"People are stupid. Babies are dumb. The only thing with wroth on this planet are the dead. You put value on them too much. No wonder why people in Washington are fucking their dogs. You can't blame them for being a little fucked up in the head, if you're fucked up in the head yourself." It's not that I'm crazy or anything. In fact I'm very normal. I just don't care about a lot things. People tend to think that I'm weird because of that. But who cares, I never asked for the opinion anyway. Besides, what's the point when your gonna die anyway? Why not live a little until then? You can call me Levie, I curse a lot just to warn you. I'm probably gonna be one of the most honest people you've ever met. God knows that the world sure is lacking that. But besides that who really gives a crap about death? You live your share, you die, and life goes on; at least that's how it's suppose to work anyway. I met this dumb dude who follows me around. I don't anything about him at all, but he knows everything about me. He didn't tell me his name and quite frankly I don't give a damn. He claims that he's my friend and just wants to have fun. That's weird considering that I don't have friends. But whatever, all I do know is that every time we meet I have the time of my life. Not that I can ever remember it. Well my times gonna be up soon so I got to go. It was nice meeting you. I think....Todos os Direitos Reservados
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