Fuck you world. I walk down the streets with my head down concentrationg on the cracks in the streets. Why do you say hi? Or smile? Fuck you. Let me concentrate. If I step on a crack, I'll get 5 years of bad luck. Or is that what happens when you break a mirror or open an umbrella indoors.
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i tend to just assume the world loathes me and wants me out of the picture so it sends overly happy and pleasant people my way in a sick attempt to get me to do myself in. fortunately i have a solution. walk around with your head up and the widest most fucked up grin you can manage on your face at all times. when people approach you, reply with long depraved obscenities in the most friendly pleasant tone you can manage. this usually results in crying or panicked flight. its great.
oh, and all three of them result in bad luck.