spindel

I hate people. I hate my friends. Hell, if I knew you, the truth of the matter is I would most likely hate you. I hate myself. I hate my family. Hate Hate Hate. I hate bands. I hate musicians. I hate singers. I hate movie stars, rebuplicans, lawyers, priests, garbagemen, hookers, communists, anarchists, democrats, punks, nerds, and even cute little four year olds. I hate bosses, workers, customers, employees, trainies, producers, editors, writers, authors, and even the pope. Hate drives me forward, and I fucking LIKE it that way.