i look into the eyes of the offender and smile when i think of the damage that is coming to him i think ill strike his kneecap first break him into pieces, injure him and crush his hope the korean store clerk who watches ME while others rob him blind? i laugh to myself: your prejudice will get you beaten until you can;t stand with a sledgehammer; drop you down i scream my fury and laugh at the same time, for i have damaged your mind which i should not have done the driver who nearly ran me down? nice hole in his windshield and i laugh manialcally as i do so, the people who laugh as i walk by and chant "faggot, faggot? i wear that with pride, but when you raise your hand i break it with a sharp blow the evil i see? i may be it but you brought it to this, can't you see but when i begin to see what has been unjustly given to me even though i don't want it you have made the sledgehammer sing, and its song is nice and loud and violent even as people pull me away i laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh till tears are rolling down my face...Birth sign: Aries
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