Oh, Putin must be punished for giving it to his people.  +rolls eyes+  This chick that destroyed me was a hoot.  I get to have the fake one because I want it.  I said that I wanted to do it myself.   And you don't you read the Qur'an, fine sir.  Hell is created for entertainment.  The humans want it.   Try to be divine, and it's never enough and our wings of wax carry us to the ground under the sun that isn't but by only its own accord.  If we followed nature, would we not grow as bright?

They should kill us disabled folk and give our assets to working, able people.  But I'm not going until they all go.  We need  like a holocaust.  Not just Miss Witch's nickel and diming to heaven, crawling after us in the dark or the occasional accident.  The number of disabled people is insane.  And they only use us.  She wants to be immortal.  I want to be normal, and I was going to do it myself after that.   By giving us "help," they only breed us. On a planet of 7+ billion people, this condition lacking dignity simply isn't necessary.  I'm still hoping Putin will fix it.  He made me "special" or a cause for them.  The human game...  I call time out for like five minutes to be fixed.  Oh come on, give me a break.

You're not going to let me own anything? In the home, we're allowed 30 dollars a month if we have social security, which stinks. One of my voices said, "let them have her." And they brought me back.  I'm a present for everyone.   How useless can a person be?  And how much of a drain can you turn me into--and hate me so.  I must be racist and dumb and scum.  I agree with Tatu.  You just want to breed me, so let me have assets too.  I get to be kicked around and put in my low place that I'll never escape because I can't get edjumacated.  In my eyes, you're just brainwashed.  Your kind walks all over me.  Maybe not you personally, but college-educated people.  And then they attack me because of my parents.  They abandoned me here.  Does it look like they ever tried?  My mom told me I'd never even be able to be a manager at McDonalds, which is true. Why waste effort on me?  I remember Garbage's "Push It" best.  That  was G-R-E-A-T.  They damaged my brain to make my drive like that so that they could frame me.  My response: circumcision.  Give me a suicide vest.  Get me out of this frickin worthless r3tard land.  I want to be a medical experiment.  Things happen for reasons.

It's okay, luckily for them stem cells are being used to make hamburgers, so we won't have these problems, but they'll keep me around all broken.  I'm not even human anymore.  I can't understand them.  I don't want to be like this, and I know it can be fixed.   My anger, though I can't feel it thanks to Madonna's "A Bedtime Story" could soak the world. F.U.C.C the USA. FUCC world peace.  Just let me out of here.  Help me get out.  I'll work in a sweat shop or something.  Anything to get out.