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[Island of Avalon]

Level 13 Emo Kid

“Gloomy Gus”

Listen Up Dumb****s:

Most people kill themselves because of a mental condition. This is true in my case too. The condition I suffer from is that I am not normal, I am not like everyone of you “sane” people.

I am not normal in the sense that I am not like every other one of you brain-dead zombies. I can think. I can reason intelligently. I can observe and learn from life. I can make my own decisions and follow through on them. And I can do these without any aid from celebrities, T.V., radio or MySpace. Unfortunately, every one of you ****-brained lemmings seem to lack these skills and I can’t ****ing take it any more.

Since everyone else in this world is a ****ing very special drone who revels in their ignorance and unintelligence, I must put an end to my misery. I truly wish I was normal. I wish I could be a ****ing very special sponge like all of you. I wish I could have the same conversations day in and day out about sports, politics and “how about that weather huh?”. But I can’t.

Sure you’ll see this note and say MasterBaiter’s the crazy one. You have to it’s the only way you can go on thinking you’re sane and your pathetic life is meaningful. Go ahead, call me the weirdo like everyone else surely will. Then, return to your happiness of everyday mindless monotony.

My only wish is that the bullet I put into my brain doesn’t kill me but only leaves me brain dead. For if ignorance is bliss and everyone of you ****-for-brains is truly happy, then living a life without a brain stem in a coma, devoid of any cognitive ability must surely be utopia.

Leave My Machine Plugged In You ****ing Retards,

MasterBaiter


All fled—all done, so lift me on the pyre;

The feast is over, and the lamps expire.

Robert E. Howard, writer, d. June 11, 1936, from his suicide note

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