My dear idiot countrymen and women,
Thank you for jading me. Numbing me. Locking me into a bubble. Thank you for making me not care anymore, about anything, really.
Somewhere along the years, I’ve lost hope in you ever growing brains (or logic). At this point, I’m almost okay with your idiocy, because you’ve convinced me that we really don’t deserve music. Or fun. Or colors. Or happiness. Or a life in general.
I hope you rot in the misery of your disgusting thoughts.