New year, nothing is different

 2025. i wrote this on the 2nd because im a lazy bum who cant even correct my grammar.

deal with it, fuckos.

2025 came with the realisation that every thing is still the same amout of crappy as before.

nothing changes from day to day. we all stay the same. some people are there, some arent any more. that doesnt matter. time is a human concept that the universe doesnt care about. get hit by a train it doesnt matter whethere its a tuesday or a saturday, ur fucking dead. nothing cares. time isnt a real thing, just the effects of real things. if everything is real. anyways this is the peak intelligence of my brain and i now must go back to thinking about people in massive animal costumes and stuff. 

ah yes, billy idaho.

no more blog im tired piss off now.
jk just go next page.


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