I just don’t know if I’ll be able to handle more of this shit, without a break, at least a week, in Outer Space or at the very least Florida, if things turn out the exact way they are supposed to in North Carolina & Indiana tomorrow. Obama by five, Hillary by five, respectively. Nothing changes. He’ll take our guns, she’s old politics. I’ve won, no he hasn’t won. I don’t like my preacher anymore, look what his preacher said.
This is no way for a young man to spend his mid-20s, inside, with this particular never-ending flavor of Internet.
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