There are no Jetsons sidewalks.
There is only the eternally shrinking hamster wheel.
There was never anywhere to go anyway, but now there's REALLY nowhere to go.
Tabbes prolly died. She's in the middle of the war zone.
Bio-weaponized grannycide is being used to sell cars, opinions, and new, cowardly identities suited to this brave, new world. So i quit church. Eff your heart emojis and your waves of healing energy. It doesn't do anything.
The world at my fingertips, %80+ is porn. I don't watch porn.
The internet is trying to program me. They just want me to believe.
All flights are cancelled.
All ships are docked.
They're probably gonna start microchipping soon.
I won't live to see 40.
No one but Jesus to talk to.
I'm almost ready to die.
Eff technopoly. Down with the Crowleyan hive mind.
Future sux yo.