I want to personally see Cory Booker get hanged.
Just looking at this guy makes my blood boil.
I met my cousin for the first time in 15 years, 10 years ago. A month after I left his home country, he gets hit by a moped and died. I feel your pain my man. My dad isn't dead, but he's deserted our family to go live somewhere else with a new family. I'm drinking with you tonight, anon. Cheers.
Anytime, fren. Anons are the closest people to me during this time, everyone else seems to be a blissfully ignorant NPC. I can't tell you how happy I was to find others who knew the world wasn't supposed to be shitty, and that there was a way to fix all this sadness and hopelessness.
You guys will forever be my brothers.