After they start raping, they're no longer little boys. - H. Garfield

General feelings about my fellow "human beings".

It's fine that you let me down
My expectations couldn't be lower
And I couldn't have less respect
So being higher than garbage
Would be a letdown in itself

It's boring by now
The more you talk
The less I know you'll do
You can try to fill me up with promise
But my air pump is broken

Talk and smile
Take it all for granted
I punch a hole straight through your skull
I can see the sunset now
Finally you're good for something