You're all phony. I'm tired of the facade, all the bullsh i t. The fact that I'm censored for even saying the word "bullsh it." You cloak your self-serving agenda with endless platitudes. I can see it in your smarmy, disingenuinous delivery. You're just a bunch of sheeple. Not just you either. Everyone. When I say what's on my mind, I'm pelted with personal insults. I can't even have a civil fu cking conversation with anyone, because I get too frustrated. How am I supposed to derive meaning from this existence if I can't even interact with my fellow man? I want to like you. I want us to get along. But I don't think it's going to happen.