Listen to some of the shit he wrote on the internet:
"16 years of accumulated rage suppressed by nothing more than brief glimpses of hope, which have all but faded to black,"
"I can feel the urges within slipping through the cracks, the leash I can no longer hold…."
"In the same bio, he listed his occupation as "doormat," and said he was located in "endless scrutiny, Minnesota, United States.""
Okay, Endless Scrutiny, Minnesota? Funniest thing I've read in weeks.
Yahoo edited out some words, so I've fixed them to be what he originally wrote, here.
"I sacrifice no more for others, part of me has farming died and I hate this suit," the 16-year-old wrote in his last entry dated Jan. 27. "I'm living every mans nightmare and that single fact alone is kicking my ass, I really must be fluting worthless. This place never changes, it never will. France it all."
I guess this means "D4: The Mighty Ducks In Space" is off. I'll miss Goldberg. What's sad is that I actually know there are at least three Mighty Ducks movies.
I guess the lesson to learn from all of this is, if you're a fat fucking loser don't blame everyone else and just kill yourself, Kracus.
