Now there is a very reveling expression of an unbalanced mind. Exactly how can words, which in of themselves, have no meaning, make me look better?
Oh, Walt Disney, I stand and look into a mirror, Mirror Mirror on the Wall, who is the dumbest shit of all?
What the fuck do looks have to do with right or wrong reasoning?
You must have a persecution complex.
I bitch myself out constantly, I am just sharing the joy of vigilance.
See how stupid you are, measuring truth by feeling, and not right and wrong, and our purpose in life.
f****** grow up.
In order for me to look better, I would need one of those miracles, and I do not believe, I can contend against God.
When you claim that what is true, is a put down, you are either senile, or a child working to become senile.