Fuck the 2-party system.
Fuck the Electoral College.
Fuck the Machiavellian divide-and-conquer mission.
Fuck all the people who don't see that.
Fuck conservatives.
Fuck liberals.
Fuck this fucking place.
It's hard to focus on work today.
It's impossible to pretend to care.
The future feels fated.
I feel fucked.
I swear nothing's fair.
And no one cares.
I'm giving up.
Fuck unchecked capitalism.
Fuck the illusion of choice.
Fuck this black-and-white bullshit.
Fuck the you-vs-me madness.
Fuck the lack of morals.
Fuck your Bible-thumping Uncle David and Aunt Linda.
Fuck the fact that this doesn't change shit.
I am a cartoon criminal!
The world is taking crazy pills!
Next week, at least, I will be asleep.
Lighter, because of the lack of colon.
Lighter, because of perspective.
Heavier, because of circumstance.
A middleweight in the fight of my life.
Fuck me.
Fuck you.
Fuck empires and their changing mascots.
Fuck politics.
Fuck poetry.
Fuck cancer.
Fuck this feeling of doom.