User:Kektklik/Essay:Products of Society

Yo. This an essay. Don't change my words or point out misspellings. They are clearly meant to be there.

Read.. Hate.. Enjoy.. Ignore.. I don't care. I'm just expanding a thought I had after watching people sign off of AIM when I tested their beliefs and social lives.

...people.. no, Products of Society. Those manufacted little objects. Twisted and distorted by what they were told is "truth". So easily manipulated. And when hurt, they hide further behind their paper masks. I throw the fire of truth on what they hide behind, and they socially die... I really don't understand them.