June 2013
So I was on the train today and these two black guys were having a conversation not even that loud and said “nigga” like once when this white lady turns around and says “How do you think MLK Jr. would feel about you using that kind of language” and one of the guys snaps back and said “Idk maybe if your people didn’t shoot him I would know”
OOP
*finishes 3 hour long movie*
who am i
- fetuses do not think
- they do not “scream out” when they are aborted
- they have no brain function and no nerve endings until long after the deadline for a legal abortion
- they aren’t “sad” when you abort them
- they do not “realize what is happening”
And these aren’t my beliefs, they’re scientific facts
THANK. YOU.
It seems like as metal heads, we’re always fighting each other over the silliest things. Like, someone’s band or sub-genre preferences, how someone looks, over what is or isn’t “real metal” (disagree all you want but it’s a stupid phrase) and a lot of other shit that really doesn’t even matter if you think about it. Come on metal heads, we’re supposed to be a brotherhood. Let’s fucking act like it.
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