Darren has been writing this stupid blog for a year or two now, and you may have noticed a few things about him that aren't particularly flattering, or even interesting, unless you are equally inclined to whine and bore everyone in your life. This idiotic drug addict, a drain on society, actually manages to every so often trick himself into believing that he is NOT a lying, disgusting, pathetic sycophant. On those occassions when he thinks he is amusing, perhaps even compelling, he sits his fat ass down, puts up his stubby little legs, and stabs out boring "observations" that he thinks represent some kind of meaningful insight. They don't. He answers questions nobody even asked of him. Nobody gives a shit.
I think we would all agree that the best thing for everyone would be a late term abortion; 35 years too late. Had his mother aborted him when she had the chance many lives would be different and better. His poor father wouldn't have to live with him and be embarrassed at his constant failure. His most recent was just a few weeks ago when he tried to return to work as a freelance writer. But that's just one of many, seemingly countless, fuckups in his life. From work to school to relationships this piece of shit simply can't function properly. His brother, too, has to put up with his nonsense. As does his girlfriend, Linda, and his friends. The only reason he gets any attention from anyone is pity. Pity.
Do yourself a favor and give him a wide berth when you see him. Walk around, and don't talk to him. He probably doesn't want you to, anyway.
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