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Master chief was picked for his luck roll and it saves the universe and the human race.
I was born wif permanent brain damage, and spent nearly my entire childhood bein’ abused, and now I can’t get a job or drive cause my brain is funked up, and some bad peeps want to take away le government aid dat I and others like meh rely on.
And if deh take it away and I end up homeless, deh will den punish meh fir bein’ homeless, even doh I’d literally only be homeless because of der actions.
It’s like I has spent my entire life bein’ punished fir existin’, but endin’ my own existence was also made inexplicably illegal.
And now some of dem are talkin’ aboot draggin’ meh off to some death camp to murderize meh anyways, so I am left utterly confused.
I mean, what was even le point, if deh was jus gonna murderize meh anyways, deh could has jus let meh do it myself.
Pretty much.
Though I'd rather say labor camp than circus.
People who have fantastic lives, and mock you for saying things like, life sucks, really f**king suck.
And the fact that we can't be certain any of this is really real, f**king blows.