This blog is a result of Us. Two grudgingly bored people who have no clue why we were sent on the wrong phase of the earth. In a mindless whatsapp conversation, we shared a few problems- like mothers giving us dissatisfied scowls, troubled relations with the ex'es, and our mutual hate for bras. Which led to lengthy discussions on the existential crisis of, hell! Why was I born! And since we had no other thing to do, we created a blog to voice all these sad, SAD thoughts and get in the way of many other people's happiness. yes, that's right. We can't get it. with so much apathy and sorrow, and dumbness, how do you manage that "Oh it will all be okay" look of yours? Do you say it to yourself in the mirror? repeat it while you're brushing, bathing, shitting? Tell us please. HOW?!
And the names, our names, we won't disclose them. the conservative, lousy, propriety based mindset of yours won't let us live in peace if we do.
So acting on our human right to anonymity, we hereby declare this page a place of everything that we find stupid, inhumane, inconsiderate.
And ironically, Peace.
the Bra-Slasher
And the names, our names, we won't disclose them. the conservative, lousy, propriety based mindset of yours won't let us live in peace if we do.
So acting on our human right to anonymity, we hereby declare this page a place of everything that we find stupid, inhumane, inconsiderate.
And ironically, Peace.
the Bra-Slasher
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