Some Thoughts For People Dying of AIDS

And lastly, I would like to address those courageous souls living with AIDS and doing all that they can to let us all know that they have AIDS. Shut the fuck up!! We don't give two shits about you. You are not courageous for dying with AIDS. You definitely aren't smart, or else you wouldn't have the disease. Quit your fucking yapping already. Yeah yeah, we all know you have AIDS and you are gay and you are strong and blah blah fucking blah. I'm tired of it. I'm tired of opening a newspaper and seeing an article about some asshole with a disease whining about it. These self-centered pricks need a world of pain put on them. I don't care if they are dying, make them die quicker, dammit. Just die. Just shut up and die. I don't want to hear your fucking jabbering anymore. Die you diseased fuck. Every second you live risks passing that damn disease on to some other unlucky fucker. So just fucking die. You say you are an artist and a poet and you want to use your art and poetry as a forum to speak about your struggle with AIDS? Take it somewhere else, asshole. If I hear one more self righteous bastard saying, "I'm gay and I have AIDS" I'm going to stab him in the head with a pitchfork. It seems that people with AIDS or any other life threatening disease must share this with everyone. They bitch and moan and put on plays (i.e. Rent) and basically whine to everyone about how their lives suck. Well, I don't give a damn. Hurry up and die, you walking pile of rotting flesh. And once you are dead, I still won't care. You are no hero, you are a corpse.