World Renowned Awesome Radical Dude/Article Writer, Than Oscar
Somewhere in the word - Breaking News surfaced on Tuesday. A body was discovered, or a cancer patient died in a hospital or something like that. Somewhere in that ballpark. In the United States of America or Britain or maybe some other country in Africa or something, somebody died, probably. They might of had a job or a name. They were female (or male, more information yet to come). This is important because death. Death is not good. That's why we are reporting on somebody (probably) dying (probably). You should care about it (unless it was like a terrorist or like not a good dude or something). My hearts go out to the family ((maybe) if the person actually died). Who knows, maybe it even an animal or something. I don't know anymore. What's the point of living. There is nothing stopping me from blowing my brains out this instant. I gave up my chance at life to write articles for this website. I'm 34 years old. No college education. No wife. No nothing. All I do is write articles and play Fortnite all day. There's no point to anything. That's it. I'm done. After I publish this i'm going to buy a gun and shoot up the Cunningham News headquarters. Shoot myself in the head afterwards. Maybe then, finally, I'll be able to get out of this god-forsaken world. Get some revenge on the people who have caused me to be this way. On the women who rejected me. On the rest of mankind who hates me. That's it. I'm done.