NYC

An extremely disgusting/corrupt and overrated city that still thinks that it’s in its hay-day of the 1950s. The United Nations is there, but it’s an ornament and means absolutely nothing/does absolutely nothing for the betterment of that city or humanity (the city is literally PLAGUED with homelessness and nobody seems to care). The Statue of Liberty is just another ornament and means absolutely nothing. People are slaves to the money in that city and REFUSE to acknowledge it. You can be GOD himself and these people would still walk over you for their own benefit. You can be BUDDHA or every other important figure in the history of humanity and New Yorkers WILL mistreat, exploit, and abuse you and then ignore you once you seek justice.
Random 15-year-old: “I’m going to move to NYC at age 18 to achieve my dreams as a dancer!!!”

Random 15-year-old (at age 27): “I’ve been here for the past few years and I’m about to commit suicide. I’ve become a meth addict because I resorted to meth because it’d help me stay up during the long hours for the minimum wage jobs that were helping me afford a room (that I was sharing with 37 other women/men) in the outskirts of the Bronx. I’ve been raped 89 times here and nobody cares. I’m now living in a studio on 46th st. that’s 4 sq. ft. by 2 sq. ft. and I have to sleep standing up. It’s fucking abusive. I even had to sell an organ in the black market for 15 days of rent. I’ve had to resort to drug dealing and prostitution just to afford rent. They don’t give a shit about me in the dance industry. Why? I’m a BIG FAT OBESE BLACK LESBIAN BLACK GIRL WITH A PROTRUDING VAGINA (which is fetishised in the sex industry). I also have a ‘bad’ reputation for flicking off Anna Wintour after she was walking out of the Condé Nast torture towers because she’s a ‘frail’ old lady — for some strange reason, she’s been frail and old for the past 80 years? Anyway, where was I? I’m about to hang myself. This is NOT the city of dreams... it’s the city of NIGHTMARES. Too many fake grins here. GOOD BYE... or maybe I’ll just catch a plane to Sweden tomorrow and save myself.”
by Elsa Buttersworth January 01, 2020
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United Nations

Some random thing that tries to act like it cares about human rights, but the moment you’re being murdered on 57th st. in NYC in front of the U.N. HQ, absolutely no one is around to hear you.

You could stand outside the U.N. HQ and burn the Universal Declaration of Human Rights while being a 70-year-old homosexual virgin that hasn’t been able to openly come out of the closet out of fear of being disowned by a family that he loves dearly...

The U.N. won’t shed a tear because they’ll be too busy snorting lines of cocaine with Lady Gaga and CHUGGING out of Bud Lite beer kegs.

The U.N. is a huge bisexual orgy and absolutely nothing else. Lesbians and homosexuals are BANNED from the U.N. and technically anyone who can’t be dramatic enough... you can’t show raw or real emotion.

The U.N. is the definition of EVIL.
Me: “Hello!!!! Can anyone hear me?! I’m holding up the Universal Declaration of Human Rights and I’m experiencing EXCRUCIATING homosexual sexual repression... I can’t openly LIVE in this existence while the heteronormative psychosis oppresses me!!!”

United Nations: “Shut up and pick yourself up by the bootstraps... UNLESS YOU’RE LADY GAGA; THEN WE’LL GRANT ALL OF YOUR WISHES!!! Oh, and go love yourself before you love other people (in other words: MASTURBATE FOREVER)!!!” 😃
by Elsa Buttersworth December 14, 2019
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