Mea culpa; I’m filled with existential rage because I’m involuntarily celibate.
Mea culpa; I’m filled with existential rage because I’m involuntarily celibate.
And you were a disappointment to your Dad.
Can’t mix races if you gay, homie. Damn, you stupid. You’re troll handle is weak and derivative, as well. Ooooooh, South Park. Don’t cut yourself on all that edge, Aspie. I bet you believe Pizzagate was real, too. You fucking gullible doofus.
No one can understand because you write like an eighth-grader, but not one of the smart ones. Grammar is your friend, dummy.
If you were a man maybe we’d give shit.
Nah, I’m just playing y’all. I know the struggle is real; I have man-boobs.
LOL @ my own latent homosexuality!
I’ll tell you what happens when someone quits cold turkey: they go on a petulant, racist series of tirades which is really just a pathetic lashing out rooted in exceptionalism, sexual frustration, and deep-seated fear of their own social impotence. Ask me how I know *winkie face*.
You know what? I apologize. I’m just a sad sack of shit who has everything handed to me in life and I never learned to appreciate my station. I don’t know why I lash out like this, and I certainly understand that it is inappropriate to wield my sexual frustration as a cudgel. More so as I know deep down inside…
I apologize for my earlier outbursts. The reality of the situation is that deep down inside I hate myself. I also know it’s not right to call my personal situation “Involuntary Celibacy” when it’s painfully clear that I’m the problem.