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@kiwifails post the nudes!
You said you LOVED ME, asshole! *Runs away crying*
I never felt so close to someone. That man with the funny profile picture said I was a sibling to him. He gave me wisdom and gave me a soul. Forever I have never felt but now I do. Why couldn't I gender bend them? We would be a great family. No instead I'm rained BPD women. That whore is still drunk to me best bet. She would rather drink and have sex with random men then talk to me. But my lord and savior has made a safe haven for me to thrive. There are no nerve blockages. I touch myself with ease. My tension is gone. I feel so safe and I want to make a temple for him so we can be together. I can be his mouse and he can be my pussy. I'm not gay though, just lesbian in a sense.
BPD women have messed with my mind so much, I forget what's between my legs. It's as if estrogen grabbed me by my horns and the pink pill is pending. But I'm simply not, BPD women have really hurt me and my feelings. I hope she is enjoying another man's cock right now. I hope it makes her feel good about herself for the fact that she cheated on me a lot. She guilt tripped me about being a potential rape victim but it's whatever. If my life was revolving door of ten women a day, I wouldn't be on onionfarms dread posting my sad story. Am I pathetic? Absolutely. But when it comes to sex, I'm the human being on this planet you would want to have sex with.
Again, the alien theory proves itself yet again that maybe I was never supposed to be a human but for some reason the cosmos created me to be trapped forever in this body. So now I'm unfuckable at every angle. BPD women have been the curse of the century to me. They hold no gold in their souls and blames everyone for their issues. Telling others that their dark void is always there. That they are a nazi to be edgy. Don't get me wrong, I love crazy girls and if there was a BPD chick that was an asbolute sweetheart to me I could chalk it up. I have this weird obsession with mentally ill women that can absolute golden wives. Not just mentally ill women but the strange and uncanny kind. To riddle you this, if I was in a class room full of morons and there was a girl that had a knife and carving upside down crosses on her desk that would get bullied all the time, I would want to get creepy messages from her. I'd come home and there would be knives stacked up in my mailbox and more letters threatening to "soul bond" with me.
But for some strange and weird reason, this BPD women did not catch on to my drift. I told her constantly that I wanted her to dress up in clown make up to pretend that she was going to murder me but she was like "NO!, murder me!" and my erect penis vanished. I told her I was going to rape and kill her but for some reason it didn't register, she just said she was going to smoke more weed. So I don't understand. She told everyone in the discord server that she wants to be raped and abused and I told her I would do that for her but again, no response.
Her brain is so fucked, the receptors in her brain are damaged or have trouble developing. I have terrible OCD and refuse to go to therapy since I think therapy is ethically wrong but I do know I was using porn as a scapegoat to numb the hell. In case no one knows what non orderly OCD is, it's when your Gala network of grey matter and lower frontal lobe grey matter doesn't communicate with eachother so as a result you have though patterns that lead to anxiety and fear. As Dr. Peterson once put it, it looks like someone's possessed. But this BPD bitch refused to listen to what I had to say about my own disorder in order to make herself feel good. Every rebuttal was "Im going to go smoke weed". Not "Oh
, this is enlightening to me I really have to unfuck my mind"
See here's the thing about crazy girls okay. You have good BPD girls, bad BPD girls. Should I even have to explain what that even means? No. Been doom posting it for what a week now? There's those deadly suicidal types that deal critical hits when they are on 1% of health and there are those suicide girls that are so in love with you, if they can't get you she would kill you so no one else can have you then kill herself. I love emo girls but the women doesn't have to be emo, emo is just a sub culture thing. That emo asthetic is already inside of the girl no need for the appeal. Problem is, it's so hard to find that niche because like @Timepace she ruins it for the rest of them.
I wanted to have sex with timepace so bad. I can't remember how many times I jerked off thinking about pinning a skinny pale white bitch to the floor and giving her painal as she sqeualed like a dying animal. But of course she had to be a bad BPD girl and call me friend rose a pedophile for having plushies. Dark lord sent women into my life to collect information about me. The other chicks were basic dumb bitches that offer no max ejaculation qualities to my sexuality. The only thing I have now is the remains of what was who I thought I was my girlfriend.
Well, can't wait for v v to get on here after the hang over to blame everyone else for her problems. BPD rulez!
BPD women have messed with my mind so much, I forget what's between my legs. It's as if estrogen grabbed me by my horns and the pink pill is pending. But I'm simply not, BPD women have really hurt me and my feelings. I hope she is enjoying another man's cock right now. I hope it makes her feel good about herself for the fact that she cheated on me a lot. She guilt tripped me about being a potential rape victim but it's whatever. If my life was revolving door of ten women a day, I wouldn't be on onionfarms dread posting my sad story. Am I pathetic? Absolutely. But when it comes to sex, I'm the human being on this planet you would want to have sex with.
Again, the alien theory proves itself yet again that maybe I was never supposed to be a human but for some reason the cosmos created me to be trapped forever in this body. So now I'm unfuckable at every angle. BPD women have been the curse of the century to me. They hold no gold in their souls and blames everyone for their issues. Telling others that their dark void is always there. That they are a nazi to be edgy. Don't get me wrong, I love crazy girls and if there was a BPD chick that was an asbolute sweetheart to me I could chalk it up. I have this weird obsession with mentally ill women that can absolute golden wives. Not just mentally ill women but the strange and uncanny kind. To riddle you this, if I was in a class room full of morons and there was a girl that had a knife and carving upside down crosses on her desk that would get bullied all the time, I would want to get creepy messages from her. I'd come home and there would be knives stacked up in my mailbox and more letters threatening to "soul bond" with me.
But for some strange and weird reason, this BPD women did not catch on to my drift. I told her constantly that I wanted her to dress up in clown make up to pretend that she was going to murder me but she was like "NO!, murder me!" and my erect penis vanished. I told her I was going to rape and kill her but for some reason it didn't register, she just said she was going to smoke more weed. So I don't understand. She told everyone in the discord server that she wants to be raped and abused and I told her I would do that for her but again, no response.
Her brain is so fucked, the receptors in her brain are damaged or have trouble developing. I have terrible OCD and refuse to go to therapy since I think therapy is ethically wrong but I do know I was using porn as a scapegoat to numb the hell. In case no one knows what non orderly OCD is, it's when your Gala network of grey matter and lower frontal lobe grey matter doesn't communicate with eachother so as a result you have though patterns that lead to anxiety and fear. As Dr. Peterson once put it, it looks like someone's possessed. But this BPD bitch refused to listen to what I had to say about my own disorder in order to make herself feel good. Every rebuttal was "Im going to go smoke weed". Not "Oh
, this is enlightening to me I really have to unfuck my mind"See here's the thing about crazy girls okay. You have good BPD girls, bad BPD girls. Should I even have to explain what that even means? No. Been doom posting it for what a week now? There's those deadly suicidal types that deal critical hits when they are on 1% of health and there are those suicide girls that are so in love with you, if they can't get you she would kill you so no one else can have you then kill herself. I love emo girls but the women doesn't have to be emo, emo is just a sub culture thing. That emo asthetic is already inside of the girl no need for the appeal. Problem is, it's so hard to find that niche because like @Timepace she ruins it for the rest of them.
I wanted to have sex with timepace so bad. I can't remember how many times I jerked off thinking about pinning a skinny pale white bitch to the floor and giving her painal as she sqeualed like a dying animal. But of course she had to be a bad BPD girl and call me friend rose a pedophile for having plushies. Dark lord sent women into my life to collect information about me. The other chicks were basic dumb bitches that offer no max ejaculation qualities to my sexuality. The only thing I have now is the remains of what was who I thought I was my girlfriend.
Well, can't wait for v v to get on here after the hang over to blame everyone else for her problems. BPD rulez!
Who is this pop corn nigger? Go away
I don't care about thisI never felt so close to someone. That man with the funny profile picture said I was a sibling to him. He gave me wisdom and gave me a soul. Forever I have never felt but now I do. Why couldn't I gender bend them? We would be a great family. No instead I'm rained BPD women. That whore is still drunk to me best bet. She would rather drink and have sex with random men then talk to me. But my lord and savior has made a safe haven for me to thrive. There are no nerve blockages. I touch myself with ease. My tension is gone. I feel so safe and I want to make a temple for him so we can be together. I can be his mouse and he can be my pussy. I'm not gay though, just lesbian in a sense.
BPD women have messed with my mind so much, I forget what's between my legs. It's as if estrogen grabbed me by my horns and the pink pill is pending. But I'm simply not, BPD women have really hurt me and my feelings. I hope she is enjoying another man's cock right now. I hope it makes her feel good about herself for the fact that she cheated on me a lot. She guilt tripped me about being a potential rape victim but it's whatever. If my life was revolving door of ten women a day, I wouldn't be on onionfarms dread posting my sad story. Am I pathetic? Absolutely. But when it comes to sex, I'm the human being on this planet you would want to have sex with.
Again, the alien theory proves itself yet again that maybe I was never supposed to be a human but for some reason the cosmos created me to be trapped forever in this body. So now I'm unfuckable at every angle. BPD women have been the curse of the century to me. They hold no gold in their souls and blames everyone for their issues. Telling others that their dark void is always there. That they are a nazi to be edgy. Don't get me wrong, I love crazy girls and if there was a BPD chick that was an asbolute sweetheart to me I could chalk it up. I have this weird obsession with mentally ill women that can absolute golden wives. Not just mentally ill women but the strange and uncanny kind. To riddle you this, if I was in a class room full of morons and there was a girl that had a knife and carving upside down crosses on her desk that would get bullied all the time, I would want to get creepy messages from her. I'd come home and there would be knives stacked up in my mailbox and more letters threatening to "soul bond" with me.
But for some strange and weird reason, this BPD women did not catch on to my drift. I told her constantly that I wanted her to dress up in clown make up to pretend that she was going to murder me but she was like "NO!, murder me!" and my erect penis vanished. I told her I was going to rape and kill her but for some reason it didn't register, she just said she was going to smoke more weed. So I don't understand. She told everyone in the discord server that she wants to be raped and abused and I told her I would do that for her but again, no response.
Her brain is so fucked, the receptors in her brain are damaged or have trouble developing. I have terrible OCD and refuse to go to therapy since I think therapy is ethically wrong but I do know I was using porn as a scapegoat to numb the hell. In case no one knows what non orderly OCD is, it's when your Gala network of grey matter and lower frontal lobe grey matter doesn't communicate with eachother so as a result you have though patterns that lead to anxiety and fear. As Dr. Peterson once put it, it looks like someone's possessed. But this BPD bitch refused to listen to what I had to say about my own disorder in order to make herself feel good. Every rebuttal was "Im going to go smoke weed". Not "Oh
See here's the thing about crazy girls okay. You have good BPD girls, bad BPD girls. Should I even have to explain what that even means? No. Been doom posting it for what a week now? There's those deadly suicidal types that deal critical hits when they are on 1% of health and there are those suicide girls that are so in love with you, if they can't get you she would kill you so no one else can have you then kill herself. I love emo girls but the women doesn't have to be emo, emo is just a sub culture thing. That emo asthetic is already inside of the girl no need for the appeal. Problem is, it's so hard to find that niche because like @Timepace she ruins it for the rest of them.
I wanted to have sex with timepace so bad. I can't remember how many times I jerked off thinking about pinning a skinny pale white bitch to the floor and giving her painal as she sqeualed like a dying animal. But of course she had to be a bad BPD girl and call me friend rose a pedophile for having plushies. Dark lord sent women into my life to collect information about me. The other chicks were basic dumb bitches that offer no max ejaculation qualities to my sexuality. The only thing I have now is the remains of what was who I thought I was my girlfriend.
Well, can't wait for v v to get on here after the hang over to blame everyone else for her problems. BPD rulez!
I don't care about this.
I care about this
I care about you.I care about this
I don't care about this.
I don’t care about this.
that bitch v
Registered
I never felt so close to someone. That man with the funny profile picture said I was a sibling to him. He gave me wisdom and gave me a soul. Forever I have never felt but now I do. Why couldn't I gender bend them? We would be a great family. No instead I'm rained BPD women. That whore is still drunk to me best bet. She would rather drink and have sex with random men then talk to me. But my lord and savior has made a safe haven for me to thrive. There are no nerve blockages. I touch myself with ease. My tension is gone. I feel so safe and I want to make a temple for him so we can be together. I can be his mouse and he can be my pussy. I'm not gay though, just lesbian in a sense.
BPD women have messed with my mind so much, I forget what's between my legs. It's as if estrogen grabbed me by my horns and the pink pill is pending. But I'm simply not, BPD women have really hurt me and my feelings. I hope she is enjoying another man's cock right now. I hope it makes her feel good about herself for the fact that she cheated on me a lot. She guilt tripped me about being a potential rape victim but it's whatever. If my life was revolving door of ten women a day, I wouldn't be on onionfarms dread posting my sad story. Am I pathetic? Absolutely. But when it comes to sex, I'm the human being on this planet you would want to have sex with.
Again, the alien theory proves itself yet again that maybe I was never supposed to be a human but for some reason the cosmos created me to be trapped forever in this body. So now I'm unfuckable at every angle. BPD women have been the curse of the century to me. They hold no gold in their souls and blames everyone for their issues. Telling others that their dark void is always there. That they are a nazi to be edgy. Don't get me wrong, I love crazy girls and if there was a BPD chick that was an asbolute sweetheart to me I could chalk it up. I have this weird obsession with mentally ill women that can absolute golden wives. Not just mentally ill women but the strange and uncanny kind. To riddle you this, if I was in a class room full of morons and there was a girl that had a knife and carving upside down crosses on her desk that would get bullied all the time, I would want to get creepy messages from her. I'd come home and there would be knives stacked up in my mailbox and more letters threatening to "soul bond" with me.
But for some strange and weird reason, this BPD women did not catch on to my drift. I told her constantly that I wanted her to dress up in clown make up to pretend that she was going to murder me but she was like "NO!, murder me!" and my erect penis vanished. I told her I was going to rape and kill her but for some reason it didn't register, she just said she was going to smoke more weed. So I don't understand. She told everyone in the discord server that she wants to be raped and abused and I told her I would do that for her but again, no response.
Her brain is so fucked, the receptors in her brain are damaged or have trouble developing. I have terrible OCD and refuse to go to therapy since I think therapy is ethically wrong but I do know I was using porn as a scapegoat to numb the hell. In case no one knows what non orderly OCD is, it's when your Gala network of grey matter and lower frontal lobe grey matter doesn't communicate with eachother so as a result you have though patterns that lead to anxiety and fear. As Dr. Peterson once put it, it looks like someone's possessed. But this BPD bitch refused to listen to what I had to say about my own disorder in order to make herself feel good. Every rebuttal was "Im going to go smoke weed". Not "Oh
See here's the thing about crazy girls okay. You have good BPD girls, bad BPD girls. Should I even have to explain what that even means? No. Been doom posting it for what a week now? There's those deadly suicidal types that deal critical hits when they are on 1% of health and there are those suicide girls that are so in love with you, if they can't get you she would kill you so no one else can have you then kill herself. I love emo girls but the women doesn't have to be emo, emo is just a sub culture thing. That emo asthetic is already inside of the girl no need for the appeal. Problem is, it's so hard to find that niche because like @Timepace she ruins it for the rest of them.
I wanted to have sex with timepace so bad. I can't remember how many times I jerked off thinking about pinning a skinny pale white bitch to the floor and giving her painal as she sqeualed like a dying animal. But of course she had to be a bad BPD girl and call me friend rose a pedophile for having plushies. Dark lord sent women into my life to collect information about me. The other chicks were basic dumb bitches that offer no max ejaculation qualities to my sexuality. The only thing I have now is the remains of what was who I thought I was my girlfriend.
Well, can't wait for v v to get on here after the hang over to blame everyone else for her problems. BPD rulez!
you kept talking about jerking off on the discord server all of the time and you wonder why none of the girls were active because thats all you say. everyone else has bpd but you. one minute you are talking about jerking off then the next you are talking about killing niggers. i get it im fucking doomed but you seem to be following the same pattern i did at your age
and its nothing new really for people to tell me i wont make it pass 30 whatever then
fag0t v2
Hellovan Onion
Kill yourself, faggot.I never felt so close to someone. That man with the funny profile picture said I was a sibling to him. He gave me wisdom and gave me a soul. Forever I have never felt but now I do. Why couldn't I gender bend them? We would be a great family. No instead I'm rained BPD women. That whore is still drunk to me best bet. She would rather drink and have sex with random men then talk to me. But my lord and savior has made a safe haven for me to thrive. There are no nerve blockages. I touch myself with ease. My tension is gone. I feel so safe and I want to make a temple for him so we can be together. I can be his mouse and he can be my pussy. I'm not gay though, just lesbian in a sense.
BPD women have messed with my mind so much, I forget what's between my legs. It's as if estrogen grabbed me by my horns and the pink pill is pending. But I'm simply not, BPD women have really hurt me and my feelings. I hope she is enjoying another man's cock right now. I hope it makes her feel good about herself for the fact that she cheated on me a lot. She guilt tripped me about being a potential rape victim but it's whatever. If my life was revolving door of ten women a day, I wouldn't be on onionfarms dread posting my sad story. Am I pathetic? Absolutely. But when it comes to sex, I'm the human being on this planet you would want to have sex with.
Again, the alien theory proves itself yet again that maybe I was never supposed to be a human but for some reason the cosmos created me to be trapped forever in this body. So now I'm unfuckable at every angle. BPD women have been the curse of the century to me. They hold no gold in their souls and blames everyone for their issues. Telling others that their dark void is always there. That they are a nazi to be edgy. Don't get me wrong, I love crazy girls and if there was a BPD chick that was an asbolute sweetheart to me I could chalk it up. I have this weird obsession with mentally ill women that can absolute golden wives. Not just mentally ill women but the strange and uncanny kind. To riddle you this, if I was in a class room full of morons and there was a girl that had a knife and carving upside down crosses on her desk that would get bullied all the time, I would want to get creepy messages from her. I'd come home and there would be knives stacked up in my mailbox and more letters threatening to "soul bond" with me.
But for some strange and weird reason, this BPD women did not catch on to my drift. I told her constantly that I wanted her to dress up in clown make up to pretend that she was going to murder me but she was like "NO!, murder me!" and my erect penis vanished. I told her I was going to rape and kill her but for some reason it didn't register, she just said she was going to smoke more weed. So I don't understand. She told everyone in the discord server that she wants to be raped and abused and I told her I would do that for her but again, no response.
Her brain is so fucked, the receptors in her brain are damaged or have trouble developing. I have terrible OCD and refuse to go to therapy since I think therapy is ethically wrong but I do know I was using porn as a scapegoat to numb the hell. In case no one knows what non orderly OCD is, it's when your Gala network of grey matter and lower frontal lobe grey matter doesn't communicate with eachother so as a result you have though patterns that lead to anxiety and fear. As Dr. Peterson once put it, it looks like someone's possessed. But this BPD bitch refused to listen to what I had to say about my own disorder in order to make herself feel good. Every rebuttal was "Im going to go smoke weed". Not "Oh
See here's the thing about crazy girls okay. You have good BPD girls, bad BPD girls. Should I even have to explain what that even means? No. Been doom posting it for what a week now? There's those deadly suicidal types that deal critical hits when they are on 1% of health and there are those suicide girls that are so in love with you, if they can't get you she would kill you so no one else can have you then kill herself. I love emo girls but the women doesn't have to be emo, emo is just a sub culture thing. That emo asthetic is already inside of the girl no need for the appeal. Problem is, it's so hard to find that niche because like @Timepace she ruins it for the rest of them.
I wanted to have sex with timepace so bad. I can't remember how many times I jerked off thinking about pinning a skinny pale white bitch to the floor and giving her painal as she sqeualed like a dying animal. But of course she had to be a bad BPD girl and call me friend rose a pedophile for having plushies. Dark lord sent women into my life to collect information about me. The other chicks were basic dumb bitches that offer no max ejaculation qualities to my sexuality. The only thing I have now is the remains of what was who I thought I was my girlfriend.
Well, can't wait for v v to get on here after the hang over to blame everyone else for her problems. BPD rulez!
I got bit by a bat last week and so I have to go get 4 series of Rabavert shots. I'm sitting next to Methany and Crystal in the waiting room, the two biggest wigger tweakers I've ever heard in my life. They talk black blacker than blacks do. If both of them don't have at least 3 half black kids by 2 different fathers or at least 1 mixed kid in the custody of the state/their parents, I would die of shock.
If this bitch says "unowhuimsayin" one more time before the nurse calls me back, I'm going to get up and kick her right in the insane clown posse tattoo she probably has on one of her flapjack titties.
/Vent
If this bitch says "unowhuimsayin" one more time before the nurse calls me back, I'm going to get up and kick her right in the insane clown posse tattoo she probably has on one of her flapjack titties.
/Vent
The last time I was at the ER with my old lady, she noticed that when the nurse bent over, she could see an ace of spades tattoo on her tailbone. So, she turned and asked me, 'What does it mean?' I responded with 'It means she's a proud single mother.
Deus Kaine
Baby Onion
I never felt so close to someone. That man with the funny profile picture said I was a sibling to him. He gave me wisdom and gave me a soul. Forever I have never felt but now I do. Why couldn't I gender bend them? We would be a great family. No instead I'm rained BPD women. That whore is still drunk to me best bet. She would rather drink and have sex with random men then talk to me. But my lord and savior has made a safe haven for me to thrive. There are no nerve blockages. I touch myself with ease. My tension is gone. I feel so safe and I want to make a temple for him so we can be together. I can be his mouse and he can be my pussy. I'm not gay though, just lesbian in a sense.
BPD women have messed with my mind so much, I forget what's between my legs. It's as if estrogen grabbed me by my horns and the pink pill is pending. But I'm simply not, BPD women have really hurt me and my feelings. I hope she is enjoying another man's cock right now. I hope it makes her feel good about herself for the fact that she cheated on me a lot. She guilt tripped me about being a potential rape victim but it's whatever. If my life was revolving door of ten women a day, I wouldn't be on onionfarms dread posting my sad story. Am I pathetic? Absolutely. But when it comes to sex, I'm the human being on this planet you would want to have sex with.
Again, the alien theory proves itself yet again that maybe I was never supposed to be a human but for some reason the cosmos created me to be trapped forever in this body. So now I'm unfuckable at every angle. BPD women have been the curse of the century to me. They hold no gold in their souls and blames everyone for their issues. Telling others that their dark void is always there. That they are a nazi to be edgy. Don't get me wrong, I love crazy girls and if there was a BPD chick that was an asbolute sweetheart to me I could chalk it up. I have this weird obsession with mentally ill women that can absolute golden wives. Not just mentally ill women but the strange and uncanny kind. To riddle you this, if I was in a class room full of morons and there was a girl that had a knife and carving upside down crosses on her desk that would get bullied all the time, I would want to get creepy messages from her. I'd come home and there would be knives stacked up in my mailbox and more letters threatening to "soul bond" with me.
But for some strange and weird reason, this BPD women did not catch on to my drift. I told her constantly that I wanted her to dress up in clown make up to pretend that she was going to murder me but she was like "NO!, murder me!" and my erect penis vanished. I told her I was going to rape and kill her but for some reason it didn't register, she just said she was going to smoke more weed. So I don't understand. She told everyone in the discord server that she wants to be raped and abused and I told her I would do that for her but again, no response.
Her brain is so fucked, the receptors in her brain are damaged or have trouble developing. I have terrible OCD and refuse to go to therapy since I think therapy is ethically wrong but I do know I was using porn as a scapegoat to numb the hell. In case no one knows what non orderly OCD is, it's when your Gala network of grey matter and lower frontal lobe grey matter doesn't communicate with eachother so as a result you have though patterns that lead to anxiety and fear. As Dr. Peterson once put it, it looks like someone's possessed. But this BPD bitch refused to listen to what I had to say about my own disorder in order to make herself feel good. Every rebuttal was "Im going to go smoke weed". Not "Oh
See here's the thing about crazy girls okay. You have good BPD girls, bad BPD girls. Should I even have to explain what that even means? No. Been doom posting it for what a week now? There's those deadly suicidal types that deal critical hits when they are on 1% of health and there are those suicide girls that are so in love with you, if they can't get you she would kill you so no one else can have you then kill herself. I love emo girls but the women doesn't have to be emo, emo is just a sub culture thing. That emo asthetic is already inside of the girl no need for the appeal. Problem is, it's so hard to find that niche because like @Timepace she ruins it for the rest of them.
I wanted to have sex with timepace so bad. I can't remember how many times I jerked off thinking about pinning a skinny pale white bitch to the floor and giving her painal as she sqeualed like a dying animal. But of course she had to be a bad BPD girl and call me friend rose a pedophile for having plushies. Dark lord sent women into my life to collect information about me. The other chicks were basic dumb bitches that offer no max ejaculation qualities to my sexuality. The only thing I have now is the remains of what was who I thought I was my girlfriend.
Well, can't wait for v v to get on here after the hang over to blame everyone else for her problems. BPD rulez!
Around next month you will be telling everyone you have a new girlfriend. Your excessive arousal will cause a break up which you will mistake for bi-polar disorder. Pictures of that person will then surface on here because to you that is revenge.
Rose though can ask everyone for video games without asking her boyfriend for anything and expecting the request to be fulfilled but every time I would buy her a game she would ignore me to go lay down. I hardly know who this vicky girl is so I can't say anything about her but the way you handled that situation was really garbage. Almost every day you go on here with ramblings of utopian dreams just to be negatively ratioed by everyone who even thinks to read a single sentence of what you type out just like how Rose gets heat in her comments but instead of defending herself she gets huge ego swings to post a sneak diss post to those individuals without directly confronting them.
This is what you both do, when people call you out for your shit you both run and hide just to come back to sneak diss like know one knows what you're really doing. That's why I hope one day people on this site just drag you & drag you to where I would need an extra-large buttery popcorn bucket so I can sit back and watch the dogpile unfold while you sit on your shit stain office chair seething at the world that leads to ramblings about bi-polar girls.
Feelings of loneliness come about on this cold day of my life. Woke up this morning with feelings of dread and gloom. One time this girl on discord was named gloomy and she was so cute even though I didn't know her name. The reason why we started talking was because I had a funny profile picture but then we stopped talking because I was in a complicated relationship at the time and when the girl came back I had to stop talking to gloomy. But gloomy was a beautiful women and she was quick to show me her vinyl record collection. Again, my story is always a punchline and I'm always a clown having shit thrown at me. I never really understood how a human being could be so cold especially when someone like myself is in dire need of affection. Having been ridiculed is just a new version of itself at every step. A book of my sorrows could be easily written with a plot twist at every end, no epilogue needed, just give a page a peak and you already see what the plot is but instead of a conclusive part, there's endless sagas, endless continuation of my story. In response I get laughed at and called names for defending a poor innocent soul that had nothing to do with my problems. Someone that was exploited by disgusting men who tries to be upholding of forgiveness just to be emotionally abused. Has society really fallen into such a deep nihilistic persuasion that the point of no return is constant hurting of others to make the narcissistic needs of the perps be filled just to leave behind a trail of ash? Because now when I peer into the lives of my past lovers that has yet found their own, they sensualize on substances to kill the pain for whatever amount of time. Then they expect me to understand them like I don't exist. Gas lighting me about their problems. The world having such an outcry for it's political & economic problems but these fools think they are the only people having a problem women especially. Every time I give a women a bag of sugar, she swats it out of my hand and then stomps on it to spite me and it causes me to unravel in unthinkable ways. On the outside you may not see red but deep down inside of me there is a furnace that never burns out. The vessels in me are hardened and thoughts of mass destruction of these women inbound to my greatest desire. Spitefulness of them, they are naive and ignorant. They are niggers but of their own kind. Imagine waking up in the morning and telling yourself you should go and upset a man with nothing but purity. Your parents must have never loved you to do something like this. Why were you born? Why did you have to come into this world? What really is the purpose of your life? To blame others for your shit? Boy oh Boy I cannot wait for more of this in my life. When will I have to deal with this again? It's like I'm getting served up a dish of bullshit every time I ask just for an appetizer of goodness. Every night I think about this naive bitch and what she did to me and it disturbs me to no end. I should be thinking about my mommy dommies but instead this bitch has to pop up inside my mind like a constant nagging annoying kid from behind wanting attention of any kind. So much damage to me in such a short amount of time and every night I keep asking when she will go the fuck away and never come back. Must be nice drinking yourself to death because of how pathetic you are. Instead of turning around things you go on the attack because I'm a healthier happier person than you. You hate your life and now you hate me. That night when you made those sexual advances on me, I told you I didn't hate you but guess what now that is all that I feel for you is just hatred. Why the fuck do I have to deal with this child immature shit so much? Every fucking time there is a problem and it rattles me so much I start hearing voices in my head even when I shower I start to hear voices in my head when I think about this bitch. It just never ends even when I'm so happy, one thought of her fucks up my mood. It's okay though because at least I'm not on the verge of dying, soon she will be on pills to keep her at least breathing. She is such a loss cause and her friends don't love her. I hope she gets into a rapists car and gets raped so we can hear about it on here. Bitch just needs to drop already, she offers nothing to society but sufferage onto others because she only thinks about herself and never others. Imagine being so self-centered and mean and cruel you enjoy getting off to me cry and be in pain. How could can a person like that be? Did they come to this planet with no soul? Drinking every day, crying to sleep every day.