it’s my birthday so i’m going to be nice to you today skyman:

shut the **** up you ****ing worthless pathetic excuse for a human being nobody has or ever will give a **** about anything you ever post. i have devoted my life to finding out where you live and when i find you i will take a hammer and beat your arms to bloody pulpy stumps so you can never touch a keyboard again so the world may never have to bear those ****-infested abominations you call “posts”. it’s seriously like as soon as your fingers touch the keyboard you are possessed by hte **** POsting Deamon and are intent on making the most banal boring worthless sentences ever constructed by a human being. i’d tell you to kill yourself, and that literally no one would give a **** if you died, and it’s entirley possible that a few people would rejoice, but i don’t want you to die. i want you to suffer, i want to make you bleed slowly and gouge your eyes out with rusty forks and rip out your internal organs and carve “**** Poster” 100 times into your flesh. and then i want to kill you. cheers