我爱你,夏洛特·方,当你哭泣时,我会偷走你的餐巾纸,把你的眼泪吸出来,和我的融为一体……然后我把它们喂给新疆湖上的天鹅
I love you Charlotte Fang I’m stealing your napkins when you cry to extract your tears and merge them with mine… then I feed them to swans on a lake in Xinjiang
I’m mad that I got ignored but let me tell you why I’m better than you at attention share.
I stamped your barcode on my forehead and ate your leftovers off the ground but read my post on why I’m superior to you.
I got raped on and off the timeline on a social, financial, mental, physical, and spiritual level but lemee explain how you’re the real loser here.
I’ve spent my entire life consuming the products, ideas, and ideologies of others while producing nothing anyone cares about but here’s a critique of your ideas.
I’ve produced one dogshit imitation hype chase grift but I can confidently assure you what your output should look like.
The closest things I have to friends are prostitutes, scammers, criminals, drug addicts, bi-curious gooners, and subhumans but you need to hear my advice on community building.
I would sell my grandmothers heart medication to buy a gram of ketamine and a gay pair of sneakers so I can beta fuck my best friend roommates girlfriend but you need to sit down and absorb a lecture about integrity from me.
I witnessed a mountain being built out of sand grains purely off of sheer memetic energy and power of will but I definitely know better what should be done with it than the people who actually did it.
I have nothing, I’ve done nothing, and I am nothing, but the things I have to say should be everything to you.
I will scream in the dark safety of your silence and will scamper into a crevice the moment you open the front door.
I will smile and seethe when I am satiated by the dew drops of condensation from your plumbing.
I will curl up inside your drywall and tremble when I hear your footsteps vibrating closer.
I will beg, cajole, steal, and siphon any morsel of value I can from anyone in your orbit foolish enough to accept my proximity.
I will build my entire life and identity around your products, your ideas, and your initiative but I will despise you for it.
I am a worthless parasite. Read my post. Buy my grifts. Feed me. Clothe me. Host me. Crown me. Please.
Please…
According to the current market rate and the ratio of compensation per slur, my calculations conclude that I am owed approximately 17 quadrillion US dollars over the course of my entire life up to this point.