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i am only on here today to write a hateful letter of condemnation to my enemy so that it’s off my chest once and for all <3
you are a bitch. yes, you. first let me get my petty feelings out of the way: you are one of the ugliest people i have seen; your collection of features would look nice on anyone else but knowing that your personality is so rotten and vile at its core i can only view you with disdain. you have no lips and yet you think you are permitted to speak… the audacity you have! you look like a little twig. i could and would break you in half over my knee. our height difference is not that drastic and i’m the one who pursues combat sports. i do not even enjoy violence but your existence has made me intensely bitter toward you.
your personality, now. tut, tut! you are such a disgraceful thing. a layer of scum floating atop a forgotten pond. have you not learnt, in your twenty three years of life, the importance of honesty? you have no integrity. the lies which you so happily weave are easily disproven but it brings me great ire to learn of them because they are directed at people i care about. they harm others— and you do not seem to care about anyone except yourself. claiming to be mixed native american while you guzzle from the cup of white privilege because you’re extremely white passing and no one looking at you on the street would mistake you for anything other than that. and the fact that you only bring it up when it is convenient for you… i am asian every day, even when it gets me physically assaulted because i am mistaken for a carrier of disease. maddening, how you pick and choose what parts of yourself you must play up to be more vulnerable.
it’s also disgusting how you can make such disturbing jokes with that face. as previously mentioned, you look white. it’s not really your place to joke to a group of visibly asian people that you’re going to kill them and their entire bloodlines just because of small and petty things. <3
and oh, the lies you tell about my friends and significant other… to my face, too. now that you’ve been found out, you twist the truth so he looks like the bad one and she sounds like she abandoned you, yes? when in reality you put everyone around you on edge with your repeated cries for attention - which, wanting attention is hardly bad, but the way you did it… let’s just say people don’t enjoy being suicide baited every damn day after they finish up at a stressful job or are dealing with almost being deported. i’ve had to comfort her after the times you called her screaming and crying about your alleged hospitalizations while she was at risk of being homeless and her family was dying around her because you made her feel as if she were responsible for your life.
it’s very interesting to me that everyone who didn’t give you what you wanted is branded as an abusive manipulator who kicks puppies and burns and salts fields for a living. it’s very interesting to me that you are terrified of the screenshots coming out. let’s not forget that you gleefully bragged about trying to ruin the friendships my significant other did have because of more petty game things. you’re some anarcho-communist if you can’t grasp that ‘theft’ and ‘borrowing’ common resources is a staple of our minecraft worlds. so what, you had a vault? everyone needed a piece of the diamond hoard you had. (i’m partially joking. i know this isn’t communism, but god. it’s very obvious that you grew up raised in a white household and never learned to share. you nasty, horrible, terrible little individualist…)
lastly, i can’t believe that you lied about dating him and called him ugly and worth less than shit. i mean, i understand vilifying people who have hurt you — or rather, people who wouldn’t allow you to manipulate them. but it’s very amusing to me! you drew that horrible little picture of him and made him look… so bad. he does not look like that. it’s laughable how talentless you are, really. even my dog could do better and she lacks opposable thumbs and is colorblind.
in conclusion, you are less than dirt beneath my feet. you are vomit, you are a craven little cockroach, you are a pustule in the crack of the devil’s smelly armpit. i sincerely hope you have the worst lot in life.
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