I'm Sick Of Your Shit & Typing About It Again. Better Call The Police!!
So fucking tired of not being able to sleep because I am so fucking mad at the humanoid lumps that populate this world. I hate you fucking squealing bastards & I wish you were all dead.
- I want to kill all of you.
- I will kill all of you.
- I am going to kill all of you. All of you!!
Just a matter of degree & language, & rendering me into the custody of money-grubbing pigs w/o the slightest interest in me or my well-being who wanted me in their jail for the money was not helpful you fucking asshole, it has me fifty times angrier. You made everything worse & you didn't save the lives of the low-life scum who deserve to die, you fucking delusional piece of shit. Why would you care about a fucking slumlord anyway? What's the matter w/ you? Do you think you're Zuckerberg, & have the right to determine who may speak & what they may say? (Until Trump was back in power anyway. Then it's different.)
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| Why didn't this make you squeal, Ratty? You two-faced shitheel. |
You're all squealing scum, & have no reason to live, so what difference does any of it make to you?
Have the simple human decency you pretend to have & apologize to me for making my situation infinitely worse, rancid garbage!
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