I Knew It Would Work If I Summoned You. And It Did Work.

I knew it would work if I summoned you. And it did work.

save money, fuck bitches, Walmart

This gives off pissed off writer brain writing "fan fiction" for the lack of a better word.

KYS

You embody everything that ailes society, you absolute disgrace of a human being

I wish you hang yourself from the branches of a tree in the depths of the forest within the dead of night, so that no one can hear your struggles and whimpers as your none existant will to live transforms into the sudden urge to survive as you hang from the tree, but alas it is too late now to go back, as the rope etches deeper into the nape of your neck, and your face becomes bluer in hue due to the lack of oxygen, you reflect on the series of bad decisions that you made that led to this moment in your life, a life full of nothing interesting, from start to finish, nothing but a grey, prosaic mundane existence, a background character, a filler substance, that is the best way to describe what you called life. You struggle and reach for the rope that you now wish you haven’t taken and tightened around your thin neck, but eventually, slowly but surely the fight within you, much like whats happening to you, dies a slow, drawn out death. And with your survival instincts’ death, you give to yours. As you exhale what remains of your breathe and as your brain shuts down permanently due to lack of oxygen, you couldn’t help but squeeze in a smile in your moment of death upon your purple face, due to the irony that you managed to realize at these fleeting moments of your life. As you realize that you fought and struggled to survive as you practically strangled yourself to death, but what were you fighting for? You had no loved one to come back home to, you had no friends that would question your sudden disappearance, you had nothing, you were fighting Death’s grasp to simply go back to the empty void of a life that you exist in. But alas its been done, perhaps the critters of the forest will benefit from your death, as no one really benefited from you in your living state, perhaps your corpse has more merit to it compared to your live body, but only time would tell, and time tells all tales.

KYS.

did you write this while jerking off that is way too much detail

Samesies

I be talking to myself on here btw

Huh, that's... Impressive.

fuck off tumblr I'll post your mother you FU-

“X bodily fluid is just filtered blood!” buddy I hate to break it to you but ALL of the fluids in your body are filtered blood. Your circulatory system is how water gets around your body. It all comes out of the blood (or lymph, which is just filtered blood).

"bucko" buddy" "goober" "dingus" there were so many options.. I'm surprised that your "male" friend almost picked one gender neutral option like bucko but made it "FUCKO" somehow. Its kinda impressive.

"it's breakcore how the fuck am i going to get forcefemmed by breakcore" - my "male" friend upon playing ultrakill "you will not turn what i just said into a tumblr post" - my "male" friend upon seeing me immediately open tumblr post editor upon hearing that shit "kill yourself" - my "male" friend upon seeing me metapost about him on tumblr