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Wrote a new love letter to Ashley
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2016-02-09 at 11:57 AM UTCassley
It is truly kind of amazing just how pathetic you are. I don't remember you ever saying or doing a single interesting thing, that shows you have some reason to be alive, besides being a human punching bag for people that are better than you. Your personality is so dull, unpleasant, and lifeless it probably makes people make bets on what age you're going to commit suicide by.
Are you good at anything at all? No way, that would mean you have a working brain. Does anyone like you, even a little bit? The only reason any girl would talk to you is because they feel bad for you, just because they must be like "If I had to live a day in the life of that roach I'd probably have nightmares too", and the only reason any guy would ever even think of introducing themself to you is "Well, she looks abused, so she's probably desperate, and she's hardly 5 feet tall, seems dumb too, I wonder how easy it would be to fuck her...also lol she's 13".
You're like, the lowest of the low that anyone could ever go, like if your personality and existence could be described in words it would be "mold, the grime that gets stuck under the toilet seat, a piece of rotting meat" Maybe you were born so that really, really desperate people don't have to die virgins. It's like a cheat code in a video game, instead of pressing the buttons you just have to say "I cared about you" to a retarded bitch and see what happens,
And as all mold and grime... society wants to exterminate you like any insect. I bet your parents would've been a hundred times happier, if it turned out when you left the womb, you had the umbillical cord wrapped around your neck.
Since you're unable to contribute to society in any sort of positive way, due to your birth defects, you should get used to the idea
of people "spitting on you"/disrespecting you/and making you feel like the nothing, nobody that you really are, for their own enjoyment. You know why it's enjoyable? Because it's the right thing to do. The earth isn't meant to have deformed
idiots walk around and ruin everything, the world is literally slightly worse off, just due to the fact that you wake up every morning, instead of being locked in a cage as a zoo exhibit.
Other ways you could somehow be useful to the world is to volunteer for painful and risky medical experiments where they stick needles in you to see what happens...somebody has to do it, and nobody would miss you if something went wrong. In a perfect world, police would walk around the neighborhood, knock on people's doors, and send the special education girls and boys into a gas chamber to burn in hell forever.
Or maybe to do slave labor. If you were forced to knit baskets for 12 hours a day in a room with armed guards watching
you, think about how many people would end up just a bit happy because of the new basket they just bought! I mean, that's
so much better than the feeling of disgust and hatred everyone gets when they see you anywhere.
I know I said never mind before but you mean so little you work a lot better as a punching bag. Your thoughts and feelings are completely worthless. You should go into the sewer and eat shit to survive, because someone like you going to a catholic school
is shameful, and the fact that you go home from school every day to a house with food, water, and heating, and only get spanked by daddy 3 to 5 times a day means that life really is an unfair, terrible thing. You're like a walking garbage bag full of dirty AIDS needles.
So the real question is: WHY THE FUCK WONT YOU DIE ALREADY?????? >:(
I think I really will leave you alone now though because I've been doing this for like 7 months and it's starting to get kind of boring. I think I've made my point lol. Your only friend is a fucking DOG, I guess that's a shorter way to put everything I just said. You're basically a step below human in evolution, like you're a monkey disguised as a really ugly [FONT=helvetica][SIZE=14px]disabled[/SIZE][/FONT] girl. Autism must be a hell of a drug.
[FONT=helvetica][SIZE=14px]This is so you
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2016-02-09 at 12:38 PM UTCmoar
[FONT=helvetica][SIZE=14px]Is it messed up that what I think "maybe that uncle of hers in prison molested her as a child" I get really happy? Or maybe your parents just beat the fucking shit out of you. Either way, haha that's hot. Or were you really just born in a way that's this awful? Whatever, sooner or later you're going to lose your mind and when it happens I'll probably be like "oh yeah, I remember her…well, not really…good job Jesus maybe you are real, lets play runescape and drink cough syrup to death metal and talked about all the girls we treated like shit when we were younger on facebook."[/SIZE][/FONT] -
2016-02-09 at 12:47 PM UTCHey guiz
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2016-02-09 at 1:37 PM UTC[FONT=helvetica][SIZE=14px]But hey I guess the good news is I decided I don't want to kill you! I mean I really do but it wouldn't be worth going to prison ya know. Maybe I'd do it if at most I had to pay like 4 dollars since I think I only took 3 from you and the water bottle was 1 dollar I guess. I should've just peed in it or something. If I ever see you walking your dog though maybe I'll kick the retarded little fucker in his head, since I think animal cruelty is only like a 500$ fine, but idk that's kind of a waste of money too…nvm…[/SIZE][/FONT]
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2016-02-09 at 4:28 PM UTCThere's a great irony of writing a page about how "pathetic" this girl you dated and used to cry about being in love with must be - especially after posting it on niggasin.space for approval.
I hope you give this to her and she calls the cops on you. -
2016-02-09 at 4:34 PM UTCNo she broke my heart and she feels bad about it so now she's basically giving me a free pass to degrade her incessantly which I've been doing for like 7 months. It's good psycho bundy rage though right? She isn't gonna call the police cause I've already threatened to kill her like 30 times. She probably will if I don't stop though. Sent this to her on facebook hope she likes it, I want to make her a painslut.
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2016-02-09 at 4:40 PM UTCSploo, why are you such a pussy faggot? Picking on 14yo girls? Hmm? If you hate her, truly hate her it wouldn't matter if you dropped her PI on a site full of pedos and degenerates. So go ahead and post her FB for me, so i can get in touch with her for reasons yet to be disclosed.
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2016-02-09 at 4:41 PM UTC
Sploo, why are you such a pussy faggot? Picking on 14yo girls? Hmm? If you hate her, truly hate her it wouldn't matter if you dropped her PI on a site full of pedos and degenerates. So go ahead and post her FB for me, so i can get in touch with her for reasons yet to be disclosed.
nigga u c thru -
2016-02-09 at 4:44 PM UTCI am literally the only poster who can channel the mythological rage of IWD toewars small girls
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2016-02-09 at 4:46 PM UTC
nigga u c thru
I'm so white assigning me a color would be weird, niggas just call me transparent. -
2016-02-09 at 10:26 PM UTCThread saved, backed up and copies saved on floppy disks and launched with sattelites of containing proof of our existance and saved on cold storage fusion servers floating around the moon like the Voyager Golden Record. Make us proud sploo.
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2016-02-09 at 10:42 PM UTC
No she broke my heart and she feels bad about it so now she's basically giving me a free pass to degrade her incessantly which I've been doing for like 7 months. It's good psycho bundy rage though right? She isn't gonna call the police cause I've already threatened to kill her like 30 times. Sent this to her on facebook hope she likes it, I want to make her a painslut
hope she shows it to her father and he finds you after school and beats your fuckin ass -
2016-02-09 at 11:01 PM UTCStop this, bro. It's not cool.
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2016-02-10 at 1:18 AM UTCThis is basically the best thread ever
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2016-02-10 at 1:34 AM UTCTime to wheel out the ol' projector.
*wheels out old projector* -
2016-02-10 at 4:13 AM UTC
Thread saved, backed up and copies saved on floppy disks and launched with sattelites of containing proof of our existance and saved on cold storage fusion servers floating around the moon like the Voyager Golden Record. Make us proud sploo.
I read this essay by OPN about Kenny G recently that was kind of a rant but a central theme was like resetting stupid things in a different context. He kinda uses "stupid" in a special way, you can tell he's looking for a word he doesn't quite have, like as a way of describing things and behaviours are done authentically (that is not specifically or clearly for comedy) but frowned upon. Not like in the "sex is frowned on" way but like in the "being an autist is frowned on" way. And then the opposite process of taking something authentic and "good" and through misuse making it unseemly, like when your favorite musician turns up on a TV ad or something and you're like "well that's lame" or the Nth entry in a series that used to be good but has long since jumped the shark. And the thing that unifies those two phenomena. It was interesting, while reading it I could help but think of old HB and the sites that followed totse. From other stuff it's obvious OPN was into niche backwaters of the internet ala totse, early 4chan, the more obscure but slower moving specialty forums of the 90s/early 2000s. Like sometimes I look over the new topics page and think to myself "there will never be more humans who will understand what this means than there are today" and the fact that in like 80 years tops there will be literally no one with the context to understand what this whole thing is yet we have every reason to believe the data will outlive us. There's a real chance someone somewhere in the distant future will stumble on splooXashley obsession threads or the retarded thread or HTS's original highlighter thread and there will be literally no way for them to understand what it meant and that person will need to some up with an elaborate story and who and what sploo is, why he's like this, what "spice" meant in 2016 and a whole host of other details that meet available facts only at a few sparse points on a line and it's fascinating to think about how far that could stray from the truth. Will our decontextualized reader give up, blow it off as a joke in bad taste? Will the believe it? Will they miss the self-satire?
Kurzweil, in one of his nuttier moves, is apparently keeping a bunch of old papers of his dad's, his handwriting, some scores, things he thinks contain some of the mental essence of his father. He, in his own words, aims to one day recreate his father from this, or something like him. I wonder if I all the posts from here, stripped of poster names, onto a CD and hid it somewhere I'd be reasonably sure it would be discovered after some time (maybe think up some legal contraption whereby it can be unsealed along with some reasonable amount of money to motivate someone 50 years after my death) and when a future person found it they put it through whatever program is going to turn Kurzweil's papers into an father figure AI. Like if the essence of a human was captured in a collection of work imagine the heinous thing that would be, in essence, constituted by this. The level of terrible that would be is really kinda impressive. Like how the absence of energy in some region of space would actually be a very low entropy region, how a vacuum can exert force in the presence of matter. Sometimes a thing can be so bad that it transcends the noise of usual badness, it becomes a negative outlier, by merit of its terribleness it becomes a cognitive low-entropy zone and its informed appreciation actually becomes a pleasure, like a fine wine or some shit. -
2016-02-10 at 4:15 AM UTCP.S. phenibut and a glass or two of wine is actually bretty decent
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2016-02-10 at 5:51 AM UTC
I read this essay by OPN about Kenny G recently that was kind of a rant but a central theme was like resetting stupid things in a different context. He kinda uses "stupid" in a special way, you can tell he's looking for a word he doesn't quite have, like as a way of describing things and behaviours are done authentically (that is not specifically or clearly for comedy) but frowned upon. Not like in the "sex is frowned on" way but like in the "being an autist is frowned on" way. And then the opposite process of taking something authentic and "good" and through misuse making it unseemly, like when your favorite musician turns up on a TV ad or something and you're like "well that's lame" or the Nth entry in a series that used to be good but has long since jumped the shark. And the thing that unifies those two phenomena. It was interesting, while reading it I could help but think of old HB and the sites that followed totse. From other stuff it's obvious OPN was into niche backwaters of the internet ala totse, early 4chan, the more obscure but slower moving specialty forums of the 90s/early 2000s. Like sometimes I look over the new topics page and think to myself "there will never be more humans who will understand what this means than there are today" and the fact that in like 80 years tops there will be literally no one with the context to understand what this whole thing is yet we have every reason to believe the data will outlive us. There's a real chance someone somewhere in the distant future will stumble on splooXashley obsession threads or the retarded thread or HTS's original highlighter thread and there will be literally no way for them to understand what it meant and that person will need to some up with an elaborate story and who and what sploo is, why he's like this, what "spice" meant in 2016 and a whole host of other details that meet available facts only at a few sparse points on a line and it's fascinating to think about how far that could stray from the truth. Will our decontextualized reader give up, blow it off as a joke in bad taste? Will the believe it? Will they miss the self-satire?
Kurzweil, in one of his nuttier moves, is apparently keeping a bunch of old papers of his dad's, his handwriting, some scores, things he thinks contain some of the mental essence of his father. He, in his own words, aims to one day recreate his father from this, or something like him. I wonder if I all the posts from here, stripped of poster names, onto a CD and hid it somewhere I'd be reasonably sure it would be discovered after some time (maybe think up some legal contraption whereby it can be unsealed along with some reasonable amount of money to motivate someone 50 years after my death) and when a future person found it they put it through whatever program is going to turn Kurzweil's papers into an father figure AI. Like if the essence of a human was captured in a collection of work imagine the heinous thing that would be, in essence, constituted by this. The level of terrible that would be is really kinda impressive. Like how the absence of energy in some region of space would actually be a very low entropy region, how a vacuum can exert force in the presence of matter. Sometimes a thing can be so bad that it transcends the noise of usual badness, it becomes a negative outlier, by merit of its terribleness it becomes a cognitive low-entropy zone and its informed appreciation actually becomes a pleasure, like a fine wine or some shit.
Dude why do you care about space and laser beams and shit when there's Mexicans OUTSIDE YOUR DOOR DISABLING THE ALARMS AND OH FUCK GET DOWN LANNY, RUN!!! SPACE NIGGA RUN!!! -
2016-02-10 at 1:26 PM UTC
P.S. phenibut and a glass or two of wine is actually bretty decent
That's a bummer.
I was like "Oh shit, there must be some new meth analogue." when I saw that wall and what you quoted. -
2016-02-10 at 4:51 PM UTC
That's a bummer.
I was like "Oh shit, there must be some new meth analogue." when I saw that wall and what you quoted.
Yeah, that would be pretty sweet, methposting is one of life's greatest pastimes. Jesus though, I woke up like 12 hours later still feeling it a bit and with waves of crippling nausea (although I did have a cup of coffee on an empty stomach which wouldn't cause this but certainly isn't helping either). Is this normal? I knew about the long half life and slow onset but I didn't think there'd be a considerably worse hangover relative to other gaba drugs.
