2017-10-12 at 3:44 AM UTC
He sent me a message ages ago that I probably should have forwarded at the time.
Dear niggas, I can't believe how fast things move on the outside. I saw a tranny once when I was a kid, but now they're everywhere. The world went and got itself in a big damn faggot parade. Since getting off welfare and leaving my apartment, I got me a job bagging groceries at the Foodway. It's hard work and I try to keep up, but my hands hurt most of the time. I don't think the store manager likes me very much. Sometimes after work, I go behind the alleyway and feed the stray cats. I keep thinking my cat might just show up and say hello, but he never does. I hope wherever he is, he's doin' okay and makin' new friends. I have trouble sleepin' at night. I have bad dreams like I'm falling. I wake up scared. Sometimes it takes me a while to remember where I am. Maybe I should get me a gun and rob the Foodway for kicks. I could shoot the manager while I was at it, sort of like a bonus. I guess I'm too placated on xanax for that sort of nonsense any more. I don't like it here. I'm tired of being afraid all the time. I've decided not to stay. I doubt they'll kick up any fuss. Not for a tiny-dicked brown person like me. P.S: Tell Lanny I'm sorry I put a knife to his throat. No hard feelings. Malice.
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2017-10-12 at 4:16 AM UTC
He left because you fucking suck.
2017-10-12 at 4:18 PM UTC
HM abductd him and loclked him in the chicken shed of old house,,,, he get paid 1` chicken every week to eat as payment for personal councelling,,, he can escape??????????????????????????????????