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Captain Falcon/Jeremus, I do not like you.
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2018-03-10 at 9:40 PM UTC
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2018-03-10 at 9:50 PM UTC
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2018-03-11 at 3:12 AM UTCEither on Zoklet or Totse people thought that I was a Falcon alt.
Everyone always accuses me of being an alt.
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2018-03-11 at 3:28 AM UTCThe following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire!
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2018-03-11 at 3:32 AM UTCi am not leonid.
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2018-03-11 at 4:37 AM UTC
Originally posted by Enter Every place I go, there is always one person I do not like. One person who ruins it all, who makes me think, "fuck… why do they have to be here? Shit would be go good otherwise."
At Niggas In Space, that "person" is you.
Someone on here said it best (forgot who, apologies to that person) – Your posts are reminiscent of a try-hard teenager desperate to fit in, because as a pakistani in america, that's essentially what you are. Nothing you post in genuine, it's always an attempt to get people to like you. You can't just be yourself, because your "self" is a boring, poor pakistani.
This post was going to be a lot longer; but I won't feed your ego by dissecting your personality. I'll just say what I really want to say:
I hope someone close to you, like your mother, ends up with a horrific disease and is bed-ridden during her final years. I hope she suffers horrifically, and it gives you great pain to witness. That would genuinely make me happy.
After she hilariously dies, I hope you become extremely depressed. Oh, how I would love that. How I would love to taste your tears, Captain Faggot.
Captain Faggot, depressed over the death of his poor witty mommy. Lmao.
This is all hypothetical; I'm hoping she genuinely is dead already and you're in mourning. That would be great. Nice mom, you dead-mom-having faggot.
Anyway, I hope your depression leads you to an attempted suicide, and you end up as a vegetable for the rest of your pathetic, miserable existence. I literally can't think of anything better than to imagine you immobile and in a wheelchair, unable to speak or make a noise beyond "errrgggghhh", yet your brain is still 100% active. I want you to fully realize the horrific predicament you're in. God, that would make me so fucking happy, to have you suffer like that. An existential hell; a prisoner in your own, broken brown body.
Crippled faggot. Cripped, pakistani faggot.
I wish you weren't such a compulsive liar, because if you were ever to become a vegetable, you would never tell us. Please don't deprive me of such happiness, Jeremus. :( It would be so grand to hear of your wheelchair-bound exploits.
Every day, the more depressed you get, the more happy I'd get. You can't even wipe your own ass – you don't even know when you're shitting yourself. But you're aware of your sister having to clean it up, and wipe your crack. Eventually the dumb bitch realizes she can put you in a diaper; but the prospect of wearing one sends you down further into that depression.
You just want out. You wish you were dead. Meanwhile, I wish I could live forever on the high I'm on, knowing the turmoil you're going through.
One day, your fat bitch of a sister has a heart attack right in front of you. You're traumatized; but can't move. Her dead body just lays in front of you for the next couple of days until someone finds you both. You're BEGGING for death after all of this, but nobody can understand you, you stupid fucking crippled paki.
Eventually, you pass away at the age of 99, but it's not over yet. Hell exists, and you're tortured for all eternity! The worst pain imaginable – FOR ALL ETERNITY. Oh my god, I'm actually feeling fuzzy inside writing this. That'd be so fucking awesome. All eternity… Captain Faggot in horrific turmoil… omfg. So good.
I'm being genuine, by the way. I'm not trying to be edgy. The pain I'm describing for you, if it were to happen, IT WOULD LITERALLY MAKE ME THE HAPPIEST I'VE EVER BEEN.
It would be so, so grand.
I don't like you, is what I'm saying.
quality post pal, quality
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