[yellow shrugs, smiling]
What’s wrong with russian roulette?
I played it once and didn’t die
[yellow is now smiling harder, in a creepy way, gun in hand]
That must mean it’s safe
[yellow shrugs, smiling]
What’s wrong with russian roulette?
I played it once and didn’t die
[yellow is now smiling harder, in a creepy way, gun in hand]
That must mean it’s safe
Dancing to my tune just like you did yesterday. I ask for a tally, you provide. Like an obedient dog.
21 hours ago. Weird how you dropped using that “dance to my tune, bitch” bit after I showed eveyone I said it to you yesterday. You simply have no originality. Nor even output. And you think that’s better than being literate? Preschool recess level stuff pheeeww.
2 paragraphs. 91. Breathe in, breathe out.
So are you angry because when I write two paragraphs, it’s like I have completely encrypted it from you, because you simply can not read that much.
And you wonder why I laugh at your ego. Youre so desperate to find anything that you think could hurt me. You never will, little babby, even though I make you angry enough to scream and act like a temper-tantruming four-year old.
You can’t answer a simple question; why did you send me direct messages?
You know, these
This you?
3 paragraphs where you yell into the void. 98
“I spam a message board with one liners. I have actually nothing to say and I don’t even know what thread this is. I just know I hate that guy for making me cry”
Yaaadayaadayaada
Only 1. 111. Huh you’re slipping.