DOOMSDAY (PLEASE READ, MIGHT DIE)
2 months ago
Something big is fucking happening, this isnt even me fucking with people online anymore holy fuck.
Okay, so like, some of you people (actually) know what I do on here and some of you people are aware of what's been happening over the past couple weeks but shit...
Some chick I got with, right? Some freaky bitch is NOT what I thought her to be, okay? I thought all of this was a fucking joke, I thought this fucking BITCH was playing into me.
As I'm typing this shit up my phone is blowing up with fucking messages like you wouldn't believe, okay? Now, I go by a lot of different things, a lot of different personalities I take on and a lot of different shit I do. Point is, people are starting to get fucking aware of all that shit and it's really, really not going well for me.
And no, it's not that whore's fucking stupid expose video she put out on me on youtube, which isn't even worth watching so you might as well not try to find it, but like, she's personally enticing people and it's freaking me the FUCK OUT. And the thing is, right, is that I thought I was good at digging up people's shit, but she's been PLANNING ALL OF THIS and now I'm pretty sure a good chunk of my guys have been talking up with her and getting screwy with her for a while.
Here's a solid tip: if you've been talking up some chick who's a real freak, like a leg-licking shit-picking type of freak within the past couple months and you have ANY association with certain weapons hobbyist groups or imageboard related channels there's a good chance that you're being used to breach organizational security bullshit that I'm not going to get into (and why would I tell you where I'm aiming?)
Anyways, my buddies in Seattle were going to do some stuff, right? But like, turns out, a good chunk of our stuff was like, heavily vandalized, as in like a spare generator was rigged to uhh, start an emergency, and given where and how the generator was set up, it likely would've, okay I'm not gonna fucking sugarcoat this bit. People could've legitimately died because of that.
A number of smaller articles have gone missing as well, check your shit, and also there's piss and shit everywhere, not to mention that most of my livestock is fucking gone.
The good news is that I know exactly who orchestrated this. Things are gonna get tense for the next couple weeks, if I don't post anything after a month then I'm probably dead. You can turn my page into an obiturary after then. God, now isn't that fucked up? Don't forget me, maybe one day you'll get to see my real art too.
Okay, so like, some of you people (actually) know what I do on here and some of you people are aware of what's been happening over the past couple weeks but shit...
Some chick I got with, right? Some freaky bitch is NOT what I thought her to be, okay? I thought all of this was a fucking joke, I thought this fucking BITCH was playing into me.
As I'm typing this shit up my phone is blowing up with fucking messages like you wouldn't believe, okay? Now, I go by a lot of different things, a lot of different personalities I take on and a lot of different shit I do. Point is, people are starting to get fucking aware of all that shit and it's really, really not going well for me.
And no, it's not that whore's fucking stupid expose video she put out on me on youtube, which isn't even worth watching so you might as well not try to find it, but like, she's personally enticing people and it's freaking me the FUCK OUT. And the thing is, right, is that I thought I was good at digging up people's shit, but she's been PLANNING ALL OF THIS and now I'm pretty sure a good chunk of my guys have been talking up with her and getting screwy with her for a while.
Here's a solid tip: if you've been talking up some chick who's a real freak, like a leg-licking shit-picking type of freak within the past couple months and you have ANY association with certain weapons hobbyist groups or imageboard related channels there's a good chance that you're being used to breach organizational security bullshit that I'm not going to get into (and why would I tell you where I'm aiming?)
Anyways, my buddies in Seattle were going to do some stuff, right? But like, turns out, a good chunk of our stuff was like, heavily vandalized, as in like a spare generator was rigged to uhh, start an emergency, and given where and how the generator was set up, it likely would've, okay I'm not gonna fucking sugarcoat this bit. People could've legitimately died because of that.
A number of smaller articles have gone missing as well, check your shit, and also there's piss and shit everywhere, not to mention that most of my livestock is fucking gone.
The good news is that I know exactly who orchestrated this. Things are gonna get tense for the next couple weeks, if I don't post anything after a month then I'm probably dead. You can turn my page into an obiturary after then. God, now isn't that fucked up? Don't forget me, maybe one day you'll get to see my real art too.
Also Mario sironi, i get it
also this is my channel do not subcribe to the abve one https://www.youtube.com/@SlR0
she also never minded the absolute stench coming from the shit trough above the cages in my farm, was always more concerned with me pressure washing those things
she did tend to get a bit quirky at night, but do I blame her? No. If I were forced to sing those same stupid songs for twenty years and I never got a bath? I'd probably be a bit irritable at night, too.
the bigger concern was the ignition system that had the spark plug run directly into the gas tank effectively turning the thing into a fucking car bomb and if i didn't know any better than to mess with something that was clearly messed with then I would be gone right now.
point is the bitch is freaky.