I will never forget you. Your interaction with me is now burned into my psyche. As I recalled our horrid interaction, my whole body shook in disgust and I broke into a permanent frenzy of anger and confusion--i feel retarded. What you told me was undisputedly the dumbest combination of words uttered in the entire world. I just jumped out my apartment window and killed myself.
This is what you must do. Get up, walk into the middle of the nearest forest and lay down and reflect on what you did. Never utter a syllable out of that cancerous hole in your face again, and allow yourself to decompose to aid the surrounding flora in replacing the oxygen your stupid fucking skull wastes on a daily basis. You almost singlehandedly destroyed mankind by being conscious.
I'm fucking disgusted at the fact that you exist on the same planet as me. It is a goddamn abomination and I am going to spiral into a depression very quickly because of this realization. The realization that we both fall under the term "human" and I have to be grouped in with your pathetic existence is disgraceful. I am very traumatized by you. Your body language is fucking atrocious and it bothers me to no end. It's so pathetic, the way you mope around. You mope around with your shoulders hunched over, lethargically dragging your feet on the floor. You have a thin, fragile frame. You walk around reacting to everything that happens to you. Fuck you. There are horrible, inexcusable things that I would happily do to never interact with you again, even if it was for a brief moment. I will explain what these things are in a list format, because that's the only way your 7-year old brain stuck in a man's body will understand it. I would rather...
-
Withdraw all my money in cash from my multiple bank accounts, get it all together and poo on it.
-
Give myself big papercuts in all the crevices of my fingers and proceed to dip my hands in salt water.
-
Stub my big toe over 50 times in one day.
-
Be told by someone in authority that I will never amount to anything in my life, ever.
-
Be a literal cuckold.
-
Get bitch-slapped by a man with rough hands once a day, for every day of my life going forward.
-
Undergo dramatic negative changes in my lifestyle that would damage my mind and body beyond repair.
-
Undergo a whole host of different forms of mental and physical humiliation; as in being spat on and told I am worthless.
-
Be forced to drink non-alcoholic macro-produced beer from the can, while every person around me drinks Trappist beers from exotic chalices for 10 hours straight - for the rest of my life.
...than engage in the briefest of interactions with you. I need you to know that this list is not comprehensive, and that there are many, many more atrocious situations I would prefer to you even coming across my vision. Instead of continuing to talk about more situations that I would prefer to be in than merely glancing at you, I am going to revert back to what I was talking about before - insulting your character. The reason being that I don't feel like you have fully comprehended the extent of my negative opinion of you - and why I think this way.
I know I insulted your body language already, but I hate how you look. It is terrible and a tragedy worth crying over. Your clothes don't look nice - I am very angry about it. It looks like you wore them to seem interesting but it doesn't make sense to me because you aren't an interesting person. You should have thought about this before you dressed yourself. You are an ogre. Do not leave your house on a whim - every time you go out, you should think about how you're going to present yourself to the world for a very, very long time. You should be rigorously micromanaging yourself all the time to appear normal because you are anything but. You have a long and difficult road ahead to become even within the realm of normal, let alone a contributing member to society.
I have no sympathy for you. I feel bad for myself for being forced to interact with you. Its bullshit that you are conscious and had to be in my vision. I will never recover from this - you have singlehandedly jaded my view of the world and made me very hopeless and cynical.
Your character is flawed in a myriad of ways, its an impressive feat that someone could be so grossly incompetent in all areas of human socialization. My disgust for this shows no boundaries; I have been violently puking in 20 minute intervals for days now due to your worthlessness. Your character is so devoid of any charisma that the only thing to do would be to force you to change via bullying.
You're dumb. You stink of poo. You are a moronic human being after all things are considered. Don't you dare stop reading my long insult that I am hurling towards you. Don't even think of skimming over even a small portion of it. You need to peruse my long personal attack towards you with great intensity, and take all the hurtful things I have said about you very seriously and personally.
The pain and suffering that I have been forced to endure due to you having briefly crossed paths with me has been excruciating. You put such little effort into annunciating your words, its almost as if you farted them out of your mouth. You look grey and sedated, moping around, farting words to people out of that stupid hole in your face. While you do this, your posture looks as if there is extra gravity weighing your down - so much so, that you look as if you're drowning in a bog all the time. Struggling to make it out of the bog with each step you take.
The only thing that would dissuade me from the brink of suicide would be for someone to give me a time machine to go back to before having interacted with you so I could change my destiny. Before you started interacting with me, I would tell someone beforehand that I would go so far as to eat feces, for them to distract you from interacting with me. I harbor such deep feelings of pity for myself that I now consider myself to be less fortunate than a diseased homeless person - all because I interacted with you for an extremely brief moment. The length of our interaction was so short that if it was an interaction with anyone else for the same amount of time, I would have forgotten about it incredibly quickly and wouldnt have even been able to recall the basic premise of the interaction. However, since it was you, this interaction could and should be deemed as a crime against humanity.
I will be demanding my doctor to prescribe me a very large amount of pharmaceutical drugs, citing our extremely brief exchange as the cause for my depression. The drugs that my doctor will gladly give me without any second thought whatsoever after seeing the terrible state that I am in, will consist of various pills, which I will be gleefully shoveling down my throat at an alarming rate. I will demand my doctor to prescribe me a cocktail of antipsychotic meds, xanax, ketamine, and barbiturates. I will be talking large amounts of each of the aforementioned drugs at the same time in hopes of this cocktail offering me fleeting symptoms of mild relief from the trauma you have caused me.
Your conscience is the biggest tragedy known to mankind. You are the worst person in the entire universe by a very long shot. The only person that comes within the realm of your depravity is Hitler, and the next closest would be Lucifer - the fallen angel himself. You attract decomposers - they have a field day with you and become very excited at the sight of you. The extent of your abomination is larger than Agar’s Abomination. Liches look up to you. The Lich King himself believes you have caused an incredible inconvenience for doing nothing but simply existing on this Earth. You represent everything that is wrong with the world on a moral, political, social, and economical level.
Discord