I made a post that I’ve got linked in my bio. Some shit went sideways, very very sideways, and I’ve been struggling to get through it for a hot minute. After getting to a point of desperation I posted about it on Lemmy and the reaction was… well to say overwhelming would be an understatement. Thus all the thanks <3

I’m an idiot. So we shall see

I blame myself to be honest

I made a post that I’ve got linked in my bio. Some shit went sideways, very very sideways, and I’ve been struggling to get through it for a hot minute. After getting to a point of desperation I posted about it on Lemmy and the reaction was… well to say overwhelming would be an understatement.

If Hell is where he isn’t, then boy am I glad to go there.

I don’t want to cook them, I want to vaporize them. Or, hurl them through the atmosphere at mach cunt

In every conceivable fucking way. And that is exactly why I’m lying in bed at 8.15pm once again considering suicide. Suicide that I cannot go through with because I have a cat. The literal only reason.

Honestly, that is kind of how I am feeling at the moment. Sincerely, an alcoholic three years sober.

The American ambassador to Canada is a spineless fuckstick of a coward. He also started crying like a tiny infant who had gotten colic the other day, because, apparently, anti-American sentiment is quite high in Canada and he doesn’t understand why.

The Beaverton is the Canadian version of the onion. They made a news article yesterday saying that the American ambassador threatened to bomb an invade Canada unless the anti-American sentiment improved. I legitimately thought that quote was fucking real.

Just a demonstration of both how difficult it is to make satire today, as well as how believably fucking insane Americans usually are in this current era.

That’s just me every day. You’re not special.

Mom! This post doesn’t reach my extremely high quality that I require for the label of turd!

Oh no, some shit got in my shit post, however will we deal with his inhumane travesty.

I need to know the address so I can kill this bitch. They’re muscling in on my turf. Dicks are my domain. Cavalcade of cock. Parade of Penis. A ziggurat of Zambonies, but I don’t know, I ran out of ideas.

How dare his shitpost be shitty?

Well now you leave me with a conundrum. For I want hot dogs, yet do not have hot dogs. I demand you send me hot dogs. Or a big fat juicy dick. I’d be okay with that too.

That colored line is not the heart rate. It’s the walking speed.

Personally, I’m hoping that I fail. Not like there’s a ton of things that are going right in my life in the first place. Do not wake me up when September ends. In fact, make it end sooner for me by putting a bullet in between my eyes.

I stand by it. If you do a system format on his brain then he cute but him choosing to be himself every day just ruins it all

Really annoys me because if you just sent me pics I’d be like Oh he’s cute wanna smash. But no. He has to have an empty skull equip slot

So this is something that I’ve noticed recently, and honestly, it’s pissing me off. America has spent an absurd amount of its existence pushing its influence around the rest of the world, whether that be media or military. In all of it, American exceptionalism runs rampant, with Americans believing that they have the best country on the planet. Often comparing America to other countries as if America is the basic template of what something should be. Yet, when someone who is not an American decides to have an opinion on America, the Americans expect special treatment, saying that we do not know what it is like there. Yet they are the country that does not shut the fuck up about themselves.