But don't compound my hurt or disappointment or dissatisfaction by acting naive or innocent you're a smart guy be empathetic put yourself in my shoes I'm telling you this stuff not to berate you I'm telling you this stuff because I don't like the way I'm being treated because you're berating me along with other people and slapping high fives and smiling and using me as a springboard to launch yourselves into funland and then I get s*** on and pissed on it's disgusting if I didn't like you I wouldn't be trying to educate you as to how you're hurting me so don't say what don't deny it don't gaslight me or else I'll f****** rip your head off and butt f*** your whole family I'll call you back in 10 minutes say a prayer to Satan or whoever the f*** you trust whoever your God is meditate stick your head in the toilet and flush it I'll call you back
This person not only thinks that I'm berating them they think I know who they are. Welcome to the fun of D.I.D.
Which is contagious. This is only the beginning, the cascadian residents failure is going to spread, And one of the nice things about being cologne completely is that not only do I have zero to clean up after the dinner, I don't have to worry about any of my friends losing their f****** minds and going into a goddamn psych ward after biting through their tongue and clawing their eyes out, I don't even have any friends so I don't need to worry about anything at all.
Lightsabers cross eyes, &
I've already gone further than that.