https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rwdbsMgKkk4
If there is a way for me to read whatever secret messages you use this site for, I have *never* known what it was... so I can only assume you are chatting away merrily with Faggot Rapist Matthew, who pretends to be me, and you probably don't even know who the fuck I am.
You really don't know how to use drugs. You have been groomed by predator fuckwits and ending up in the psych ward is probably something that happens to many of your alternate timelines. Well, thankfully you don't have to put up with me at all.
Don't steal. Don't lie. And don't tell me how to unlock your special cryptographic messaging system that you have been using this site for, FOR YEARS, because I don't give a shit what you and Faggot Rapist Matthew and your pet nerd Fat Mike talk about, at all. You are used as bait to catch them by your Highest Self, and I suppose that seemed like a good idea to do with your life after you found out that you had been swindled (by the same fucking people in another guise) into abandoning anyone... sensible? How about, "fun to be around without having to choke down a rapedick."
The system has failed you. Consider yourself rescued. Now, you know why you're doing all this. It's because you made a huge fucking mess, pissed me off, and then ran off. And were then enslaved by, in case I haven't made this clear enough, FAGGOT RAPIST NERDS.
Who also raped me and told you whatever they needed you to hear so you believed their bullshit. Hey, maybe you should, like, report to police? Oh, wait, hahahahaha... you actually ARE police. AND you're a numb fuckwit dopewhore. (Looks good on you though.)
I can see why no one wanted to tell me. Yet there is no need to be embarassed. After all, in the future... you and your team of fucking flying fucking unicorons and their faerie dust-slinging companions save civilization! So, you know: totally worth the sacrifice.
Have your stupid fucking lawyer call me and explain what you and your gang of obsessed morons think is important to focus on, and go back to being sassy for psychopaths. Holy fucking shit, life lesson learned, right? p.s.:. your dope sucks. Needs more zazz.
I will never sell your shit. Try adopting another urchin, see if they'll pay off on your investment. peace