The nearby black && Asian people are telepathic.

They should be shot dead on sight.

That deep subconscious easily discernable stabbing sensation in my left ribcage.

Things I can not afford that I have that aren’t even enough to get by.

Fuck you shitfuck.

Go fucking kill yrself.

Fuck off.

Good job, retard.

Can I change the air filter for the house w/o talking?

W/o the parents?

Maybe I’ll be able to roll again someday.

Legally.

Once a year is about good for me.

The bipartisan law that makes extroverts noise pollution, officially.

My papa wants my children.

If I ever have any, we will strictly not allow him to visit.

My bitch family fucks me. Strictly nonsexually, just in terms of reducing my QOL (quality of life).

As the trash (human children) show up for their fat.