I would sign off, but they would counterattack.

The neighbors are harassing me.

I wish you the best, most convenient genocide.

It’s Texas.

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.