YZZAJ @Jazzy_Butts@gameliberty.club

My moms husband is trying to get her to fight Albanians because they stole his fishing pole...fucking coward.

*Sweating looking at the maid outfit that has been in my Amazon cart for 10 years*

I remember being a kid and going on 4chan for the first time, and someone called me a newfag and said I should kill myself and I cried irl and was lost in thought for a long while.

Lets list things to be happy about.
I'm happy about the sun.
I'm happy about the moon.
I'm happy about calcium.
I'm happy I have two working legs.
I'm happy my penis is functional.
I'm happy I have a full tumtum rn (full of bagels and lox mmmm mmmmm).
I'm happy I'm not bleeding to death in a car wreck on my way to an important event.
I'm happy I don't have any cancer (that I know of, fingers crossed guys).
I'm happy that I am surrounded by breathable atmosphere, and am able to breathe it.

Idk if this is working I was hoping it would fix my life.

What is it they say about revenge being like a hot coal? The harder you squeeze them, the more it hurts you. Let it go.

I don't think you're a stinky butt I think you're beautiful. I'm sorry for trying to take joy away from you.

I feel bad for saying mean things out of confused abd misdirected anger

I sometimes think of using my bible knowledge to start my own fucked up bible cult that would actually be satanism with a coat of godly paint. We'd play black metal at services.

My older ex: You're polyamorus
Me: No I'm not, I'm monogamous
My older ex: That's not healthy, you'll be happier being polyamorus
Me: That's fine for you to think that, but I disagree
My older ex: It's not something I think it's the truth
Me: Dude, I've been respectful so far
My older ex: *smugUMADface*

He loved his own farts

I was tricking myself into thinking maybe Peterson was the start of a new Christianity, an open minded, metaphysical Christianity that let you interpret the doctrine in your own damn way, but no, faggy Peterson cow towed to the Church Mafia and started towing the line. No porn, no fapping, no trannies, no nothin, ya fags, quit smokin that weed too I take it back fuck weed I said it was good before but that was a trick, fuck it, and fuck you, ya weedie.

No fuck you, Dr. Frog.

Raised end of days christian, antichrist was real and the scrolls and all that shit. So that's why I pick on em so much. They started it. By trying to brainwash me. I almost got swallowed back up when I glommed onto Peterson. I was onboard until he went anti pornography. Nope, don't tell me you're a free speech fag and then say that certain speech is bad. There is no good or bad speech, morally speaking, there's just SPEECH Mr. Peterson or did you forget that you little fucknugget? You fuckmuppet? You muppetfucker? You kermit the frog jammer? I bought your book before I knew and you know what I found? Typos. TYPOS MR PETERSON WTF? YOU WERE MY HERO! YOU BROKE MY HEART!

I tried explaining to my therapist the rich culture that zoophiles have had since the dawn of man. She brushed me off as confused by porn and trauma. Like bitch, you dgaf about the ancient egyptians and their goat temples, or science, or cultire, or anything, all you care about is your stupid book which has made you myopic. You can't even see anything around you, all you see is your fucking cult and anything that doesn't fit into it's parameters is wrong.

There's two kinds of zoomers

Normal open minded non hateful zoomers who really don't give af about zoophiles or pedophiles or cannibals or whatever as long as they're not victimizing anyone

vs.

Crazed zoomers who were trapped with boomers in a small town with no internet or exposure to critical thinking practices

One is a friend, the other is a hillbilly

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When I first saw him I thought he was a girl. I was instantly in love. He had the demeanor of a puppy. He was soft and slender, when I smelled him or rubbed against him I felt whole. We actually shared a lot of interests, and had complimentary personalities. We were a great team. We always knew where the other was going in conversation, and made each other laugh constantly. Being with him felt like being in the writers room for South Park, that was our humor. I loved him. When I finally spoke about what had been in the air for the past few years, he rejected me, not harshly but it hurt none the less. I tried to accept it and be a good friend, but I couldn't stop loving him and it wouldn't stop hurting. One day after being apart for a while, we saw each other again, I was with my toxic faggot older boyfriend at the time, and you want to know what happened? They made out in front of me. Both of them knew how I felt and they did that shit. I left with my "friend" and said I thought he was straight. He got embarrassed and acted confused and cornered and said "Uhh, I uh, thought it would be funny". Fucking douchebag(s).