YZZAJ @Jazzy_Butts@gameliberty.club

I really need to start getting hard copies of all the shows and movies I like in case the internet ever goes to shit. Those stupid fucking little entertainment boxes keep me alive.

Let's do a little socializing

THEY CAN'T EVEN SMOKE BLUNTS BECAUSE OF THEIR FUCKING PISS TESTS HOW ARE THESE PEOPLE SUPPOSED TO BE COOL?

I wish I could work for the government but then I would have to be around a bunch of government employees and those people are goddamn basic (am I wrong?)

I used to be a Mulder but now I'm such a Scully, a miserable cunt who hates everything and has lost her whimsey, need my little alien believing man to come save me with his dreams 🥺

Need to find the Mulder to my Scully

I was going to watch porn but I'm too depressed, so I'm going to watch x files (and then feel even more depressed that it's not the 90s anymore)

7days no post, like dust in the wind

O so I guess I lost rats, I liked her

The whore choked on her blood, was she dying? She was terrified. Her wannabe tough guy pimp was gasping, his death rattle was in fill swing. The Putrid looked at them both and laughed. It laughed deeper and longer than they'd ever heard before. "You're sssso ssssspecial..." it mocked. "Sssso diffferent, sssso uni-Que, HAHAHAHHAHAHAH" it drove its goved hand into the little pimp manlets guts. "Ttttell me litttle man" it smiled and growled, "ttttell me now.", all the little midget could do was moan. "Tttell me the secretsss you THINK you've uncoverrred" it laughed again, and then crushed the bastards head. All the while his pet whore was screaming. "Yyyouu think you'ree special ttttoo? HAHHAHAHAHA, VERY SSSSPECIAL!"

The whores screams could be heard in the night, but no one saved her. This was her reward for helping a lying thieving piece of scum, this was her reward for participating in every setup, every jump, every threat, this was her gift, but she didn't want it, and that only made The Putrid more eager to give.

It's like everyone wants something out of me that I can't give them, and then they get disappointed when they find that out.

I don't think I've ever had a relationship in my life that wasn't transactional. It's always been "if/then". Is this why I'm a broken person? Is this way I think nobody likes me, because I've just never been exposed to a good fucking person?