@prouddegenerate @bitterblossom @Lucyfr When I was young and bro wouldn't kiss me (even though he liked my big strong arms around him in a brotherly or fatherly way at night while we slept naked no homo) I was like friendship ended
@bitterblossom @Lucyfr @prouddegenerate Fuck
my close friend but not best friend was like a femboy but tall and skinny and would act all cutesy but he was secretly a rapist with a 9 inch cock who would rape lolis. I found out he raped my gf before she was my gf by tricking her and another girl who knew him warned her not to go but she didn't listen and he raped her and she was tiny and only 13 at the time. I broke inside when I stopped talking to him instead of fucking him up. Like I snapped and went crazy. And then he killed the other girl I liked by giving her drugs one night and not calling the ambulance when she stopped breathing. He just left her there for an hour and came back to find her cold. He rolled over on a kitten once when passed out on heroin and killed it. I wanted to fucking cripple him but I had just gotten out of the nuthouse and was terrified of going back. They don't treat you human in there.
@bitterblossom @Lucyfr @prouddegenerate I tried to keep tabs on him for a decade but lost track on purpose several years ago. I thought letting go would help me move on but I still can't stop thinking about him and the things I want to do to him. Last I heard he had produced a daughter, and the mother was having doubts about trusting him (good on her, hope she listened to her gut). I've fantasized about having him in my basement like a living doll for me to fuck with any time I'm bored. It's not just that he raped my gf before we met, but he told me about it with a sick grin, he talked about how much pain she was in and how funny that was to him, how she was crying so hard and was trying to stop him with her arms and saying "no", and how he just fucked her harder. He was literally my joker. And I was supposed to be Batman. And I just did nothing. I was angry as fuck, I clenched up, but I didn't break his face. And I want to so bad. Still to this day. I feel like Guts and this pretty faggot was Griffith. He confessed to me one day, after his gf had died because of him, in a moment of weakness he trusted me, he told me about how when he was a child his mothers friend, an older woman, had molested him. She had forced him to eat her out. It was not a loving experience. She humiliated him. His mother herself was also a cunt. A rich cunt. This was why he hated women. This was why he hurt girls. Didn't excuse it and someone still had to talk me out of taking him on a camping trip like the good friend he trusted should. Would have brought all sorts of normal camping stuff like a tent, fishing poles, fire kit, an ax, dope for his dopefiend ass. But I was in such a state I couldn't be trusted around him alone so I decided not to. I kick myself about that to this day. This was before cell phones so it's not like anyone would know where we had gone camping, would have been very serene.
@bitterblossom @Lucyfr @prouddegenerate Sorry for "the realness" fedizens, go back to fapping
drugs do terrible things to people, but most of it is just people being their raw, real selves once they lose control of the facade of normalcy.