fkkkkkk.
Zme it is, I guess.
I cannot sit in silence.
Demmmiiiiii, heal faster.
I need you & your nutty ways.
These bastards are drier than the jokes we're going to be suffering from our "extended families" when they invade to raid the fing booze cabinet and snoop through the snack drawer in a couple months.
Thankfully I don't have family.
Because I am a lowly internet troll.
I just appeared one day, fully grown.
And now I am cursed to wander the wilderness of Tiktok.
Forever in search of my next target.
Never satisfied.
Never fulfilled.
Never loved.