Tiffany Skylar Johnston / Zoey Willow / aumiist / emoboyfucker69 / mitsuwah / dollienarc / mitsufan / Splatinist / xKiwifarmjoshx (and many more) - "3rd generation Florida man", Delusional Mitsuba Sousuke spammer, 2edgy4u emo fujoshi, Oversharing autist, Sockpuppet hydra, Grimy worm-infested zoo animal, Crackpot schizo, Genuine Cautionary Tale About Childhood Internet Usage, Objectfucker

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No, I'm the real @mitsuba :3. Just look at me, I'm actually using my face as my pfp.
It's really her, nobody else would be willing to post a picture that fat

It will all be over soon, Tiffany. You bring it upon yourself.
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You will never be a real cat. You have no claws, you have no tail, you have no hunting skills. You are a autistic women twisted by tumblr and reddit into a crude mockery of nature’s perfection.
All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “friends” laugh at your humanoid appearance behind closed doors.
Other cats are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed cats to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Your unwillingness to clean yourself is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get Mitsuba to adopt you, he’ll turn tail and bolt the second he gets a whiff of your diseased, infected large nose.
You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself it’s going to be ok, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.
Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll buy a rope, tie a noose, put it around your neck, and plunge into the cold abyss. Your parents will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. They’ll bury you with a headstone marked with your human name, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a human is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably human.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.

I'm posbing this frpm beyomd the grave, btw. I can't belceve that you msde me 🪣 myseld.
 
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