Anisa, you fucking moron, you are projecting out of your teeth. You know that actually, no one loves you. You know if you wren't "iDubbbz" wife you would be sitting in the house with your mom working a dead end job or maybe if you were really nice, you would have married some regular guy from your hometown and you'd be making his life miserable. I personally don't think anyone would stay with you so you'd probably be divorced. I don't even think Ian loves you, he's just subordinate to you. You don't have any real friends, you know the state of your family and what you've done. You fuck over everyone and lie. You've never taken accountability for anything you've done to anyone. In your mind, nothing is ever your fault. You're always the bully and somehow always the victim. You're insanely insecure while wildly narcissistic. You're lazy but pretend to always be busy. You try so hard to be different but you are the shining example of "basic" with the rare opportunity of having a tiny spotlight and megaphone only because of your husband. No original ideas, thoughts, opinions or talents. All of that is fine if you didn't try so desperately to prove the opposite every day and in your pursuit of being "different" behaving like a real c u next tuesday.
It must be exhausting always having to keep up with what 20 year olds are doing to try to replicate certain trends. It must be exhausting lurking twitter all day and watching Hasan so you know all the right talking points and positions to parrot so you can try to fit in with them. I think you need a new therapist or medication. Your desperation has never shown more. There is nothing to keep you two afloat besides bullying the Kleins. Your last attempt at career revival cost you Creator Clash and that's hilarious. I know it was your fucking idea. Saying you didn't know what was going on is one of the biggest lies you've ever told to the internet. Congratulations on your CTE, though. You're the first person to know they have it while alive! Unless you are dead? If you are dead and this is your ghost -- ghosts are generally supposed to do cool shit like scare people by moving chairs around and jiggling doorknobs. You just act like an idiot on twitter and there's nothing scary or cool about you. I'd like to make this clear: no one is jealous of you. I would hate to be you. You're such an embarrassment. You're not God's gift to men either, let's be honest, you're average. Cut that shit out. Who is talking about how hot they are in their 30s? Insecure people. You're also extremely stupid. When I listen to you talk about history and politics I want to blow my brains out. You don't have the basic grasp of reality about literally anything.
If you're a communist like you told us, here's a few ways to put that into practice since I only see a capitilistic consumer over there:
- first things first, study basic literature that is the foundation to understanding communism and find out what kind of communist you are. You have Marx, Stalin, Davis, Trotsky, Mao to just start with
- donate, or better yet, volunteer at a mutual aid network for those in need of housing or healthcare
- participate in strikes
- get rid of most of your possessions, the most ethical thing would be to donate them to a cooperative housing arrangement or sale them and donate the money to fund local activism or a network
- ONLY buy secondhand or better yet, buy nothing. Reject any form of capitalism (good thing you were kicked out of Creator Clash since it was a for profit event, sigh of relief ammirite?)
- adding to the "buy nothing" - only buy or barter labor for produce, vegetables and meat from local communes to help sustain them
- taking it a step further, be a real badass and start or join a commune so you can share the responsibilities and property
- start a small business and let the employees manage it
These are just a few ideas you're actually capable of doing since you're still in evil America.
Anyways, good luck with your new career of just hating another person. It must be so artistically creative for you! I'm glad you two have finally found where you belong -- in the gutter. At least now your smells and appearances match.
