DEAR TRANNIES DDOSING KF

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IM GONNA FUCKIN DO IT!
 
The transexual twitter community will be responsible for my suicide if these heinous attacks continue.
 
Okay it turns out, one of my personal irl friends that browses this website daily has KILLED HIMSELF because of the stress the recent events caused him. I'm writing down all the twitter accounts that have caused my friend this stress. Ironic thing is he was FTM.. So I'm fucking pissed off now. He was going to be 23 next month... Fuck Twitter..
 
I'm dead now and a ghost

You did this twitter

You killed me. You are responsible for my death. I would haunt you but I don't like looking at repulsive faggots
 
You will never be a real woman. You have no womb, you have no ovaries, you have no eggs. You are a homosexual man twisted by drugs and surgery 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 ghoulish appearance behind closed doors.

Men are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed men to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even trannies who "pass" look uncanny and unnatural to a man. Your bone structure is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk guy home with you, he'll turn tail and bolt the second he gets a whiff of your diseased, infected axe wound.

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 birth name, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a man 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 male.

This is your fate. This is what you chose.
 
I am experimenting with tying a noose to the ceiling fan. think I almost have it figured out. I'm going to arrange all my funkos in a sort of pyramid and then throw myself off if the DDOS continues. I will make sure to call some random dumbass beforehand and hit play on a moody spotify playlist right before the rope crushes my neck.
 
Would it be wrong or would it be right?
If I took my life tonight, chances are that I might
Mutilation out of sight
And I’m contemplating suicide…
 
I'm dead now and a ghost

You did this twitter

You killed me. You are responsible for my death. I would haunt you but I don't like looking at repulsive faggots
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There he is. He had such a long and happy life ahead of him: so many more beams of sunlight to sit in, so many more bowls of food to eat, so many more bugs to swat. And now he's fucking dead. How long will the terrible hate site known as Twitter.com be allowed to spread their evil harassment?
 
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