Cheesecake

People are fucking tired of this shit. They're tired of the name-calling. The tantrums. The playing with soyjaks and Harry Potter and Star Wars dolls. The sexually charged fixations on streamers and Twitter accounts that hurt your feelings. The crybully shit that nobody buys because you're fundamentally violent and angry people who never even hide it. You're fucking losers. You're fundamentally unpopular losers who believed that your Twitter engagement represented a nationally popular ideology and went on a humiliating ego trip for the last two years. Shitting your pants over and over and then announcing it was a W when people pointed out the smell. The country is sick of you, and the world is sick of you. Your Twitter numbers do not mean shit. It's time to accept that it's over and go out and form real connections with real people. Or go on being the village idiots.