go offline you weeb scum

The dude two comments below me is Gay

I have crippling doubts about myself and my well being, please help me this isnt a meme nor is this a joke. there is no camera, i just need someone to talk to please help.

During my time in the Vietnam war I saw women get raped and my best friend get shot beside me and eaten by myself. I took heroin by the adam’s apple and was sexually assaulted by a band of gorillas. Every day I woke up in a trench with a needle in my throat and a gorilla up my ass each day I shot the head off a filthy communist jew I hope they burn in whichever religion they come from. Praise Satan. Everyday I watch reynads stream I had served 97% of my military time and I knew I was going to die soon. Then I saw it. The code TEMPO and the side of his screen. I used it to get 3% off my time in Vietnam and was shipped back to Reynad's basement where I was safe and the only thing up my ass was Reynad's buttplugs. I knew I was happy now I have PTSD and terminal diabetes cancer I know that I have I have pleased the immortal lord Reynad, and thats all that matters...
This is my Vietnam story

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You're so ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ cute and sweet. I'd take you to some fancy restaurant, than take a long romantic walk with you, holding hands and talking about philosophy, art and dreams. Then I'd invite you to my home and ravage your hot ass for hours, and forcing my ♥♥♥♥ up your throat so you choked on both the throbbing ♥♥♥♥ and your own rectal juice. I'd then proceed to ♥♥♥ on your cute innocent face. Then, as the ultimate love gift, I'd carry you in my arms to the tub and let my piss wash away the semen and last dignity from you. I'd wisper "I love you" and give you a tender smile, and cut your throat from ear to ear with a knife. Covered in your own warm blood, you'd look straight into my very soul, forgiving, understanding. A bubble from blood and saliva would burst between your lips, then you'd die. After some additional lovemaking, I'd stuff you into a bin bag. Three weeks later, some playing children will find your mutilated and desecrated body in the forest.