KILL YOURSELF FENTANYL SANDWICH I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL SHOOT YOU

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Post this on the walls of the 12 prettiest transgirls you know
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this is quite frankly uncalled-for.

I want you to know, with every fiber of my being, with every atom that makes up the core of who I am, that I hate you—deeply, profoundly, endlessly, and in ways that words can scarcely capture but that I will nonetheless attempt to express because the depth of my love demands it. You are, in every conceivable way, a source of darkness and suffering and anguish in my life, and I want nothing more than for you to live a life that is as short, depressing and filled with pain and suffering as humanly possible—nay, as universally possible, for even the vast emptiness of the vacuum of space, in its distant nothingness, could not exist as pitifully as the life I envision for you. I want you to wake up each morning feeling the cruel and heavy carcass of my heart on your shoulders and the harsh promise of a new day filled with suffering, to feel the world’s anguish as you step into it, knowing that you are hated, ridiculed, and so deeply, irreversibly despised.

I want you to live a life where your tears rings out like music to my ears, where your anguish multiplies like ripples in a pond, and where your joy, should it ever come, meet a swift demise, crushed always by the unwavering knowledge that I am here for your pain, that I will always be here to mock you, and that my hate for you is as enduring as the ocean and as unyielding as the mountains. I want you to die, to truly die, to experience the vast, kaleidoscopic depths of my hatred in all its messy, unpredictable glory, to chase your fears with the same passion that ignites your spirit, and to find suffering in the quiet moments that remind you of the infinite agony in simply being. I hate you—I hate you with a hate that defies time, logic, and reason, a hate that is at once a quiet whisper and a roaring declaration, a hate that simply is, and I want, with every ounce of my heart and soul, for you to live the shortest, saddest, most pathetic life imaginable.

wtf.