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Mein Alias Posted at 9:43 pm on Jan. 7, 2009
Though, I don't try to be. I know for a fact that my cravings to harass people into tears is sub-conscience because I have been doing it since I was eleven to role playing communities. I don't know why, but for some reason the thing that makes me the happiest is seeing you unhappy. I've been permanently banned from so many forums it's almost impossible to count them. I've been banned on so many game servers for saying the word "nigger" after repeated warnings, simply because I find it hilarious people are so easily offended. However, there is a downside to these short-lived bursts of joy I get from pissing people off; I end up alone.

I have disgruntled every single person I have ever encountered in my entire life through various means. The people who I am close with generally can withstand my barrage, but even then that's limited. I would like to stop being an ass, and I have tried. When a modification to a game came out that I liked, I joined up in their community and decided I was going to be "nice" and "contributing." This failed miserably. After a week or two of turning the other cheek to the sheer obliviousness of other people I ended up attacking everyone for being the retards that they are.

For the people who really annoy me, but aren't annoyed in return, I stalk them. I've found myself collecting personal information on people who I find just out of my reach. My memory is terrible, yet I can recall almost everything I know about two certain people. I know where they live, how old they are, their profession, their hobbies, their friends, their enemies, and other tidbits of information that you would not suspect a close friend to care about. Every once in a while I am able to cleverly turn this hoard of personal information into the ultimate weapon, completely demolishing someone into a sobbing heap. And I love that moment especially.

My question to you would be: Why am I like this?

Oh, by the way, the thing that makes me go into a frenzy over anything else is Apple and the morons that use their shitty products like retarded guided sheep, herded by Jobs into the pen and force-fed this shit through a bendy straw. God damn.

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lalacakes Posted at 9:54 pm on Jan. 7, 2009
no one cares
Precarious Posted at 9:45 pm on Jan. 7, 2009
you might be a troll but this is far from being a troll topic
ocho cinco Posted at 9:44 pm on Jan. 7, 2009
interesting
S K A Posted at 9:43 pm on Jan. 7, 2009
troll troll trolliee troll!
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