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I Don’t Know What It’s Like To Have Friends

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Aileyn once said that I don’t know what it’s like to have (real) friends, unlike Liana Kerzner and her tight friendship with Aileyn as they bonded over an existential argument over the Fantastic Four like appropriate adults, because I didn’t behave in the way Aileyn approved of, behavior which also prompted her to help brainstorm how what I was doing could be classified as (illegal) hate speech because anything Aileyn doesn’t personally approve of is a crime, one she announces with the phrase, “Find your hinge, sir!”

Anyways, here, have a photo:

Of course, don’t expect too much, as Aileyn will most likely, in fucked-up Lianaganda fashion, decide that me trying to “prove so very hard I have ackshual friends!” shows that these two individuals, who have sat through countless long-winded as fuck stories, having been my friends for approximately 19 years are just humoring me.

Nobody with ackshual *pushes up my 🐸 glasses* friends would ever feel the need to post this on the Internet!

Except for the fact that, also observable by Aileyn’s behavior, if it doesn’t exist on the Internet then it simply doesn’t exist because she’s “totally not” a terminally online troll.

And also for the fact that, as unnecessary as it is now, the more people that still cling to Liana’s pile of lies (click here to see how you can lie just like Liana for fun and profit!), the more her droll and monotonous repetitions (it’s like, I don’t know, she’s hoping that “if she says it enough times it’ll be true.”), they still hold just enough rapidly diminishing sway to address.

And besides, I’m not going to be shamed for addressing whatever the fuck I want to address.

If you think this is pathetic, well, that’s on your pathetic spineless narrow-minded cult-like behavior.

In other words, you can fuck right off.

Oh, and, by the way, if you felt harassed (code for offended) by this post, then, I’ll remind you, for you to have read it you, or someone else, had to proactively seek it out since all my social media is shuttered. Cut the fucking bullshit already, it’s übercingé.

You’re just sore your subterfuge didn’t work, not this time, no it didn’t.

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