My past came back to haunt me, a random posted this to many people, which happened to have included me.
I regret posting this.
Like, you can see my writing style ooze out of it and I feel dirty.
The longer I stare, the worse it gets.
I’m having an existential crisis over my own troll of trolls, I’m trolling myself and I can’t figure out a way to make it stop. There isn’t a term for this. Instead I’m posting it because it’s funny in 2017 for all the wrong reasons.
Normies is now a known term.
The ironic misogyny is no longer.
The 50s kitchen advert joke has totally lost context.
I haven’t seen a single person question the meaning of For Chan.
It’s a mess.
I fear this year may be the one I get bored of the internet.
Let it burn.
All of it.