I am op. I am a huge fucking faggot. Since age six I was gay. When my mother and father found out, they threatened to evict me. I told them that it was a prank, just a social experiment. They believe me. Ever since, I have been in hiding from the secret police of 4chan. If I were to be outed as a huge faggot, I would surely be hanged. I am obviously in middle school or even elementary school. I wish I wasn’t a faggot. I have to eat my dog’s shit for survival. He
then eats my shit. It goes like this until the poop runs out of nutrients. Then I go to Mcdonalds and ask for some ketchup. Rinse, repeat. Day in, day out. I eat the ketchup and get to work molding dildos and fucking myself in the ass
with the dildos. Why does no one love me? Oh right, it’s because I’m a huge faggot. I should stop posting YLYL threads. Why don’t ya kill yourself you petty piece of shit? I dropped a tab of acid the other day and I am still
tripping. I don’t know what’s wrong. After hours of research I have come to only one conclusion: The acid is as much of a faggot as I am and it wants to stay with me forever. My dog and the acid are all I have left. Why, God, why? It’s okay though. My dog fucks me with its inch long red rocket. That’s not enough. I need more length. I go to gay bars but no one there is as faggoty as me. What will I ever do? Should I kill my dog and eat it? No…. That’ll never do. I need the sex. The acid also jerks me off while I get fucked by my dog. I also jerk the acid off. It’s really neat. I’d be a really neat guy if it weren’t for my autism and faggotry. But then again, that is all of me. I am 100% an autistic faggot. There is no human in me. All I do is post YLYL threads on 4chan. All i do is post YLYL threads and having sex with drugs and my dog. Where did it all go wrong? When I was born. I ride the short bus everyday to school.
They all make fun of me and my fedora. I am OP. This was my story. I am the definition of gigantic faggotry.