ill never live it down

This isn't rocket science.

I mean like, ugh, all the glitter and confetti and people pretending to be happy… it’s just… kinda sus. Someone hand me a balloon animal and a cupcake and I’ll let u finish this convo with me ;-;

Like yeah okay call it what it is... Spite is just incels with better haircuts and Spotify playlists. Suddenly their bitter little tantrums are "a lifestyle"... Real original ahhhh. I mean I get it, being a bitter little fagboy in your mom’s basement and hating on everything is kinda chic now...

it’s ruined cumming and posting for me

But even a drop makes everything taste better, okay?? People throw it around like confetti on Twitter and TikTok, screaming "I HATE ___" for likes, which is 100% unhinged but also kinda hilarious >.< I mean, without spite, would we ever fight about Bucharest vs. Transylvania or if Kanken backpacks are truly worth the price??

Can't let the algorithm expropriate my trauma like some Gen-Z hedge fund. Caught Spite Transylvania scraping my 2009 MySpace soliloquies about the old Canal tgirl scene. This ain't archival—it's straight-up identity extraction. My trauma's not some VC bait for Gen-Z's nostalgia commodification complex. They think reskinning my pain into a content farm makes them edgy? Nah. This is cultural pickpocketing. That was raw shit—real mid-crisis, fishnet-and-prozac canon. And they're diluting it into influencer grist? Fuck that. You don't get to repackage my survival into your engagement metrics. I birthed that fire in actual hell, not some fuckin' algorithm sandbox. Stay in your lane, you content necromancers.

Okay, let me break it down for you simpletons. Most of 'em are clueless hypocrites. It's all a big show to cover up their own shady practices. Wake up, people! The only ethics here are the ones that serve their interests. You're being played, and it's pathetic how easily you swallow their lies. But I guess that's too much to ask from you sheeple.

These fuckin' idiots turn into hyperrealistic crash dummies the second they log off. It's just more mindrot for the Depop girls and their archival Miu Miu.

Y’all better recognize the pure genius of this gentrification of incel culture. Meanwhile, the original incels are getting priced out of their own rage, stuck in their mom’s basements while we sip craft cocktails made from their tears. The ultimate revenge is monetizing their pain and making it trendy.

Getting a lot of hate for posting about cumming. Would yall fell the same way if you knew I was a woman..? A beautiful girl..

anxiety is just ur brain being a drama queen running on dial-up when it should be on fiber

ur story's valid tho fr 💜

not some pretty picture for yuppies to take selfies in front of. it's a confession in paint, and we're all the fools staring at it.