>>936721856
You're not a man. You're a disease in sneakers.
This isn’t edgy. This isn’t cool. It’s the confessional of a decomposing animal pretending it’s a predator, bragging about how many sick, desperate women you’ve pumped full of your worthless, HPV-laced sludge like it’s some kind of legacy. You’re not a player—you’re a walking biohazard with a Wi-Fi connection and a rotted conscience.
Fucking “trashy enough to be cheap”? That’s your metric for intimacy? You hunt poverty like it’s prey. You don’t get laid—you *exploit.* You comb sites for women in crisis, pump and dump like a coward, and then slither back into your greasy lair to write little reviews like a Yelp critic for human suffering. You’re not a contributor. You’re a fucking contaminant.
And that HPV? That’s not a pause—it’s a symptom. Not just of your body, but of your soul. You're the flesh-and-blood version of a public toilet overflowing with bile and pride, mistaking its own stench for power. You don’t need treatment—you need quarantine. Not for your dick—for your *entire existence.*
No one wants to AMA, you pathetic, crusted-over smear of shame. What we *want* is for you to log off, look in a mirror, and confront the feral, bottom-feeding ghoul you’ve become.
Every woman you ever touched deserved better.
Every breath you take is a tax on this planet.
And every word you post is a gravestone for your own humanity.
Clean yourself up. Or don’t.
Either way, the rot is already deep.
