Manifesto (2)

1 Name: キタ━━━━━━━━( ・∀・)━━━━━━━━!!!! [Del]

This one's for the outcasts.

The NEETs, the virgins, the late transitioners, the funposters, the porn addicts, the autists, the cucks, the pedophiles, the misogynists, the spammers, the racists, the hapas, the radical feminists, the furries, the hideously ugly, the retarded, the bereaved, the scat fetishists, the gay men who hate hook ups, the jilted and recently divorced. This is for the homeless, the directionless, the loveless, the jobless.

This is for everybody who's ever hated everybody. This is for the people who can't imagine being alive in three years. This is for the folks who always felt alone. This is for those who will leave nothing behind.

I'm not here to tell you things will get better. I'm not here to tell you you have potential. I'm here to tell you that you matter.

Even though we never met, we all suffered. For many of us life was hell. We cried and we hid it. We were lonely and friendless in a world of lonely, friendless people, and we met nobody.

It's fucking sad. I really wish it wasn't like this. I wish people didn't have friends or enemies, and everybody was kind to everybody. I wish I changed and I wish all of you changed. I wish I found another person like myself and made them happy.

But I didn't. I won't. I've given up, like many of you have given up. And I'm sorry. I'm sorry because nobody deserves to suffer the way I suffered, and I couldn't save anyone. I barely tried.

You don't have to be funny, or intelligent, or kind. Suffering is enough. Everybody suffers so everybody is important. Don't spit on that and don't sneer. This is brotherhood between men and the grace of God. This is the noblest thing in the universe.

I accept all of you. I love all of you

Thank you for living. I'm glad you were here with me.

2 Name: キタ━━━━━━━━( ・∀・)━━━━━━━━!!!! [Del]

This one's for the poopers.

The shitters, the constipated, the IBS diagnosed, the shitposters, the diarrhea addicts, the anti-pissers, the restroom-scent-providers, the toilet cloggers, the poop journalists, the spammers, the doodiemen, the ambitious poopers, the poop professionals, the efficient poopers, the bathroom dwellers, the gastroenterologists, the rushing-to-the-bathroom poopers, the scat fetishists, the pooping men who hate pissers, the gassy and recently passed bowel movements. This is for the pissless, the urineless, the peeless, the brotherhood.

This is for everybody who's ever pooped. This is for the people who can't imagine pissing in three years. This is for the folks who always felt pressure in their stomachs. This is for those who leave nothing behind.

I'm not here to tell you you will poop more. I'm not here to tell you you have to piss. I'm here to tell you that you smell.

Even though we never pissed, we all pooped. For many of us pissing is hell. We pooped and we loved it. We were pooping and farting in a world of pooping, farting people, and we never pissed.

It's fucking amazing. I really wish I pooped more. I wish people didn't have urethrae or bladders, and everybody was pooping on everybody. I wish I pooped constantly and I wish all of you pooped constantly. I wish I found another person who produces similar poop to myself and made them happy.

But I didn't. I won't. I've pooped alone, like many of you have. And I'm sorry. I'm sorry because nobody deserves to poop the way I pooped, and I couldn't poop with anyone. I barely tried.

You don't have to be pissing, or pissed, or pissy. Pooping is enough. Everybody poops so everybody is important. Don't piss on that and don't sneer. This is brotherhood between poopers and the grace of God. This is the poopiest thing in the universe.

I accept all of you. I love all of you

Thank you for pooping. I'm glad you were here in the bathroom with me.

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