That Moment- Don’t Feed The Trolls
That moment of “Why is this smutty whatnot female trying to mock and follow me?” I don’t like their kind they’re aholes. I don’t deal with Karen’s, Becky’s, Kens, Jezebels, Witchcraft beings, predatory beings, none. They’re less than nothing to me. They’re not my kind, I cringe and want nothing to do with them every day they come at me. We are not in any way connected or anything else. They need to leave me alone and cease lurking through my things to pick it apart, to yammer everything I post as theirs making up melodramatic stories about whatnot BS. One would think they’d get tired of being obvious thoroughly disliked based on their harassment, shown annoyance of, blessed out every which way, reported, blocked every single one of those they follow, and having hundreds of reports on them lawfully so. Like I said beings like that I would never even be in the same space or room as. I like my own kind they are not it period. We aren’t connecting, communicating, nothing. Personally I’m beyond sick of having to deal with them and their harassing loser trolls online. Cringing Sycophant type.
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