none of you noticed I wasn't posting, lol. It felt like an eternity. I had another encounter with that dog cunt. He has started a campaign of blatant bullying against me. I thought this shit only happened in anime and movies. I was riding my bike in a spot I usually ride and he is there walking his dog with his gf as he sometimes does. They keep looking over at me AND I LAND MY FIRST 180!!!!! Right as I land my sick 180 the dog owner cunt's friend (I didn't know who he was at first) approaches me and pretends to admire my bike so I will let him ride it. He is riding it for a minute and I am conversing with him friendly and the dog owner cunt walks over to a table near us and sits. The guy on my bike starts making retard normie insults asking me if I fuck dogs and saying stuff like "it would be a shame if something happened to it(my bike)" which reveals him to be friends with the dog owner cunt. He doesn't steal my bike or anything, I grab it when he is close to me and he lets me take it back.
I start talking to the dog owner cunt very serious-like, keep in mind I still have subhuman confrontation skills because I have had little social interaction in my life, so I probably sounded like a pussy. I tell him I was joking before and ask him why he was so bothered by me. This is when in my opinion he reveals himself to be a terrible person. He completely ignores my questions and continues with his mantra of "ur weird" "ur a weird dude" etc whenever I reasonably, calmly and politely question him on why he is being such a complete and utter cunt who is more and more deserving of a painful death by the second. He accuses me of riding there and not leaving because I saw him and I counter that this is a spot I always ride. In reality he is kind of right. Although that is a spot I usually ride, I probably stuck around longer because I wanted a confrontation with him so I could question him seriously and defuse his cuntery. He tells me "you're not supposed to be here" as if it's some old western movie ("geddouta town!"). He mentions the incident with my suitemate from last semester (not sure how he knows) and told me to stop harassing people. He tells me that he "told the whole camp" about me as if I should be scared or embarrassed or something (more on this in a bit). I tell him he is the worst person I have ever met. The whole time his friend who was riding my bike is just watching us and eventually he is like "I don't think this convo is going anywhere I wanna eat" and they leave. As they leave I call him a piece of shit.
In the moment I was just thinking about what a terrible guy he was, but as soon as he left I felt an immense rush, a euphoria that I suspect is what cocaine feels like. This is an email I wrote right when I got back to my room to the lady I had to meet with after the roommate incident who I keep in touch with. I'm pretty sure it was blocked though.
This smirking normie retard had just strengthened my case against him ten-fold. He got his friends to harass me ("the whole camp knows about you"). I literally had someone I didn't know ask me in the dining hall if I said something about a dog. Not sure if this guy was related but later that night when I was riding around near that place, I had a random guy give me an incredibly dirty look and he even looked over his shoulder as I passed. The next day as I was biking to class a random guy pointed at me and mentioned something about dogs. He told everyone he knew. And for what? My dire grievance against him was trolling him by telling him I was going to eat his dog in response to him, and he did not relent a centimeter after I tried to make nice with him. He has undeniably proven himself to be a bullying jackass. He has thoroughly proven his malicious nature. Most importantly, he can no longer act like an innocent guy who was victimized by my """"""harassment"""""" and had to report me from to the university for help. He is a piece of shit, and he will be revealed as such.
I don't actually understand what his fucking problem is. I don't believe he was actually that offended/bothered by what I said to him. He knew I wasn't fucking serious, he just didn't like that I was "weird." Even if he didn't know, I assured him I was joking last night and came off as very nonaggressive. That only leaves the explanation that he is a terrible fucking person that enjoys tormenting others. Then why me? Do I look like an easy target being "a weird dude" as he says? My old RA did say I look about 12, I do look young and non intimidating. Most disturbingly of all, how can such a piece of shit human being have friends and a gf? I hate that guy's entire demographic. Young men are quick to aggressiveness and are boundlessly cruel.
I hate to admit that his campaign against me actually fucked with me. Not for his moronic assumption that I would be embarrassed that he told everyone about me like I am some anime character, but I am nervous about my bike possibly getting harmed. I am paranoid of every look I get, especially around the area where he would have told people about me. This afternoon after the guy pointed at me, I actually went back to my dorm and brought out my skateboard instead, in case someone followed me and fucked with my bike after I locked it up. I was late to class because of it. I'll be sure to mention every detail of his cunty actions when I have my meeting. I have made notes so I don't forget anything. If I still get punished for this and nothing happens to him, there is no justice in this world, and god is dead and I may be too.
After the high wore off and I prepared my character evisceration of this dog owner cunt, I fell back into despair. The injustices have piled up so much. It is fucking twisted that this cunt is being presented as a victim of my actions. With this and my already fucked mental state and hopelessness about the future, I have reached a new low. Over the past 2 days I had been thinking more deeply and realistically than ever before about how I would spend my last days. About whether or not I should keep attending class. Realizing that I already don't feel like going to class anymore. Pondering what pleasures I could experience beforehand with the resources I have. I wrote a suicide note. I think I will be back to my baseline level of depression in a week or so but during the worst of it during those 2 days, I did not care whether I would have sui'd over a "petty" reason. It would have been the culmination of a lifetime of shit no matter when I did it, and the final reason doesn't matter anyways. I'll do it if I feel like it.
This shit has completely consumed my thoughts ever since I got that first bs email notifying me that I was reported for harassment. I've never wished harm against someone like this guy. If I was bullied in high school I definitely would have shot it up.
Also I have watched a few of @Grotesque's videos and they are immensely gratifying. He nails cucktear's retardation perfectly and his blackpills are delicious and true.
I start talking to the dog owner cunt very serious-like, keep in mind I still have subhuman confrontation skills because I have had little social interaction in my life, so I probably sounded like a pussy. I tell him I was joking before and ask him why he was so bothered by me. This is when in my opinion he reveals himself to be a terrible person. He completely ignores my questions and continues with his mantra of "ur weird" "ur a weird dude" etc whenever I reasonably, calmly and politely question him on why he is being such a complete and utter cunt who is more and more deserving of a painful death by the second. He accuses me of riding there and not leaving because I saw him and I counter that this is a spot I always ride. In reality he is kind of right. Although that is a spot I usually ride, I probably stuck around longer because I wanted a confrontation with him so I could question him seriously and defuse his cuntery. He tells me "you're not supposed to be here" as if it's some old western movie ("geddouta town!"). He mentions the incident with my suitemate from last semester (not sure how he knows) and told me to stop harassing people. He tells me that he "told the whole camp" about me as if I should be scared or embarrassed or something (more on this in a bit). I tell him he is the worst person I have ever met. The whole time his friend who was riding my bike is just watching us and eventually he is like "I don't think this convo is going anywhere I wanna eat" and they leave. As they leave I call him a piece of shit.
In the moment I was just thinking about what a terrible guy he was, but as soon as he left I felt an immense rush, a euphoria that I suspect is what cocaine feels like. This is an email I wrote right when I got back to my room to the lady I had to meet with after the roommate incident who I keep in touch with. I'm pretty sure it was blocked though.
This smirking normie retard had just strengthened my case against him ten-fold. He got his friends to harass me ("the whole camp knows about you"). I literally had someone I didn't know ask me in the dining hall if I said something about a dog. Not sure if this guy was related but later that night when I was riding around near that place, I had a random guy give me an incredibly dirty look and he even looked over his shoulder as I passed. The next day as I was biking to class a random guy pointed at me and mentioned something about dogs. He told everyone he knew. And for what? My dire grievance against him was trolling him by telling him I was going to eat his dog in response to him, and he did not relent a centimeter after I tried to make nice with him. He has undeniably proven himself to be a bullying jackass. He has thoroughly proven his malicious nature. Most importantly, he can no longer act like an innocent guy who was victimized by my """"""harassment"""""" and had to report me from to the university for help. He is a piece of shit, and he will be revealed as such.
I don't actually understand what his fucking problem is. I don't believe he was actually that offended/bothered by what I said to him. He knew I wasn't fucking serious, he just didn't like that I was "weird." Even if he didn't know, I assured him I was joking last night and came off as very nonaggressive. That only leaves the explanation that he is a terrible fucking person that enjoys tormenting others. Then why me? Do I look like an easy target being "a weird dude" as he says? My old RA did say I look about 12, I do look young and non intimidating. Most disturbingly of all, how can such a piece of shit human being have friends and a gf? I hate that guy's entire demographic. Young men are quick to aggressiveness and are boundlessly cruel.
I hate to admit that his campaign against me actually fucked with me. Not for his moronic assumption that I would be embarrassed that he told everyone about me like I am some anime character, but I am nervous about my bike possibly getting harmed. I am paranoid of every look I get, especially around the area where he would have told people about me. This afternoon after the guy pointed at me, I actually went back to my dorm and brought out my skateboard instead, in case someone followed me and fucked with my bike after I locked it up. I was late to class because of it. I'll be sure to mention every detail of his cunty actions when I have my meeting. I have made notes so I don't forget anything. If I still get punished for this and nothing happens to him, there is no justice in this world, and god is dead and I may be too.
After the high wore off and I prepared my character evisceration of this dog owner cunt, I fell back into despair. The injustices have piled up so much. It is fucking twisted that this cunt is being presented as a victim of my actions. With this and my already fucked mental state and hopelessness about the future, I have reached a new low. Over the past 2 days I had been thinking more deeply and realistically than ever before about how I would spend my last days. About whether or not I should keep attending class. Realizing that I already don't feel like going to class anymore. Pondering what pleasures I could experience beforehand with the resources I have. I wrote a suicide note. I think I will be back to my baseline level of depression in a week or so but during the worst of it during those 2 days, I did not care whether I would have sui'd over a "petty" reason. It would have been the culmination of a lifetime of shit no matter when I did it, and the final reason doesn't matter anyways. I'll do it if I feel like it.
This shit has completely consumed my thoughts ever since I got that first bs email notifying me that I was reported for harassment. I've never wished harm against someone like this guy. If I was bullied in high school I definitely would have shot it up.
Also I have watched a few of @Grotesque's videos and they are immensely gratifying. He nails cucktear's retardation perfectly and his blackpills are delicious and true.
