update post
tl;dr fuck you to a few people who made me want to kill myself. I’m done.
Hello followers,
I made this account a few years ago as a joke to look at some dumb memes and see what my friends were posting about and talking about. Throughout the past few years, I’ve enjoyed using this little hellsite and engaging in some nice discourse, but lately, it’s just become more and more toxic and I honestly can’t do it anymore.
To those of you who know what this is about, please stop talking about me behind my back, it hurts. To those of you who are involved in this, please just leave me alone, I’m done with each and every one of you. If you weren’t there for me at the worst point of my life (or you directly caused it), I’m never going to talk to you again, and I know that I’ll be better off for it.
To those of you directly involved in this, if you aren’t one of about three of the people who I still am able to call my best friends, fuck you. From the bottom of my heart, fuck you. You hurt me in a way that I didn’t think I could hurt again. I truly hope you’re happy with yourselves, cause I promise that I’m never speaking to any of you again. The people who I called my best friends for literal years ended up having secret tumblrs, talking about me about my back (even though it was mostly lies), and lying directly to my face. The one time I try to protect myself and my own self-interests is the time that I lose everyone close to me.
I’m so much better without all of you, and to complete my journey of self-betterment, I’m going to log off and not log back on. This is it boys, my final post.
It was fun while it lasted,
-Danielle M. Cook
