my singular talent is the manufacture of provocative shitposts.
It's a curse, like being the hulk but instead of turning green and swole I make everyone around me miserable.
These shitposts come to me in dreams, while I sleep.
Here's a selection of my intrusive Discourse Thoughts.
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(I thought videogame Dunkey was black) and that why he's guilty of modern day minstrelry
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Charli XCX tops the charts, Jesy Nelson is nowhere to be seen, once again british WOC are left in the dust
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People with Dwarfism are cheating the state out of vital tax funds by purchasing children's clothes (we need that V.A.T.)
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It's ableist to ask me to respect your personal space
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Taylor Swift is the Queer Icon of our generation
Is there a medicine I can take to stop having these corrosive thoughts?