In which Eron Gjoni blames his ex for the members of the movement he started threatening to rape women, as though that’s a natural consequence of cheating on someone, as though writing forty pages about the fallout in your four month relationship and spreading it around online to intentionally turn people against your ex is a sane and normal thing to do.
Number of twitter rape threats that were actually carried out in real life: 0
Because that makes it okay, obviously.
How are you communicating with us from 2011, the last time “rustling jimmies” was a relevant phrase?
Don’t you have a vape pen or gas station pipe you should be smoking right now, somewhere far away from my blog?
Don’t make a public blog if you don’t want the public to reply.
You can reply all day and night if you feel like it. I’m just sayin you’re a joke who is gonna have a hard time functioning in adult society, especially when you (I assume) adorn the unbaked loaf of bread you call a face with the type of smug grin that reads to the rest of us as a scarlet letter N, for “huge fuckin Nerd”
I’d ask how it feels to be so alone but I don’t actually care.