I don’t understand what psychiatric ward you fucking donkeys have been getting your wisdom from: But there obviously was more in February 2013 that was dissolved.
Anything that had to do with the freak show so to say, and boy, did the locals here have their big brains open back then, right? The only thing they could think of was hiring some fucking idiot to yell and scream a bit. And obviously I never returned.
Not because of big, lofty psychological lunacy (again, seriously, what kindergarten books do you have to read to be supposedly capable of staffing your universities anyway?!), but because of the fucking fact that you’re fucking insane. For if you hadn’t noticed yet:
I know who this person called 君穎 is. In fact, as mentioned colloquially before, we’d both even been to that place back in the day! The reception was not too great.
Everyone knew already to begin with, which originally was fine with me. But hey, the moral hazards truly are everywhere, aren’t they?
In February 2013 you also already knew. Everyone knew. You were also very well aware of the fact that maybe, just maybe you should not be in the business of conducting extremely shitty medical garbage.
But paying responsibility is only something you have to enforce upon others using lofty psychological bullshit, right? I mean, who of you is going to do anything wrong anyway. Looking at what happened it surely must have been me who is completely lunatic anyway.
And on top of that let’s be honest, you fucking donkeys have only been repeating the same 2 sentences on and offline the 5 times we had an interaction after 2013.
What do you think I am, retarded? Why don’t you just fucking pay up and fuck off?
Trust me, if you don’t pay you’re gonna be in for even better stuff.
Wanna bet?
Who the fuck are you fucking freaks anyway? The only thing I regret about that particular day anyway is that after fucking prepared nonsense aka. fake shit I was more ready than ever to sleep. But hey, duty called.
And fuck you, I will never regret that I woke up for that.
And fuck you all.
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I was really tired. In fact, I was so tired, that I was staying on the left side instead of the right side and trust me I prefer the right side. But it wouldn’t matter anyway I guess or so or something. I mean that really never happens. But who cares. You had and still have your an army of donkeybrains armed with kindergartenpsychiologybooks. One truly has to go down to their level and then…just watch them display their own fucking stupidity.
You did not seriously believe you were going to be able to repair this, right? You won’t be, and neither do you care anyway. Seventeen years of that crap equals seventeen years of that crap. End of story.
