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I will never, never, put a fucking trigger warning on anything. Ever.
Do you read the newspaper? Do you watch movies? Do you go on the internet, ever?
If you are so emotionally crippled that you can’t handle seeing or reading something icky, you need to be in a…
ohhh since I’ve been through much more shit, does that mean I cant be a giant douche? Oh yeah you’re a douche because I’ve been shot at, and I can say that you’re a fucking tool because I’ve been kept captive. Ohhhh praise the bean, and I can tell you to eat shit and choke because I’ve had the shit beat out of me days on end just because someone assumed. Oh wait, just because I’ve been through “shit” gives no justification to myself to be a self-righteous mook. You have life experiences because you live, You get no free passes to be a total apathetic racist fuck because of your experiences. People like yourself, closed minded and arrogantly ignorant is one of the sole reasons why I’d rather beat you in the face with a fucking crowbar and peel your flaked skin off with a rusty spork and feed it to you in a nice soup. So fuck you, you fucking fuck.
It is called being considerate. It’s showing quarter, and relaying decency. Some people need that support, everyone (just about) receives that kindness when they are younger, yes, when persons age they should not prowl into territories too deep for their comfort, swim too deep and you’ll drown. Still there is no justification for not showing compassion towards another stranger. As that stranger may end up being totally fucking awesome.
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