Ponce de Le0n posted:

doctor 7 posted:

I'm Crap posted:

His WoW forums username was Ramsay Bolton, so that might be a clue to his favourite GoT character. I think, I mean I'm not sure

Costello Jello posted:

I remember when his manifesto came out, and I was really busy, but I just wanted to peek at it, and then I couldn't put it down and just spent the rest of the afternoon getting my mind blown with levels of patheticness that I never dreamed were possible.

The amount of cringe-laughing this guy produced, holy poo poo. Larry David will never make another season of Curb Your Enthusiasm now. "It's over. The genre is finished. There's nowhere left to go now."

Tautologicus posted:

wait holy poo poo he wrote a 141 page manifesto. reading now, for as long as i can stand. this kid was one humorless motherfucker

http://abclocal.go.com/three/kabc/kabc/My-Twisted-World.pdf if anyone cares

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When the time came, I decided to get up at 4:00 a.m. to prepare. To my dismay, I noticed that my father set an alarm on the front door. I was planning to run away at 6:00 a.m., when the garbage truck arrived, because the noise from the truck would mask any noise I make while leaving. The alarm, however, would definitely alert father and Soumaya. I got too nervous and abandoned that idea. Instead, I waited until everyone woke up and had breakfast. My plan was ruined by the alarm, and I had
to come up with a new plan fast! I had little time left. I innocently told father I wanted to go on a small walk before the departure, and as soon as I exited the front door, I bolted at full speed. It was hasty, butI had to do something. I didn’t think father would catch on to my deception so quickly... After only
clearing one block, I looked behind my shoulder and saw father chasing after me. All of my hope collapsed then and there, and I lost all of the fight in me. I stopped running and put my head down in defeat. Soumaya came in the car minutes later, and they both took me home. The plan failed. I was going to Morocco.

Tautologicus posted:

lol

Tautologicus posted:

this kid was one humorless motherfucker

Jack Gladney posted:

the killer's facebook friend who posted a burn on his facebook page right after the story broke.

THS posted:

be careful dude the abyss stares back

Jack Gladney posted:

Between that and listening to his sister gently caress that dude, the kid had a really bad history with doors. No surprise one defeated him in the end.

Did he ever write anything about jerking off? He was such a narcissist he'd probably believe he invented it.

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I found out that my mother was actually dating Jack, the wealthy man who owned the Malibu beach house. I always thought he was only her friend. My mother never told me or my sister about any men that she dated. She always kept that strictly private. I hadn’t even met Jack yet. He was worth well over $500 million, and he owned other
mansions in Bel Air and Beverly Hills. When I found out about this, I started to harbor the hope that my mother will get married to this man, and I will be part of a rich family. That will definitely be a way out of my miserable and insignificant life. Money would solve everything. I started to frequently ask my mother to seek marriage with this man, or any wealthy man for that matter. She always adamantly refused, and demanded that I stopped talking about it. She told me that she never wanted to get married again after her experience with my father. I told her that she should sacrifice her well-being for the sake of my happiness, but this only offended her further.

Costello Jello posted:

What was the burn?

Costello Jello posted:

At one point, he's living at home and stewing over his virginity like always, and he decides that THIS summer he's going to do something about it. So his plan is literally to walk out his house and spend the whole day walking up and down the sidewalks around his neighborhood hoping to run into a girl. He does this for weeks, and eventually passes a girl on the street and they pass by without saying anything, and he goes home and cries and cries and cries. Because he apparently literally thought that how you get a girl is to walk past them on the sidewalk without saying anything to them, and somehow that's enough to get a girl to jump your bones. It's amazing.

Quickscope420dad posted:

The closing line of the whole thing:

"I will punish everyone. And it will be beautiful. Finally, at long last, I can show the world my true
worth."

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I spent New Year’s Eve alone and miserable, just like the previous year. And the year before that, for that matter. It was the last day my WoW account was active, and I logged onto WoW just for that occasion. I angrily had arguments with random people online who I saw bragging about their girlfriends. I spewed out all of my hatred towards them, but they were only amused. It was a very aggravating experience, and it made me glad that I cancelled my WoW account. There was nowhere I could hide anymore.

Time was ticking, and a New Year was just beginning. I concluded that I had to put more effort into making better use of my time. I made a vow on New Year’s Day that I wouldn’t masturbate until I did something to successfully get one step further in life. Having a high sex drive, I usually masturbated at least every other day. I always fantasized about sex... and the fact that I was unable to have sex made me even more obsessed with it. To stop masturbating for more than three days was a big deal. I lasted seven days. On the seventh day my sexual urges became too overwhelming. My whole body was enveloped in it. I thought about girls every single second, and not having a girl to have sex with was unbearable. I could not even function anymore, so I had to break my commitment. The masturbation session I had after that seven-
day dry spell was astounding. I did my usual fantasizing about having sex with a beautiful, tall blonde-haired girl; but this time I intensified it a lot, and made up a whole story in my mind just to make the experience seem more real. If only it could be real. Some men get to live that fantasy, whereas I could only dream of it. Life is not fair.

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I angrily had arguments with random people online who I saw bragging about their girlfriends. I spewed out all of my hatred towards them, but they were only amused.

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I felt a surge of confidence as I ascended the flight of stairs that led up to the main campus. For my first class, which was history, I had to cross the iconic bridge to the west campus. I tried to feel as confident and sure of myself as possible, thinking that all of the girls I passed were attracted to my appearance. They should be. I spent a lot of time choosing out that shirt and doing my hair.

Solid Poopsnake posted:

Say what you want about Elliot Rodger, but he did allow this .gif to be created:



Which I periodically send to my wife when I'm at work.

E: That is, my wife, who I have had sex with, and who is a woman.

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By the month of April, I had driven to Arizona three more times, making a total of four trips to Arizona in my lifetime, just to buy lottery tickets out of intense desperation, believing it to be my only hope of attaining the life I desire, the life I know I’m worthy of. I kept dreaming of the life I would have
once I won; the beautiful blonde girlfriend, the luxurious mansion with a magnificent view, all of the exotic cars I would drive to impress girls. It gave me hope. It gave me something to live for. That hope was shattered after each attempt. None of the tickets I bought on those trips fulfilled my dreams. The reason I kept going, even after I didn’t win, was because I truly believed I was supposed to win. I wanted to believe it because I wanted something to live for. I needed to have hope. I knew that if I lost all of my hope, I would have nothing to live for but revenge. Any chance of having a happy life would be doomed.

Moridin920 posted:

lol why the gently caress did he drive to Arizona to get lottery tickets didn't that fool know you can get them in CA, too?

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Two new housemates moved into my apartment for the Autumn semester. They were two foreign Asian students who attended UCSB. These were the biggest nerds I had ever seen, and they were both very ugly with annoying voices. My last two housemates, Chris and Jon, were nerds as well, but at least they were friendly and pleasant. These two new ones were utterly repulsive, and one of them had a very rebellious demeanor about him. He went out of his way to start arguments with me whenever I raised the issue of the noise he made. Hell, even living with Spencer was more pleasant than these two idiots. I knew that when the Day of Retribution came, I would have to kill my housemates to get them out of the way. If they were pleasant to live with, I would regret having to kill them, but due to their behavior I now had no regrets about such a prospect. In fact, I’d even enjoy stabbing them both to death while they slept.

ginealgo posted:

Seriously - am i the only one who feels sorry for this kid? I've never met anyone half as screwed up as this without some sort of really depressingly traumatizing past, and i doubt this case is any different.

ginealgo posted:

Seriously - am i the only one who feels sorry for this kid? I've never met anyone half as screwed up as this without some sort of really depressingly traumatizing past, and i doubt this case is any different.

ginealgo posted:

Seriously - am i the only one who feels sorry for this kid? I've never met anyone half as screwed up as this without some sort of really depressingly traumatizing past, and i doubt this case is any different.

not snarky posted:

the brain is pretty complex

Tautologicus posted:

he was handed everything he wanted and needed and still managed to cry for hours over something.

ginealgo posted:

Seriously - am i the only one who feels sorry for this kid? I've never met anyone half as screwed up as this without some sort of really depressingly traumatizing past, and i doubt this case is any different.