I’ve always seemed to appear to be a perfect target for people trying to troll dumb young-mega-fangirls. It hurts that I had issues with being gullible in my youth and its similar feelings now when people try to aggravate me online by assuming I’m stupid. Especially when, when I WAS stupid, there was a full year of falling into traps of extreme ‘trolling’ from my stalker troll ex-boyfriend and a schizophrenic pagan I met. Those however are stories of another day and time in my life and not online. I’ve learned much.
I uh hate to break it to ya buddy but not every SPG fan is a suicidal weaboo?
do you even know what the word ‘rapist’ means? Are you the weaboo troll I’ve been looking for all my life?
"baby, don’t keep me waiting on this memory!"
christPierre, I’m taking it you like Moskeeter’s work as much I do?
Reading this fic was like spooning smooth mouthfuls of velevety warm custard pudding. Yes indeed.
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finally conscious enough to actually do some drawing! come for the art, stay for the commentary from lockwiththehorns.