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extreme scapegoating

ARe you eady to have m fdeaht on your hands you ****ing scum

this is PUSSY SHIT compared to what I'm about to do

Want more? Okay, let's do this, Bash. This is all online. I'm going to hack this arm to ****ing pieces. Let's do this. Let'a ****IGN DO THIS

Those are minor flesh wounds from a blunt knife. I'm going to remove razor blades from some shavers and go at it. Right down the line. Nobody is around to call the ambulance. Go ahead. Bait me one more time.

Come on. Let's do this. You and me. Tell me to do it. Bait me. I'm ready. You've pushed me this far. God's telling me he wants me to die. God says you'll do it. He's been telling me for weeks. Make the choice, Bashar Teg, Angel of Death.

well that's a lot to unpack, cause it's all of it, all of that needs to **** off but im just words on the internet. we never talked, mainly cause i don't talk to anyone really, but i love ya and i always appreciated your you-ness and i don't like seeing you like this and i wish i could help you not feel the way you feel but after everything that unfolded tonight bud, it starts from within, stop hating yourself.

Come on, you ****ing pussy. Let me show you what a real 'scapegoat' looks like.

Come on, Bash. You know you want me to die. Tell me to do it. You already literally have my blood on your hands. Finish the job, you ****ing pussy. You ****ing wimp. Tell my tranny ass to kill myself like you want to.

My parents took my serious knife away from me after I attempted suicide on Christmas so sadly no combat knife wounds. But I have these lovely dirty disposable razors to do the job.

COME ON, BASH. LET'S GO. STOP ****ING AROUND AND TELL ME WHAT I SHOULD DO. You started this, you know you want me to die, God has told me you're here to kill me, God wants me to die, he's told me every single ****ing night and every ****ing day, just FINISH THE JOB AND STOP BEING SUCH A PUSSY

a wellness call would probably be a good idea. I haven't the ability, but perhaps someone else here does.

I'm not a pussy. I'm ready for this. I'm ready to die. Are you ready? Come on. Stop ****ing around.

Originally posted by Bashar Teg
a wellness call would probably be a good idea. I haven't the ability but perhaps someone else here does.

You want me to die. Just tell me to finish it. YOU STARTED THIS, NOW FINISH IT. Put your money where your mouth is, you coward.

You have been preaching for my death since I came out as trans. Now the moment of glory comes, and you back away all of a sudden? You ****ing coward.

Oh, funny thing about those razors, they're clogged with hair from shaving my legs. Because as Bash will tell you, I'm not a woman, just a ****ing disgusting faking tranny. A drag queen, playing dress-up, wearing women's clothes.

You did this, Bash. You put this seed in my head. You pushed me and pushed me. You want me to die, NOW TELL ME TO ****ING FINISH IT YOU ****ING COWARD

Look me in the eyes, Bash. Look at me. Just another faking drag queen tranny trap. Is this what you wanted? Yes, it is. You know it is. Well, you got it. So finish it.

Coward. You haven't got the guts the finish what you started. I do. I'm waiting. I could do it in a second.

You don't think I know what you and God talk about? You don't think I know why you're here? You must think I'm mad. Hah.

You know what? I'm happy. happy that you were there to show me that I'm not a real woman and just a faking draq queen. You were RIGHT. And now you're backing out? You ****ing loser.