You know how I’ve been dithering about deleting Twitter for ages now?
I finally snapped a few hours ago. I was, as I think I’ve said more than once on here, only really there for a handful of friends who haven’t left for whatever reason (and I’m not going to blame them for that), I don’t post much any more, but tonight I was on the “for you” page to see something other than the usual follows and frankly it just kept throwing up so much Trumpeter triumphalism that it pushed me over the edge at last, and I realised it would be easier to just delete the cunt of a thing than to block all of them individually.
15 years’ worth gone in an instant. Most of that time before Oolong was nice, too. But no more. I hate that. I hate Oolong. I wish him a lifetime of nothing but pain and agony and suffering.
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