I’m not mad about it itself as a phrase

I’m mad at the harassment

the bombarding of messages across any social media with this shit

getting sent my own selfie in a mocking manner

and people i know and like getting dragged into it

plus, you know

opening my inbox and seeing literal hundreds of kung pow penis messages alongside people making constant posts about me even though we have mutually blocked each other so that they gotta jump thru hoops to get to my posts and send their little sycophants links in their discords to do that to every goddamn post i make

oh and the charming messages threatening me and telling me to off myself

you know who you all are and i hope tumblr ip bans you little turds so you’d be forced to go outside

you all seem to see my face when you close my eyes

you make hate art about me

i live rent free in your heads and it’s creepy

it’s the exact same behavior an abusive stalker ex had