It’s Cthulu!!!

The thing is, I don’t play mortal kombat. I just have a lot of built up rage, and too much time to think about it, as well as when I try to leave the room for some peace of mind, my bipolar, schizophrenic father follows me into the next room to keep the argument going. He calls me a homosexual, but I’m actually STRAIGHT. He calls me a failure ( I’m smarter than him. ) He has the nerve to accuse me of •trying to poison him • attempting to steal his empty wallet • sassing him ( I’m really just answering his questions) • trying to hack his phone (The Wi-Fi network we use was slow that day) • and causing a scene in public ( I was talking a little loud so he could hear me and so I could express myself. That’s not even one sixteenth of it all!

Chokey chokey, followed by dabbing at his own death.

Yeah, they’re trying to upload transparency.

*nameless reaper walks in, rips away everyone’s soul.
Beats the living sh*t out of their bodies. Then tears their bodies apart in the most violent fashion, snapping their bones like toothpicks and pulls the ribs out one by ONE, EVENTUALLY USING THE RIBS TO CUT OFF THEIR FINGERS AND TOES. PICKS UP THEIR DIDGETS, AND SHOVES THEM DOWN THE THROATS OF THE VICTIMS, BEFORE TURNING THEIR EYES TO MUSH, AND FEEDING THEM THEIR OWN EYES AS A SOUP! FINALLY USING THE RIBS TO PIN DOWN THE BEINGS BODY, AND THEN SLITTING THEIR THROAT WITH THEIR OWN BONES! Btw, I just turned 13 on August 5th.