You're a weak pathetic piece of shit. A bit of fecal matter on a dropped sheet of toilet paper.
A loser's loser.
But hey, you already know that. So weak you get off on the pain of loving animals.
If I'm wrong, let me know how we can hook up. We can find out what you really think of pain.
Fucking little bitch.
Here's something you don't know. What you've done with these posts is scream to the world that your drunk father sexually abused you at night for years on end before he split. You're damaged goods. Too bad you're a douchebag who gets off on cruelty. Here's hoping you get hit by a car.