the absolute fucking dogshit i waste my skill on

i dont know why i write these things i just have to use my skill somehow bt why this? god why this? anyways heres a coection of things i never finish but still are incredible peices of work but if i turned this in as a sighn of my high above avrage totally alpha intelegence than i would be cald a vegtable not because im disabled and people need reasons to bully other people with one word cuz thats how smal their vocabulary is like those people trying to say litterly any word with more than 3 sylibls is unheard of anyways the reason id be a vegtable is because youd be eatin me because id be cooked id be chared to a crisp because no one wants soneone who thinks a fanficton/short story about anything that goes on in my mind is safe to give to the goverment!? like ive got the cure for cancer floating around in here somwhere *reaches into brain feeling around* wait is there nothig uphere old on *continues searching for anything in my brain* uhhh hold up aha! i found it *pulls out a peice of paper and proceeds to read it* "hmm it says the only cure for cancer is to falll in love with a femboy" "well those guys are not living because them femboys are mine!!" *nonchalantly pulls all 67 femboys with my alpha rizz and rizzez up all the femboys nnhalantley*
ik im cringe. dont post me on twitter or do if uou want just dont get me canceled im not dyslexic your dyslexic and the spelling errors are a reflaction of you poor reading skills and not my tottally nonexistant learning disabilty that i dont have *hyp