You disgust me. What fantasy of yours is it that you'd believe that your tiny-fisted tantrums would have more weight than that of a leprous desert rat, spinning rabidly in a circle, waiting for the bite of the snake? You are a waste of flesh and you will NEVER be the man that your mother is. On intelligence scale of 1to10 (10 being the highest attainable IQ) you're rating is so far into negative numbers that one would need to travel into another quantum reality in order to even catch a distant glimpse of it. I feel ashamed just for knowing you exist. I despise everything about you, and I wish you would go away. I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. You are cowardly, loathsome, despicable, tasteless, idiotic, brain-damaged, insane, arrogant, deceitful, ignorant, clueless, illegitimate, harmful, abusive, and socially retarded. Why don't you check up on eBay and see if they have a life for sale. I'm a thirteen-year-old girl and I just whooped your ass. Stay away from Jonah.
You: hi
Stranger:You are not real
You: huh
Stranger: You aren't real
You: what is real?
Stranger: It is real.
Stranger: But you are not.
You: what is not real?
Stranger: You
You: who am i
Stranger: It is not a matter of who.
Stranger: You are not real.
You: who are you
Stranger: It is not a matter of who.
Stranger: I am not real
You: what is it
Stranger: Not real.
You: something must be real
Stranger: Yes
Stranger: Nothing is real
You: true
You: something is not
Stranger: Nothing is real
You: you are fake
Stranger: I am fake
You: you suck balls
Stranger: Your mom does too
You: Hello
Stranger: Hey
You: what are you thinking?
Stranger: Just why am I still so hungry
You: You ate already?
Stranger: Of course I did. It's almost 3 AM here
You: You didn't wait for me!
Stranger: Whaaaaaaaaat?
You: we were supposed to meet at 1 AM
Stranger: Is that so?
You: can we make this up?
Stranger: How do you suppose we do that?
Stranger: I mean it's not like I feel sorry.
You: Are you female
Stranger: Probably not
You: oh shit!
Stranger: What now?!
You: maybe we can golf
Stranger: Ew golfing X3
You: how bout we get some hookers then
Stranger: Ummmmmm no thank you!
You: what do you do then..jeez
Stranger: I wanna hug one of my stuffed animals. It's freakishly cold in my room right now
You: you suck balls
Stranger: Whaaaaaaat?
Willy...here is my prediction for you.
You are going to piss off the WRONG person one day, with your cocksucker red lipstick and your fake-torn jeans, and they will take out the back of an alley, and do things to that little foolish body that you cant even concieve of.
You are NOT a sociopath, you are a hormonal young girl, with a limited life, and a very small social circle.
Your life has been ruined by poverty and circumstance, and your only way of showing your impotent rage at the world is to lash out , and pick fights with strangers online, because your self esteem is so low that you cant do it to a person face to face.
Socio's appeal to you, because in your eyes, they dont feel anything, and you dont want to feel the pain your life brings you, so identifying with them makes you feel stronger.
Do yourself a favour, stop being such a fucking idiot, rein your mouth in a bit and post some articulate shit that we can all read , and or argue about .
You are just making yourself like the person you are trying to portray..a stupid, mouthy obnoxious brat.
Grow. the.fuck.up.
by wilful
You: hi
Stranger:You are not real
You: huh
Stranger: You aren't real
You: what is real?
Stranger: It is real.
Stranger: But you are not.
You: what is not real?
Stranger: You
You: who am i
Stranger: It is not a matter of who.
Stranger: You are not real.
You: who are you
Stranger: It is not a matter of who.
Stranger: I am not real
You: what is it
Stranger: Not real.
You: something must be real
Stranger: Yes
Stranger: Nothing is real
You: true
You: something is not
Stranger: Nothing is real
You: you are fake
Stranger: I am fake
You: you suck balls
Stranger: Your mom does too
That's some Cleverbot level convo.