Yeah that's the plan, it's just an issue of How and When to make sure the insurance gets paid out and my funeral plan isn't null and void by suicide
Would you prefer I slip and fall into an old fashioned noose in the hay shed, or goof off and forget there's a .303 round still in the chamber?
Killing myself is a very real and valid life plan that I don't need any help doing. I'm very aware of the terrible shitty person I've become and it becomes glaringly obvious when people call me out on my bullshit. In the case of Banquet Meal, I just saw a person that responded to my messages quickly and thought I might have found a friend. I'm the opposite of creepy in real life and don't go searching for sex online because I don't need to, I just thought I had found a friend I can get drunk at 3am with and discuss the Indian Menace and trade barbs about the Global Jew with, but it turns out I was being too forward and outstepped my boundaries
Banquet Meal: I'm sorry. I didn't do things the right way and creeped you out. I won't message you anymore. You've won this internet fight and I accept defeat, but I'm not going to delete my account. There's still too many bad books to be discussed and cringe memes to be shared