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I thought moving countries and not having to witness chavs would soothe my inner hatred but I was wrong
I went into Primark and it was swarmed by obese 5foot Arab whores each dragging 5 children around and they kept fucking bumping into me with no consideration for where they were going I just wanted to grab one and smash their disgusting hook nose in
Some black guy said something to me on the street when I was walking by and I was going to ignore him completely but I turned around and explained to him that I don't know what he's saying and walked on. I spoke to him in a rather unpleasant tone because I had my phone in my hand and was clearly occupied by it and he got too close for my liking when I was walking by and he started speaking to me
Then I seen a group of Northern Irish cunts on the public scooters being unnecessarily loud retarded cunts with their cringe as fuck accents.
I can't go one day in a city setting without witnessing Irish people being subhuman scum
I had a bottle of vodka and mixer in my pocket in case I felt like having some but I decided not to because I knew it was just going to end in my bipolar personality disorder kicking in (to a greater extent) and I would have a mental breakdown
I went into Primark and it was swarmed by obese 5foot Arab whores each dragging 5 children around and they kept fucking bumping into me with no consideration for where they were going I just wanted to grab one and smash their disgusting hook nose in
Some black guy said something to me on the street when I was walking by and I was going to ignore him completely but I turned around and explained to him that I don't know what he's saying and walked on. I spoke to him in a rather unpleasant tone because I had my phone in my hand and was clearly occupied by it and he got too close for my liking when I was walking by and he started speaking to me
Then I seen a group of Northern Irish cunts on the public scooters being unnecessarily loud retarded cunts with their cringe as fuck accents.
I can't go one day in a city setting without witnessing Irish people being subhuman scum
I had a bottle of vodka and mixer in my pocket in case I felt like having some but I decided not to because I knew it was just going to end in my bipolar personality disorder kicking in (to a greater extent) and I would have a mental breakdown
