I just want you to know that I don’t think any of the stuff said here is funny. I am not laughing right now. If anything, writing these posts is making me sober up which is in turn making the boil under my eye grow bigger and bigger…
I know why this milky pustule has taken residence on my eye bag. It is because they are always ripping me to shreds in my head. Like a virus, they know their survival depends on the semi survival of their host. So now that I am dying, they realize they have to get out of me and find other victims by spawning their seed on my face.
When this boil bursts, anyone near me will become infected with a rage and insatiable lust that will kill them in seconds. I’m surprised I’ve survived this long.