I'm so done being nice. I'm leaving FA :3, and this time it's for ****ing good. congratulations to all the folks who told me to KMS, leave or go F myself because your words, threats, and lies have finally gotten to me after 5 years on this god forsaken website. I'm so incredibly done LYING to myself that I ever gave two shits about this place and the people on here. This area of the internet is nothing but a hateful pool of sad yet worthy artists who have wasted their time, energy, and talent on memes and shitpost. I'm disappointed. I vote for this website to be taken down. Drama. thats all this place contains. if you are a young and worthy artist and you are reading this right now: Run, get off of this site and never turn back.

I could rant on and on about the liars and the hateful people who are just so dramatically desperate for any kind of attention that they are willing to ruin their entire life because of some people on the ugliest green website i have ever seen

this place... I would come here and doodle when i was younger and i had so much fun. I look back on those memories with anger because of how i was treated when i returned.

I should have never come back in the first place. I wish i never met these strangers. My mental health would have been so much better without him. he and his friends know exactly who im talking about too. im so incredibly tired of the lies that he spreads about me to all the people of FA. And yall are so gullible to believe his every word.. why? because he's been here longer? so what? does that mean he's automatically the victim to you people?? I bet yall have never even seen his face. Never again. if you think about coming back anymore I swear on everything you better not move a single muscle in my direction because this is the last time I will ever let your guilt get to me. Call me heartless, say i never loved you. go on. I'm ready for more and more of your lies because i will never look in your direction again. you're nothing to me. not anymore. and never again.

im gone peace out

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