Good morning, everyone!Guys, check this out—early this morni..

Good morning, everyone!

Guys, check this out—early this morning, I found out that someone’s disappointed in me and thinks my soul is ugly. This delightful revelation came from one of my long-time fans. I had shared my Telegram with him because he wanted to see portraits of my ancestors, which OnlyFans tends to ban. We’d been chatting for a while, and at one point, I sent him a screenshot from Instagram. It showed someone with very specific and typical ethnic characteristics trying to “get to know me”—and in the most mediocre way possible. Messages like this flood my Instagram regularly, and surprise, surprise, they always come from people of a very specific country. If you know, you know.

So, I made an incredibly rude, bitter, and aggressive racist comment about it. And this gentleman, who has nothing to do with that ethnicity, decided to unleash his dramatic performance on me.

If he hadn’t blocked me, I would’ve tried to handle the situation—asked where exactly his boundaries were, apologized, and offered to continue our conversation in a way that felt safe for him. I always do that because I value my connections, I care about people’s real emotions, and I help where I can. But as for my character and behavior—both of which are very obvious from my OnlyFans posts to anyone with more than one brain cell—I’m not going to hide or pretend. Adjust the tone? Sure. Pretend to be someone I’m not? Absolutely not. I’m not a circus monkey, and no pathetic little coward has the right to spit in my DMs and then block me.

Since my old fan decided to be so open and allow himself such “attacks”, I won’t hold back either. I felt sorry for him before, but now I just despise him. A grown-ass man sitting in a filthy trailer, blaming the government for not handing him welfare. Complaining about his “severe autism” and his “crippling hip pain” (which an MRI, by the way, showed absolutely nothing for), without lifting a single finger to improve his situation.

We sat there going over his symptoms, and I suggested supplements, explained healthy nutrition, and shared tips on improving his lifestyle. Even then, this shit didn’t drag his lazy ass to the nearest pharmacy—he ordered pills online 🤩🤩🤩 because God forbid he actually exert himself. And as for seeing a psychiatrist or therapist for his “autism”? Forget it. He’d rather sit in his trashed trailer, scrolling through OnlyFans all day and popping completely inappropriate pills.

This guy has unlimited internet access and money for OnlyFans, but not enough drive to learn a single thing about how to improve his life. No, he wants welfare. He wants to spend taxpayers’ money on naked photos of hardworking people. Oh, and let’s not forget—this scum also claimed that other fans have left me because of my “awful personality.” Well, guess what? No, they haven’t.

And you, my dear piece of garbage, have the nerve to assume that I’m so brainless that I can’t analyze my own interactions with people? No, this was just a pathetic attempt to insult me for… nothing.

So, dear fans, listen up. I hate filth, I hate mold. Yes, I’m that grounded—I feel such strong emotions toward such insignificance, even though I should just ignore it. And do you know why? Because I always think, “Maybe if I guide someone, show kindness, be stern when needed, and gentle when appropriate, they’ll blossom, improve, and start living better.” That approach has always worked for me—whenever I feel valued, I flourish. I know the worth of such care because it’s rare, and it takes effort and empathy from the person giving it. It takes time and persistence.

And yet, time and time again, I run into this pitiful mold—people who want nothing but to rot and whine in their corners. I used to feel so ashamed, so upset, thinking I’d crossed their boundaries, blaming myself for being careless. But now? Now I’ll say this: screw you, you worthless piece of garbage. I wasted my time and energy talking to you when you’re not even worth the dirt under my toenail. Nobility is appreciated by noble people, and with livestock like you, you need a whip in hand. No welfare can help you. Start by cleaning up the literal shit in your trailer, and then you can open your mouth.

Good morning!