You are truly a fucking low life degenerate. You never leave your step dads basement except to raid their fridge. Your stepdad wishes you would die by fire. Your pathetic excuse for a mother barely acknowledges your existence and that's only because you're her crotch fruit, a rotten, moldy, obese excuse of a crotch fruit. Your stepdad works long hours at a job he hates just so he can delay coming home to your lard ass. He put up with you at one point in time because your mother was a whore and he liked easy pussy. That day has long past and the only reason he doesn't leave is because he knows he'll be fucked out of his hard earned stuff from his shit job. Your only friends have all moved on with their lives. The only reason they hung out with you in the first place is because they needed another Dungeons and Dragons player. While their d&d stuff is sold, thrown out, or given away, yours is still sitting on your computer desk, only to remind you of your abandonment. Most of your time is now spent looking at tranny and cross dresser porn while rubbing your button dick. Your "friends" never wanted your gay ass button dick around and neither does Voat. Go fuck a pine cone infused with rusty nails.