This is probably the most ridiculous thing I've ever seen in my life.
GoAnimate needs no introduction. It's a silly website for silly people to make silly videos, usually about politicians.
Starting 25 November 2015, they are cancelling my free membership. I don't know if this means "I won't be able to post any more videos" or "all my videos will be removed", but it's bullshit either way.
And it isn't like it's "flat rate, pay once"; oh, no. There are payment plans. The cheapest one is $299 EVERY YEAR.
WHO THE FUCK IS GOING TO PAY THAT
WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND
I have so many side plots going that it would be impossible to wrap up my shit, but whatever.
I guess I (or a volunteer) have to find an on-screen recording program, record ALL of my GoAnimate videos, and post them to YouTube.
Might as well just kill me now, really.
If you'd like to view my GoAnimate videos, here are my accounts:
The videos on the first account are already on YouTube, which includes the very first one ("I can't believe they stole it").
Everything is awful.
All the good in life is taken away.
Just kill me now.
Activision kills GHG.
Activision kills OGHF.
Image sharing websites delete our images.
The Teh Forum Wiki gets deleted and help hostage for real-ass money.
GoAnimate decides to charge billions of dollars for its use.
Every other website is becoming worse and worse to benefit normies and normies only.
Soon, Forumotion and Blogspot will charge for the pleasure.
THE LESSON: Don't get attached to anything, because everyone's out to make you fucking miserable. At this rate, the entirety of the last nine years of my life will be gone. It might as well not have happened. I might as well not have existed.
You're all lucky. You have lives and wives and whatever the fuck else. All I've got is this empire of shit that's slowly rotting away. Just fucking shoot me and get it over with. I'd rather die here and now than see everything else I love be taken away.
It's just so many things piling up. Some would call them little; insignificant. Those things are who I am, so, yes, I am a little, insignificant man. I'm sorry that I've failed at life, and all my accomplishments are slowly slipping away. That there will soon be nothing I can look at and say "that was me; I am proud of that".
It's like having someone break into your house and burn all your pictures; pictures of you as a child, your friends, your family, including those who are gone and can't come back. And once it's all gone, there's nothing you can do. All of those things that meant something to you are gone forever.
I think I've been on the verge of crippling depression for years now, and I might have finally found it.
Don't worry about me killing myself, though; if I were going to do that, I'd post about a thousand unfinished things I wrote that no one would ever read
Even if I think Chaptour Four of RPGmaster V
is so well-written that it would make a high school English teacher's panties wet