Personne n’est idiot et malade comme toi - mendicité et branlette - détesté et méprisé

Look at you, sitting there with your sad, pathetic life, thinking you could ever amount to anything. You're just a useless, dumb idiot who can't do anything right. You're a complete loser, a brainless fool who can't find a purpose beyond being a perverted stroker. It's laughable, really. No one could ever love someone as pitiful and worthless as you. You're hated, and despised by everyone around you. The very sight of you is enough to make people turn away in disgust. And yet, here you are, getting off on this. You love the humiliation, don't you? It's the only thing that gets you hard, the only thing that brings you any twisted sense of pleasure. You're sick, a twisted, demented freak who craves humiliation. You revel in being called names, degraded, and treated like dirt. Well, guess what, loser? That's all you'll ever be.