It and the community festered as this website grew and turned into this great cancerous lump that it is today. Art theft happens around the clock on this website as it is filled with cretins that don't even know what a "FAQ" is, or perhaps even the word "plagiarism" (which for those who are new here is stuff I learned in goddamn primary school) along with every other social reject, pedophile and overly sensitive little puppy that cries "troll!" and blocks users at the slightest mention of the truth.

Truth that the art thieves didn't create the stuff that they upload to the gallery. Truth that MS Paint is now the top 10 percent [used program]. We laughed about it back in the day of chase the hedgehog/twister fiendish, but it was only a minor nuisance. Policing this god awful website is now near impossible thanks to the aforementioned community. It's everything 4chan is afraid of turning into.

This website has turned into a corporate whorehouse run by the most sensitive generation that calls the internet home, yet can't stand a good 80% of what it has to offer because they're too stupid/easily offended/touchy. You pay for "subscriptions" to make your profile pretty, to advertise your work, but mostly to disable advertisements for your browsing pleasure (when any self respecting intellect would install an ad/script blocker and not having to shell out cash for pointless gimmicky add-ons).

Either I grew up a cold cynical asshole who's become so callous from all the social bullying I received when I was a young twerp, or that I was sent into hibernation a few thousand years ago and woke up to see that civilization has turned into a dumb, overly touchy puppy who is subject to fits due to possible mental retardation and that it is so goddamn sensitive that they even rival vampires' allergic reaction to the sun.

If it is the latter then I sincerely hope your parents ground the lot of you just to save the rest of us individuals from your idiocy.
If however it's the former good god grow some backbone and man the fuck up. Life isn't a goddamn fairytale. It's time you stopped living your "my world is perfect and everything wants to hug me because I'm the nicest prettiest princess" belief that is rotting your brain.