Nobody reads my posts - sadness.

Everybody reads my posts - happiness.

My posts are brilliant - happiness

My posts are brilliant but they're too thick to appreciate them - sadness.

My posts are shite and everybody reads them and sees that they're shite - shame.

The police are going to arrest me because of my posts - anxiety, anger

Being arrested will make me famous. I can write a best seller - happiness

My parents will hear that I've been arrested and will be horrified - sadness, shame

The police will take my laptop - anger, sadness

The police will take my laptop, find my porn stash and laugh at me - shame, sadness, anger.

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