This is why I HATE illiterate "no0bs"!!

Okies, umm....I gotta talk about this. There was this person I met online, just online, and I was desperate enough to to an rp with him. Nothing "bad" mind you, but I had to deal with his slaughter of the English language! Rewind some months ago. He spoke to me out of the blue, so I was intentionally rude to him to get him off my back. He said the reason why he was that way was because he broke his arm. I asked him how old he was, and he said he was 19.............. I was thinking to myself, "Okay...yah, whatever." So this guy, like, talks to me again, and again. This time, though, I thought he actually might've changed. I guess I was wrong. DEAD. WRONG. Wanna see how bad this guy is? Check this out. Oh, before I show you guys, this was going to be a Silent Hill rp...but he EFFING KILLED SILENT HILL with this!!! >_< Read at your own risk. Take some Advil or Tylonol, 'r something while your at it. Oh, and umm...I also did a little experiment to see if he actually noticed if I was literate or not. I guess he didn't notice, because he didn't say anything. As you guys will see, I intentionally made countless errors, but not as bad as he did. Maybe even worse to show him, or try to show him the errors of his ways.

miqmiq89: her eys moved arund the room she was found in, she was speechless. her body ached, and she didn't no where she was.
Surge7221: there was a key in her room as well as a key in his a young man wearing a white sweat shirt black shirt and jeans with big boots. his hair was long and tied back.
Miqmiq89: her body finaly jolted, aknoledging her surroundings. she looked at her hands, corverd in blood. a terrifyed scream passed her lips
Surge7221: her scream woke him up.he looked around" am i dead?"
Surge7221: hello?
Miqmiq89: "what is this?! what am I doing here? and why am I with you?!" her body was choked and and ridled with alarm.
Surge7221: (ie: another room.) with a small hole between them.
Surge7221: "who's that?" Miqmiq89: "i dunno what I'm doing here," sayd a voice.a man looked at her with a strange look in his eys.he appered like 30, hs berd tracing to the side of his chin to near his ears.
Surge7221: (and me?)
Miqmiq89: "oh, yah, i guess you too she said, glancing at the kid in yin-yang colors. what aer you doing her?
Surge7221: ( next room.)
Miqmiq89: (Oh.) maybe if i can see u, then i might actually decide to tlk to u," the girl sayd, snapping.
Surge7221: (hey, youre talking to an thrity year old while im alone.)
Miqmiq89: (Hey, I'm speaking to you from my room.)
Surge7221: oh." damn, what a bitch.."
Miqmiq89: the man looked calm in his spot on the floor.he did seem worried,but his state of mind was still.
Surge7221: he looked around an found his door locked.
Miqmiq89: the girl looked at the man for second, her eyes wavering between fear and sleepfulnes.the next time she opened hr eys, the man wasn;t there.
Surge7221: "hey! heeeey!"

Why did it cut there? He had to leave. Thank goodness.