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Page 438 already!
Getting close to 450 now!
Page 438 already!
Getting close to 450 now!
I fucks with you heavy but never say that high-schooler shit again lmaoBut, what if I am already the best?
I am just more openly evil than most people (You have no idea how much I have to hold back because of the mods).

"Well done, you've made me shitpost at 10%" /jI fucks with you heavy but never say that high-schooler shit again lmao
“Hold back?!”![]()
You have no idea how much i wish to tell some people what i am actually thinking.“Hold back?!”![]()
Same, some people act like duncesYou have no idea how much i wish to tell some people what i am actually thinking.
But, I will get at least 9 warnings.

Its more like, I would break rules 1, 2 and 3, on every single paragraph.Same, some people act like dunces![]()
Its more like, I would break rules 1, 2 and 3, on every single paragraph.
But, lets go with that, yes.
You can't just call people "Gamers", bro!
You can, just without the emphasis on the "er"You can't just call people "Gamers", bro!
You can, just without the emphasis on the "er"
Gamma, it's okay for us to say it since we are tha real hard ass gamma.Gams?
holy shit bars, lemme use this in a songtheres a silhouette inside a lucid dream
i project myself on you then back to me
LIL PEEPoh i was writing out the lyrics to the song i was listening to i have a habit of doing that when texting friends if a song i like is on while i am messaging them
i do write a lot of poetry of a similar style in my free time


well, i've been thinking about it for about 15 years. just started seriously writing it recently.you are writing a book? what genre is it and how long have you been working on it, if you do not mind me doing the great big ask
Grotesque revelations began to materialize in her mind. Cerulean eyes pointed at the river below, she stared in disbelief, unblinking. How could this happen? Her throat tightened as fear and sadness began to surge from her chest. As if a well overflown, tears began to form and fall freely from open eyes betrayed. Rising feelings of abandonment blossomed inside of her slender form as sharp, piercing agonies. She fell to her knees, clutching her face with small, frail hands. Perhaps life was not meant to grow more beautiful with time. Perhaps she was too weak to exist in such a cruel world. These thoughts swirled through her mind, granting her the deepest despair she had ever experienced in her young life.
Still on her knees, she weakly reached down into the still moving river just beneath her. Fingers embracing the water, she felt nothing. Where was once a strong love, there was now cold silence. This feeling wasn’t new to her – she had struggled with abandonment her entire life. But the waters of this world were the one aspect of creation that never betrayed her. Anemic and weak, she feebly moved her thin hand through the water as it swiftly traveled past her fingers, ignoring her completely. The connection once shared between her and the waters was now gone. No longer could she fight the world, fate, and herself – she gently slipped into the river and was carried into eternity.
<thinks some>that is highly neatzors and i hope to read the completed work someday
this was my most recent writing from a day ago
Grotesque revelations began to materialize in her mind. Cerulean eyes pointed at the river below, she stared in disbelief, unblinking. How could this happen? Her throat tightened as fear and sadness began to surge from her chest. As if a well overflown, tears began to form and fall freely from open eyes betrayed. Rising feelings of abandonment blossomed inside of her slender form as sharp, piercing agonies. She fell to her knees, clutching her face with small, frail hands. Perhaps life was not meant to grow more beautiful with time. Perhaps she was too weak to exist in such a cruel world. These thoughts swirled through her mind, granting her the deepest despair she had ever experienced in her young life.
Still on her knees, she weakly reached down into the still moving river just beneath her. Fingers embracing the water, she felt nothing. Where was once a strong love, there was now cold silence. This feeling wasn’t new to her – she had struggled with abandonment her entire life. But the waters of this world were the one aspect of creation that never betrayed her. Anemic and weak, she feebly moved her thin hand through the water as it swiftly traveled past her fingers, ignoring her completely. The connection once shared between her and the waters was now gone. No longer could she fight the world, fate, and herself – she gently slipped into the river and was carried into eternity.