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please somebody explain to me why so many people are getting freaky on this site... like come on now. and b4 y'all call me an anime acc, that is true, and I apologize for making my account like this so if you want to tell me smt about my acc that's alright I can try my best to change my account to the best of our opinions. and if y'all want anything motivational I am here to talk :)

Dear Sarah,

Your last comment was 3 days ago. You use your phone about 3-4 hours daily. You have a boyfriend, and possibly are in the field of medicine, although I can't be sure. You're right handed. (By "possibly" in the field of medicine I mean you don't seem to be in it yet, but you may be working towards it.) Ok, so you're definitely not in the field yet and are most likely in high school. You like horror, and y… Read more

@matt, we needs mods. Ppl say you spend more time on Sw than here and idk if that's true, but with the lack of you, and the Mods you oversee. We really do need them. I probably don't need to do this, but in my eye a request is more lightly meaningful the more evidence you give, so here are the main reasons, (in no particular order) and who is the most trustworthy and eligible for being a Mod, I'm my eyes, and I'd li… Read more

“Be triumphant and finish them off, and don’t leave anyone behind. Erase the memory of them. Erase them, their families, mothers and children. These animals can no longer live. If you have a [member of group] neighbor, don’t wait, go to his home and shoot him.” - Ezra Yachin

Chapter One Part one - Foundations Nevelah was not always a Nevelah—a carcass. It was once the creator of all humanity. A young man named Mavet. Mavet was the first and only human to exist, born when the Earth collided with the Spear of Organs. The Spear, now a shield protecting the Earth and all of "human," brought forth a being far from understanding. The word "human" itself comes from Nevelai, the original langua… Read more

Once upon a time, there was a girl named Lucy, who was known for one peculiar thing: she could not stop farting. It wasn’t just an occasional squeak or puff—it was a full-on symphony of noises, each more unpredictable than the last.

It all started one Saturday morning when Lucy was helping her mother bake cookies. As they mixed the dough, Lucy felt the pressure building. She tried to hold it in, but the more she foc… Read more