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One moth ago, on November the twenty fifth, I spoke to someone who I could just talk and talk and talk to. And that person could talk and talk and talk back to me. While that person does have a fondness for yapping, something was just different. She could open up to me about things she kept hidden, and I, the same. I felt like I got something from a talking to that person that I didn’t get out of anyone else. And th… Read more

lemme rewrite my poem here the candle is dim, the batteries are dying , times running out, and soon we'll be flying.

flying over fields or sea, on the night and the day, wont you come fly with me, dont you dare be afraid.

the light through my window, it shines bright enough, it isnt the moon though, its the streetlights - not tough.

the candle gets dimmer, the quote on the wall, our lives, they get thinner, as we… 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

Opal, our friend and community member has been suffering many problems surrounding wje. First off, her mom discovered this site, and felt she needed to 'protect' her from it, and in the process, made a huge split between them. Over the period of Opal not being able to be on, her mom has verbally abused her, assuming that many accounts, including Leo, Ingenious and a large assortment of others, despite obvious evidenc… Read more

Dear Worst Jokes Ever,

I sit here with a heavy heart, tears streaming down my face, as I write this farewell letter to you. Our time spent together has brought both laughter and despair, but alas, it is time for me to bid you adieu.

From the moment I stumbled upon your twisted humor, I thought I had found my home, a sanctuary for those who appreciate the darkest corners of comedy. Oh, how we laughed, or rather, how… Read more