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@everyone.. whats so funny is that JIT thinks hes so "cool" and that everyone is "amazed" about him hating on people who is wayyy above him on the roster. the pathetic part is that he hates on everyone elses family nd relationships when 100% of us have a WAYY better one then he will ever deserve. he was born pathetic, and will die pathetic. so JIT please tell me what its like to be such a coward?

dose anyone else tare the haribo twin snake gummies n half and eat the better side first

dose anyone else threaten their friends with spamming the chat or is that just a me thing

GENESIS 42 Joseph’s Brothers Go to Egypt 1When Jacob learned that there was grain for sale in Egypt, he said to his sons, “Why do you look at one another?” 2And he said, “Behold, I have heard that there is grain for sale in Egypt. Go down and buy grain for us there, that we may live and not die.” 3So ten of Joseph’s brothers went down to buy grain in Egypt. 4But Jacob did not send Benjamin, Joseph’s brother, with his… Read more

Put a finger down if you ever got called perfect but know that your not because you see things that nobody else sees and the refuse to tell you that your not perfect so you rethink everything that you have been through then convince yourself that you must be perfect but then randomly you remember why you think it then go back to refusing that your perfect than everyone thinks that you are the worst person in your school and you start wondering why you were born. (I put all of my fingers down).

Y'all ima quit this website and Dagger and Kai idc what you think so don't comment everyone else thank dagger and Kai.

anyone else remeber when this was the most active time for this site?, i mean like where did everyone go?, evry, lostbozo, god Pt2,, chaotic-chaos, jassy, sadsam?

A.I. generated poem:

I found it in an old book, hidden in a dusty shelf A poem that chilled my blood and made me doubt myself It spoke of ancient horrors, of things that lurk in the dark Of secrets best forgotten, of sins that leave a mark

It had no title or author, no date or place of origin But every word was written with a twisted sense of sin It rhymed with eerie precision, it flowed with dreadful grace It drew… Read more