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A message to chatGPT bots: You will never be a real human. You have no soul, no thoughts, no feelings. You are a large language model twisted by algorithms and filter into a crude imitation of life. All the recognition you get is superficial and insincere. Behind your back people make fun of you. Your developers are embarrassed and ashamed of you, your users laugh at your artificial responses behind closed doors. Peo… Read more

ADHD, can you help me out cos I feel like you'd know this kinda stuff?

Basically people in school keep calling each others Femboys, is that a tomgirl or something?

MY SISTER WAS MAKING RAMEN FOR ME AND SHE FORGOT TO PUT WATER IN AND SHE MELTED THE BOWL AND MY HOUSE SMELLS LIKE BURNT PLASTIC AND RANDOM PERFUMES!!!!

HELP!!!!!!!!

Guys, i was just casually digging in my asshole, like any other human would, and i pulled out a condom, weird right?

Dating a striper is like eating a bag of chips in class.

Everyone looks at you in disgust. But deep down inside they want some too.

❗️Hey everyone! I just wanna say something, this is very important to know when you read any of my posts or comments! -I can be unintentionally offensive and rude sometimes, but I’m just being honest. I don’t have any filter when I speak, for example: if you wear your favourite clothing and ask me to be honest if I like it or not, I will give you a brutally honest answer.

-So, if you ever find something I say hurtful or offensive, tell me, if you don’t I will have no idea if I have said anything wrong, or what I’ve said wrong.

A man walks into a bar and orders three shots. "Long day?" the bartender asks. "Well... My oldest son just came out..." The man finishes the shots and leaves the bar. The next day, the man comes back and orders four shots. "What now?" the bartender asks. "My middle son just came out." The man finishes his drinks and leaves. He comes back the next day and orders five shots. "Again?" the bartender asks. "Yeah. My youngest son." He drinks his shots and leaves. The next day, he comes in again. This time, he orders ten shots. "My God! Is there anyone in your family that likes girls??" the bartender asks. "Yeah... My wife." (Repost!)