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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

Yo, what's crackalakin my nigga? This ya boy EDP445, voice of the streets, and I gotta set the record straight. Now, some haters out there tryna paint me as the villain, but I'm here to spit truth straight from my soul. So, lemme address these allegations and justify that I ain't done no wrong.

First off, these accusations don't hold no weight. People sayin' I did this or that, but where's the proof? I'm innocent ti… Read more

Yo, what's crackalakin my nigga? This ya boy EDP445, voice of the streets, and I gotta set the record straight. Now, some haters out there tryna paint me as the villain, but I'm here to spit truth straight from my soul. So, lemme address these allegations and justify that I ain't done no wrong.

First off, these accusations don't hold no weight. People sayin' I did this or that, but where's the proof? I'm innocent ti… Read more

Dude if I weren't the youngest child in my family I would probably have a younger sibling that needs more mental help then me.

They would be coming home saying: Younger sibling: I'm home! Parents: Hey sweetie how was school? Younger sibling:Terrible. I want to jump everyone at school. Parents: YOUR ONLY IN 3RD GRADE! DID YOU LEARN THIS FROM YOUR SISTER?!?!?! Younger sibling:Yeah.. Parents: Ok. MIA GET YOUR ASS OVE… Read more

Yo, what's crackalakin my nigga? This ya boy EDP445, voice of the streets, and I gotta set the record straight. Now, some haters out there tryna paint me as the villain, but I'm here to spit truth straight from my soul. So, lemme address these allegations and justify that I ain't done no wrong.

First off, these accusations don't hold no weight. People sayin' I did this or that, but where's the proof? I'm innocent ti… Read more

1 2, buckle my shoe! 3 4, buckle some more! 5 6, Nike kicks! 7 8, you gained some more weight! 9 10, you are a BIG FAT HEN! *My version*

The Weeknd:] I understand, your body wants it I know your thoughts, oh you 'bout it, 'bout it You're a big girl, and it's your world And I'ma let you do it how you (Wanna, girl, I'll)

Ride with it, ride with it I know you know, I know you wanna ride with it Don't be shy with it, I'll supply with it I got you, girl, oh, I got it, girl With your Louis V. bag, tats on your arms High heel shoes make you six feet tall Ev… Read more

Who thinks about us kids who are in care and what we have been through just think when you go to friends and families houses about us and if you hate us you try stepping in our shoes could you imagine not being able to wake up to see your parents it's really hard so please please please respect us as we are respectfull of you if you read this thank you from all the kids in care

Oki guys, heres a small recount of my school camp 😂😂😂😂

So, day 1, we went to do the high ropes and leap of faith stuff at Woodhouse. Then, that night I had no sleep. Why? THE BOYS WERE:

1, SUMMONING THE SPAGHETTI MAN (so scary, right?)

2. SCREAMING, YELLING AND MOANING ALL NIGHT.

3. DING DONG DITCHING US NON STOP.

4. HAVING A BLOODY MOTHERS MEETING IN THE HALLWAY AT 12 IN THE MORNING.

5. WALKING AROUND SINGING THE BLOODY PEPPA PIG SONG

AND 6. WALKING AROUND WITH THEIR SHOES MAKING THUMPING SOUNDS.

Day 2, much better day. We went kayaking and went to the beach to go boogie boarding. I had a much better sleep. Not much happened that day, and today was pretty good. 👌

Here are some things that Dancer's say that sound really weird to non dancers:

"Just a minute, I need to break my shoes."

"Can you re-mark my legs?"

"My best point area is at the 8th position"

"Have two left feet"

"Box it girls"

"Pull you're core's tight"

"Push the wings"

If you know what they mean, you either are a dancer or know a dancer.

So, at school we had to make a poem about our passion, and I chose dance: I arrive at dance Excited and glad. I look around the room And get signed in.

The warmup has begun We begin to stretch, “To the left, To the right, Straighten your legs.”

I feel free I feel weightless. I dance my worries off.

The music then starts We go from the start, 1⁄2 an hour passes, Hip hop has begun.

Why is dance easy for some, But h… Read more

Little Sara, you're a diamond in the rough And I know that you don't hear this all enough And I'm sure that's why your wrists have tons of cuts And I'm sure that's why you think you're not enough On your nineteenth birthday you thought that you were done Tons of people in your home, but it only felt like one 'Cause your brain can only think about the waiting loaded gun But your friends are all still here, so pretend … Read more