ethan whats the deal with that chicken nugget thing that sings cotton eye joe i dont get it

Wanted to apologize for some shit because apparently I need to chill out (which I do)

I'm sorry for putting my irl issues on others, especially because it just made me angrier. I've always had anger issues and it's something I need to control but currently I don't know how to control it.

Toast, I'm sorry for being such a bad friend/person to you because you don't deserve it. You deserve so much more because you're … Read more

Hey, just wanted to say that I am sorry for the trouble I caused my doxing my brother.

WJE new set of rules set by mods. : 1. Prohibited Content: Pornographic or explicit material is strictly prohibited. Images from movies or games may be exempt depending upon contextual appropriateness.

2. Meme Usage: Excessive meme usage in the community is discouraged. Memes should be shared in the designated section. Repeated violations will result in warnings, with up to three warnings given depending on the seve… Read more

Someone just screamed at the top of his lungs during Spanish class (aka the class I'm in right now) just because he won Uno.

A note for my old English Teacher:

Mr colin, who loves making a din, he thinks everyone loves him, but little does he know, that's not what everyone shows, about his life he ploughs and ploughs, about his dog bella and his relation-ship woes... mr colin, we do not care, when you speak, our minds are not there, your life you have unnecessarily shared, when we see you, our eyesight is impaired... Mr colin, rumbling about his exceptions, just when someone puts something in the bin, or chatters to someone, not even causing a din, but Mr Colin, drinking too much gin, will flail all his annoying attention on him, he'll push his limits, right to the rim...

A note for my History Teacher:

Frick frack apple jack tic tac sick sack mr khan and give him a big fat whack cos his teaching's got lack his system i will hack and through the screen I'll give him a smack I'll throw him on the clothing rack on his seat I'll put thumb tacks i'll break his momma's back.... and he'll never come back

You will never be a real woman. You have no womb, you have no ovaries, you have no eggs. You are a homosexual man twisted by drugs and surgery into a crude mockery of nature’s perfection. All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “friends” laugh at your ghoulish appearance behind closed doors. Men are utterly repul… Read more