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I've got no balance in this life I can't let go of what I like Somebody told me in a dream That I look weaker when I cry My mother used to tell me things I know I wasn't supposed to know What's that got to do with me? How the fuck do I let go? Pitfalls from God without a rope Colored chalk around my throat How the fuck do I let go? She says, "Don't ya love me?" (And if not, then why?) She reminds me of mom (okay, alr… Read more

Hello, my name is Brenda. Imagine for a second that you’re me: An adult orphan kicked out of foster care at the tender age of 18. No family. No money. No love. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide from the big bad world suddenly at your feet. Forced to grow-up practically overnight or face homelessness and extreme adversity.

Fucked, in every sense of the world.

Then, imagine, you’re somehow able to beat the odds and get… Read more

I want AG to fuck me. I want him to tie me up so I can only walk on all fours and then for him to stick his cock in my face. I want him to rub it over my face for a solid 10 seconds before sticking it in my mouth. I want him to grab my head and force his cock down my throat repeatedly. Then, I want him to pull out of my mouth and flip me over so I'm facing the ceiling. Then I want him to rub his cock against mine, te… Read more

Well, it's the gut slingin' east-side demon creeping' out the crypt Squeeze the fruit of death, I let it bleed and drip right off my lips Creepin' through the woods, don't hide your family, bitch, it's time to dip I came to slit your throat you stupid pussy motherfuckin' bitch If you should die, before you wake, bitch, that's my soul to take You stay up late, I put your head up on a fuckin' stake So get it straight, … Read more

One evening in Beaver Hollow, a most deranged tale unfolded within the notorious Van der Linde gang at the peak of their desperation. The sun had set on another chaotic day, casting eerie shadows through the dense forest. Little did anyone know, this evening would be filled with unimaginable horror.

Arthur Morgan, known for his unpredictable nature and mischievous spirit, had been growing tired of Dutch's leadership… Read more

[Verse: Dean Pelton] Well I’m a peanut bar and I’m here to say Your checks will arrive on another day! Another day, another dime, another rhyme, another dollar Another stuffed shirt with another white collar Criminals, Wall Street, taking the pie And all the black man gets is a plate of white lies Prisons recruitin' 'em, police be shootin' 'em Rap artists lootin' 'em, labels all dilutin' 'em Barack Obama is scared of me! Because I don't swallow knowledge and I spit it for free Let me clear my throat, ah ha, ha ha!

[Outro] I don't know what that was, I don't I don't know what that was

Are you gonna let me in? Hello? Hello?" 2:45 and the bell went off, thank God Many people think I'm odd But I talk with no one and I walk alone And I avoid sunlight with a chalky tone I get home and I don't say hi, it ain't no one there I don't care, I walk in and go right up the stairs To my room, get in bed, and just wait for dark Because that's when the real show starts Tap, tap on the glass go the piece of ass So… Read more

Im going to explain how it feels to be strangled to death First, you feel the pressure in your throat your eyes water and you start to taste something very very sour in your mouth then it's like someone lights a match right in the middle of your chest and that fire grows it fills your lungs, mussels, and your throat and all the way behind your eyes and finally that fire turns to ice like pins and needles of ice are sticking into your fingers, feet, arms, you see stars than darkness and the last thing you feel is cold

This site used to be OG. Until every good person left and were replaced by shitty lowlives. I miss Jake, Hailey, Caitlyn, Cacey, Entity, rmk, Sad Sara, and Addy. Oh, how the great have fallen. 😔 Now it’s just depressed people with no lives who come here to cause useless drama about their boyfriend or girlfriend and about their personal problems. I’m telling you now, NOBODY GIVES A SHIT. I come here to have a good time laughing at funny jokes and chatting with sane people not counselling. So please, either leave or stop shoving your miserable life down our throats.