Freedom Town: Aesthetic and Recreational Lawn Alternative
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I sexually identify as Enrico Pucci. Ever since I was a boy I dreamed of achieving 「 Heaven 」 and eliminating the bloodline of disgusting Joestars. People say to me that a person achieving the ultimate Stand is impossible and I'm fucking retarded but I don't care, I'm beautiful. I'm having a DIO install his bone, a green baby homunculus, and 14 magic words on my Stand. From now on I want you guys to call my Stand 「 Made in Heaven 」 and respect my right to speed up time and reset the universe needlessly. If you can't accept me you're an apostate and need to fill your mouth with the words of the lord. Thank you for being so understanding.
It happened last night, i went in my Bentley(Cuz my father is healthy guy and he sent us to study on Bern University) to pick my sister from her friends party. But there were lot of girls around, flirting with me. I dont know what happened. One girl started dancing around me, shaking her butt on my cock, i was so horny that moment. She started kissing me for some reason (i guess it was some bet with my sister). She was getting naughty more and more so afterwhile she had idea to jump into jacuzzi. I was like i dont have any swimmsuit, she looked at me and said you dont need any undies. I was horny as fuck, she start stripping me off and herself. In a second i was in the spa with her, messing around. She start touching my phd. I had boner as baby leg. She started kissing me and giving me blow job. Other girls around were watching on us and laughing. She started screaming i won. But she didnt stop. She sitted on my phd and start humping like there's no tomorrow. She made me cum in ten minutes, while everygirl was watching on us. They started yelling at me, woooo anaconda, do it, fuck her hard, i was like what the fuck? But the problem is, that my sister saw me having sex with other girl. My father told me, if i can keep my virginity, he'll give me house in Paris/Prague/London after i get married. I am scared, that my sister will say to my father. What should i do?
I faced your rippling abs. "I can tell you're a dancer" I say, smirking and dragging my finger down your hard pecs. You jump, pushing me against the wall and crushing your lips against mine. "I have coldsores" i say, muffled against your saliva. I unzip my shorts and pull out the great bush I've been growing all winter. You feast your eyes upon me, knowing I am all yours. "take me" I scream as I rip off my double d bra and free my steady titties into the night. You pull me onto the bed, rubbing my bacne as you motorboat me. "Bbblllllllhhhh" You say, caught in the moment. I scream and reach a heavy climax, orgasming over your 2 inch worm inside my great hall. "I have chlamydia." I say, heaving out the final breaths of my high. "I have herpes" you reply, snuggling into my vaginal crevice.
hi every1 im martian!!!!!!! holds up landed booster my name is elon but u can call me t3h 3l0N //\U$k!!!!!!!! lol…as u can see im very interplanetary!!!! thats why i came to mars, 2 meet interplanetary ppl like me _… im 45 years old (im martian 4 my age tho!!) i like 2 watch big bang theory w/ my red dragon (im spacecraftsexual if u dont like it deal w/it) its our favorite tv show!!! bcuz its SOOOO random and has my cameos!!!! shes interplanetary 2 of course but i want 2 meet more interplanetary species �� like they say the more the merrier!!!! 42 engines lol…neways i hope 2 make alot of colonist freinds here so give me lots of self-sustainability!!!! HEART OF GOLD HAS LANDED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <--- me bein interplanetary again _^ hehe…toodles!!!!!
love and no RUDs,
t3h 3l0N //\U$k
love and no RUDs,
t3h 3l0N //\U$k
Imagine that you were suddenly transported into your body with no recollection of the past.
You're told that you are an unholy mixture of White and Asian yet are accepted by neither. An attempt to create a master race that failed with long lasting side effects.
They tell you that you're called a hapa. You're told that your race has a predilection for mental illness and addiction. Certain of your race have gone insane in the past and even killed other people.
They soon release you into the outside World with the backpack of misery that they say you must carry. You look strange to the local population, they don't know quite what to make of you. You seek out the races of your origins but white people treat you like you're Asian, and Asian people treat you like you're White.
You look around and realize that there's nobody quite like you, you're utterly alone.
You come to a cross roads. Down one path, you can submit to your nature. Curse the cultists that created you and sit on the ground waiting for death, accepting a life of misery and solitude.
The other path steeps upward, it looks like a hard climb with jagged rocks along the way that'll hurt your feet. However, when you strain your eyes, you can make out a magical city. You can see other hapas! They're waving at you and beckon you forward!
With a steely look in your eyes, determination over takes you. You never asked for this life, yet here you are! The World shuns you, but you have just as much a right to happiness as any of them! They say that you don't fit in? IT'S THEM THAT ARE GOING TO HAVE TO FIT TO YOU!
You look around you and see other hapas around you, World weary from carrying their sacks on their backs. You smile as you realize you're not alone, you never were. You take off you packs of misery, it'll only slow you down anyway. The sins of your father are not your own, and you see no reason to carry them any longer.
You see the other races coasting along with ease, never knowing your burden; they'll never know your strength either. Together, you struggle up the steep pathway. Many stumble along the way, but there's someone there to pick you up. With a grim smile, you go on. it's hard. It'll make your victory all the sweeter.
You stride off into the sunset, the promise of a better tomorrow ahead of you.
The End.
You're told that you are an unholy mixture of White and Asian yet are accepted by neither. An attempt to create a master race that failed with long lasting side effects.
They tell you that you're called a hapa. You're told that your race has a predilection for mental illness and addiction. Certain of your race have gone insane in the past and even killed other people.
They soon release you into the outside World with the backpack of misery that they say you must carry. You look strange to the local population, they don't know quite what to make of you. You seek out the races of your origins but white people treat you like you're Asian, and Asian people treat you like you're White.
You look around and realize that there's nobody quite like you, you're utterly alone.
You come to a cross roads. Down one path, you can submit to your nature. Curse the cultists that created you and sit on the ground waiting for death, accepting a life of misery and solitude.
The other path steeps upward, it looks like a hard climb with jagged rocks along the way that'll hurt your feet. However, when you strain your eyes, you can make out a magical city. You can see other hapas! They're waving at you and beckon you forward!
With a steely look in your eyes, determination over takes you. You never asked for this life, yet here you are! The World shuns you, but you have just as much a right to happiness as any of them! They say that you don't fit in? IT'S THEM THAT ARE GOING TO HAVE TO FIT TO YOU!
You look around you and see other hapas around you, World weary from carrying their sacks on their backs. You smile as you realize you're not alone, you never were. You take off you packs of misery, it'll only slow you down anyway. The sins of your father are not your own, and you see no reason to carry them any longer.
You see the other races coasting along with ease, never knowing your burden; they'll never know your strength either. Together, you struggle up the steep pathway. Many stumble along the way, but there's someone there to pick you up. With a grim smile, you go on. it's hard. It'll make your victory all the sweeter.
You stride off into the sunset, the promise of a better tomorrow ahead of you.
The End.
Sara is actually a massive bitch irl
I found out about here through poll and have been DMing her on twitter for several months, the only reason I still talk to her is because I am friends with agent and weidmann. I became friends with them because she always talks to them. They are always on skype and sometimes play games with all of us.
She is the stereotypical cosplay attention whore, whenever you dont give her attention she messages you and she always fishes for compliments. I dont have a problem with any of that but she is also fucking scummy.
She goes out of her way to try getting her "friends" to buy her stuff, usually she uses the line about being a poor college student, even though her family is fucking loaded, they just dont finance her "hobby" because they are paying money out the ass to send her to one of the best schools in the region when she is academically a mediocre student at best.
Dont let the cute facade fool you, she's arguably worse than a hot cosplay whore because at least they dont hide their real attitude.
I found out about here through poll and have been DMing her on twitter for several months, the only reason I still talk to her is because I am friends with agent and weidmann. I became friends with them because she always talks to them. They are always on skype and sometimes play games with all of us.
She is the stereotypical cosplay attention whore, whenever you dont give her attention she messages you and she always fishes for compliments. I dont have a problem with any of that but she is also fucking scummy.
She goes out of her way to try getting her "friends" to buy her stuff, usually she uses the line about being a poor college student, even though her family is fucking loaded, they just dont finance her "hobby" because they are paying money out the ass to send her to one of the best schools in the region when she is academically a mediocre student at best.
Dont let the cute facade fool you, she's arguably worse than a hot cosplay whore because at least they dont hide their real attitude.
Hi 
I was wondering if you like me. Obviously you do or did to some extent, because okcupid says we like each other. But.. would you like me enough to..eh..date me? Like be my boyfriend? Or would you like to get to know each other some more first? I really like you. You make me feel comfortable. I know I was nervous at first last night, but I think it may have been like butterflies in my chest. Not literal bugs in my chest, I don’t have worms! I am wondering though if I could handle you being gone so much for your job. I guess it would be easier if I could spend a longer extended period of time with you at least for one day each time you are here, because last night wasn’t too long. I have ideas on how to be less boring next time, because I feel I may have been boring to some extent? And… I don’t know if you got my texts last night, but Pikachu was lifting up my shirt exposing a boob for your viewing pleasures. But I should probably tell you I get really clingy sometimes. I’ve been told it’s part of my Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. I am currently getting therapy for that.The psychiatrist I have been working with has helped tremendously already, I was a nutcase before.
I am going to try spending more time with friends and my studies to distract myself from you. Something that I think would help is having a steady boyfriend, having someone who I know cares about me and that I will eventually get to see him even if he goes away sometimes. Him, meaning you in this case. That doesn’t mean in constant contact because obviously that is impossible with you job, plus it could be unhealthy for us mentally and I wouldn’t want us to lose ourselves.
Oh and I don’t think the okcupid percentages are too accurate, because I used to talk to a guy who had 90 something with me, but he was a nightmare with how he treated me sometimes. We never met though. Sorry for writing this novel to you, but if you likes Barnes and Noble, I am guessing you like to read, so eh… enjoy? I am laughing like an idiot now. Not sure why. But I think whenever you go away, I will write you letters that I can give to you when you get back. If only we had owl mail like Harry Potter(taking a risk here since I don’t really know your opinion on Harry Potter..), but that would be convenient because then we could mail each other things from your boat. But then the enemy ships would track the owls and shoot them down then you’ll never get my letters T_T
Plus they could follow the owls they didn’t shoot and find you ship and attempt murder upon you which would make me sad, so please don’t use owl mail. Maybe dolphin mail. But I don’t want to be cruel to the animals either. But I think the dolphins would enjoy it possibly. They seem to like people.
You are so smart and beautiful and kind..\I am easily infatuated, but it takes a lot for me to become unattached to someone, but while I am attached to someone, no one else’s intelligence even counts as intelligence, beauty becomes nonexistent as the object of my affection is the only source of it.. Like an eclipse that blocks out the sun, only the eclipse it bright...my science is probably off...but I was attempting to woo you.
You make me feel funny in my pants too :<
Just typing to you though I have yet to send it is easing my anxiety, so I know I can ward off any potential clinginess, unless you like that I can share some of it.
I have the strangest feeling this is going to ruin any chance of dating you, but I wanted you to know how I feel.
Also, I wanted to say that if by chance you didn’t want a relationship with me, I wouldn’t get suicidal or anything. I have had to loosen peoples hold on me before metaphorically speaking, and it always works in the end.
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I was wondering if you like me. Obviously you do or did to some extent, because okcupid says we like each other. But.. would you like me enough to..eh..date me? Like be my boyfriend? Or would you like to get to know each other some more first? I really like you. You make me feel comfortable. I know I was nervous at first last night, but I think it may have been like butterflies in my chest. Not literal bugs in my chest, I don’t have worms! I am wondering though if I could handle you being gone so much for your job. I guess it would be easier if I could spend a longer extended period of time with you at least for one day each time you are here, because last night wasn’t too long. I have ideas on how to be less boring next time, because I feel I may have been boring to some extent? And… I don’t know if you got my texts last night, but Pikachu was lifting up my shirt exposing a boob for your viewing pleasures. But I should probably tell you I get really clingy sometimes. I’ve been told it’s part of my Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. I am currently getting therapy for that.The psychiatrist I have been working with has helped tremendously already, I was a nutcase before.I am going to try spending more time with friends and my studies to distract myself from you. Something that I think would help is having a steady boyfriend, having someone who I know cares about me and that I will eventually get to see him even if he goes away sometimes. Him, meaning you in this case. That doesn’t mean in constant contact because obviously that is impossible with you job, plus it could be unhealthy for us mentally and I wouldn’t want us to lose ourselves.
Oh and I don’t think the okcupid percentages are too accurate, because I used to talk to a guy who had 90 something with me, but he was a nightmare with how he treated me sometimes. We never met though. Sorry for writing this novel to you, but if you likes Barnes and Noble, I am guessing you like to read, so eh… enjoy? I am laughing like an idiot now. Not sure why. But I think whenever you go away, I will write you letters that I can give to you when you get back. If only we had owl mail like Harry Potter(taking a risk here since I don’t really know your opinion on Harry Potter..), but that would be convenient because then we could mail each other things from your boat. But then the enemy ships would track the owls and shoot them down then you’ll never get my letters T_T
Plus they could follow the owls they didn’t shoot and find you ship and attempt murder upon you which would make me sad, so please don’t use owl mail. Maybe dolphin mail. But I don’t want to be cruel to the animals either. But I think the dolphins would enjoy it possibly. They seem to like people.
You are so smart and beautiful and kind..\I am easily infatuated, but it takes a lot for me to become unattached to someone, but while I am attached to someone, no one else’s intelligence even counts as intelligence, beauty becomes nonexistent as the object of my affection is the only source of it.. Like an eclipse that blocks out the sun, only the eclipse it bright...my science is probably off...but I was attempting to woo you.
You make me feel funny in my pants too :<
Just typing to you though I have yet to send it is easing my anxiety, so I know I can ward off any potential clinginess, unless you like that I can share some of it.
I have the strangest feeling this is going to ruin any chance of dating you, but I wanted you to know how I feel.
Also, I wanted to say that if by chance you didn’t want a relationship with me, I wouldn’t get suicidal or anything. I have had to loosen peoples hold on me before metaphorically speaking, and it always works in the end.
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Goddammit man, the goal this morning was to make it to work without eating anything and look what happened. I'm such a fat piece of shit. I don't even know why I try and diet im just going to end up failing like i fail at everything. It's not even worth trying, what's the point? Life is completely pointless you just wake up and life is shit then go to sleep and repeat. There's no meaning at all and everyone who thinks otherwise is just lying to themselves. Every day is exactly the same and the only time I feel anything good at all is when I get pissed on the weekends. I can't even get a girl to talk to me or look in my direction it's like i don't even exist and sticking my penis into a girls wet hot cunt hole is literally the only thing I want in this world. I jack off to porn 9 times a day and smell like feet and buttsweat and dried jizz and halitosis. Shit, I can't even get guys to talk to me either and have never had a friend. Who needs friends anyway literally every human is stupid except for me. I can't take this shit anymore; I'm going to die by my own doing. I'm going to hang myself with my shoestrings and I've set a date; 6 years and 45 days from now and no one try and stop me
I remember I got suspended in freshman year of high school because my Spanish teacher overheard me telling this ugly fat girl in my class to stop jacking off lol.
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