Hello everyone, ive recently began to write rather disturbing stories and poems, and I just want there to be a section where myself [and others] can share there pleasant stories here too!
ok ill post one now
~~The liquid trickled down his throat as it saturated his senses. He then died. The wind blew against his dead body and spread the fowl smell of fecal matter into the moist air. A murder of crows then proceded to feast on his insides, spilling frozen blood and intestines everywhere. A baby then crawled outside onto to the porch and saw the remains of his brother, now splattered on the patio and windows. The darkest crow, though all those crows were dark, grabbed the baby, ripped its face off, and threw it so far into the dark abysmal that not even satan could feast on it. The sun began to rise, it was a brand new day. The child awoke from a deep slumber, sweating and panting. It was only a dream, he thought. He then touched his neck and felt a liquid drip down. THE END.
a monkey strapped onto to a piece of plankton crashed into a shark who then got mad and bit a cats arm off. the cat went crazy and kidnapped a witch and held it hostage. The witch got pissed and turned the world into a turkey sandwich, which god then ate, and pooped out what we now call today Britney Spears.
What is this? Superjail? And you have like, a deep fascination with celebrities don't you? You know what, this thread isn't worth my time, as a bad OP with worse stories does not deserve to be in this prescence. *picks up suitcase from nowhere*
What is this? Superjail? And you have like, a deep fascination with celebrities don't you? You know what, this thread isn't worth my time, as a bad OP with worse stories does not deserve to be in this prescence. *picks up suitcase from nowhere* GOOD DAY TO YOU SIR. *slams door*
Getting off and being entertained are 2 very different things, and it's a fetish. SO bite me in a way that's nonsexual because I know you want my body.
bring it.
I'll have you know that I'm great at flame warring, so much I've gotten people to kill themselves and live stream me the video (I watched it over and over again, it's still entertaining).
i cant die. CUZ IM A ZOMBIE.
1. I am the founder of the Zombie Survival Club and can kill a zombie with a cob of corn. 2. Zombies can die, because they are not dead, they are re-animated. 3. *Bangshotkillyou'redead*
Getting off and being entertained are 2 very different things, and it's a fetish. SO bite me in a way that's nonsexual because I know you want my body.
'Kay, whatever. Also, eww to the last part of that statement. But, like I said, you can take your potshots when you can right? :P -----
I'll have you know that I'm great at flame warring, so much I've gotten people to kill themselves and live stream me the video (I watched it over and over again, it's still entertaining).
Linkplz. I would love to see flamewar suicide --------
1. I am the founder of the Zombie Survival Club and can kill a zombie with a cob of corn.
cold, I actually have high standards for entertainment, but the only person that would find that even interesting would be a person who loves fred.
kk
Fred's Love to Hate
Hate was one of the darkest girls in Fred's class. SHe would say that evil spirits would come out and attack anyone who did not belevie her. Nobody belevied her, they only said they did. Till Fred. After Fred turned emo he refused to eat. He refused to go to the restroom. He even refused,sometimes, to drink water. But he did eat a little and he did go to the restroom behind the forest when no one is watching. Till Hate. The first time they met was when she was chasing evil spirits. He accidently got in her way and she crashed into him so hard that he fell and she was still standing. Then she helped him up and said "Sorry, I think some evil spirits got into me" " Evil spirits?" "yes" "..." "..." Hate sighs and they went to the next class together, writting on each others scars.
