[H]Domestic abuse.. - Page 6

On April 29 2010 13:31 Harem wrote:

It's Scorpion.

On April 29 2010 15:00 Amnesia wrote:

omg are you fucking serious?

omfg lol

On April 29 2010 23:44 Chill wrote:
Youre scorpion? Omg fuck off are you serious?

On April 30 2010 03:14 tonight wrote:
You are obviously scorpion. There is no way around it. Posts the same kind of blogs and posts the same short of jibberish shit and you make that "xD" face all the time.

edit: but I love you~

On April 30 2010 05:32 EsX_Raptor wrote:
Hello guys.

My name is Bobby. I'm a 22 year old high school dropout. I still live with my parents. I work part-time frying chicken at KFC. I move about on bus off of my dad's daily $1.25, sometimes he takes me to work due to a lack of income. Last time I tried asking a girl out she pointed out on how immature I am. I don't know what I want to do with my life, probably clean a rich kid's swimming pools. I have no hobbies and most of my time is spent online on the computer my dad got for me.

I have been feeling sort of lonely for the past couple of years. My brain has developed a drive to seek attention in any possible form. My heart rejoices and I feel successful when I get to three pages or more on a TL blog; I have always had the desire to feel like the "popular kid" or a "valuable member" of a society, someone others can look up to for being so commonplace, something that will make my adrenal glands shoot a bit when I click the TL bookmark and can feel the impending information on me about to be delivered. I check the PM link to see how many new ones I have, I click on my blogs and see how many people have posted in them, I desperately read, ponder and remember the comments that support or sympathize for me, I ignore those whom criticize me, I type my name on the search bar to see who has quoted me, I need to know how important I am to these people.

I beg you guys please let me live in my own little self-made world in which I am the sun and everybody else revolves around me, troll me to think I am this important if need be, this is your opportunity to make someone else live for longer in his own delusional mindset before coming to a halt and crashing into reality, with no tools at disposal. Isn't this what you want anyways? Don't you want to kill another human being over the internet? Doesn't the thought of somebody on the other side of the world committing suicide because of you make you crack a smile? In any case we're both dying, you by feeding me depressive thoughts and I by partaking of them.

This is my drug.