level 3, 138 the terrace, wellington, nz
anyways let's delete this stuff now to at least respect her privacy.
>finds out where she lives
>ur idiots for finding out what i said you cudnt
That isn't her home address you fucking tool.
You are one big faggot Justin.
dogar is essentially right. ip addresses are registered by isps. i have a bunch of addresses here but all of them are some branch of fx networks.
but thats this case though. it depends on your isp. some might register the ip in the name of the customer.
this is interesting. let me test some shit out.
and.... nope. essentially impossible to find a persons address through their ip address.
mightve been a duh for someone who spends a disproportionate amount of time tracking people online but for us normal folks this is a mild surprise
classic dogar. go to bed.
Go to hell.
alright guys lets find the lacemaker!
"There has to be evil so that good can prove its purity above it."
- Guatama Buddha
who the fuck deleted the posts
Well, I open my eyes and I see things. I've seen spirits moving through the walls. I've seen a vortex coming through the wall. I've seen amorphous little balls of light bouncing all around in the front yard through the window. I've seen giant bugs on the floor. I was in a hotel room in Amarillo, Texas, and all I remember is standing on the bed and seeing the whole wall in front of me filled with lights that were [makes popping sound] popping like popcorn out of the wall. Then I'll wake up and I go "Wow, I was standing on my bed and staring at this wall."