Also, Ike, shut up, I'm not your friend and I never will be. You are an idiot who cannot type with proper grammar, you are an alternate account of a certain restricted member and you think your opinion matters. It doesn't.
You have a knack of being a dick to people who stick up for you
Rating on the whelmmeter = ridiculously, aptly, utterly and to the extent of laughably underwhelming. sorry kid
Lord, you can't honestly think that confessing all this is going to benefit you in any way. You are only painting a bigger target on the back of your head. What you could have done to make it any better for yourself in the least though, is forget to mention that you're rich, and that the twist of events over GOSSIP made you want to kill yourself. If you were that desperate to get a girlfriend on your vacation anyway, than you really have no life, and bragging to your friends about it is even more pathetic. You gotta think before you make these poor decisions, such as telling so many people your god damned internet passwords, and creating such a conspiracy when you could have kept your one-night stand with lucy to your mother fucking self.
And coming to PD seeking salvation, while being a dick to the only people you have left here, is telling us you haven't changed at all.
Maybe you should have made like.. Christmas Hats: The Sequel To End All Sequels for your 1k thread.... I mean that couldn;t have been any more gay.
JOIN AN RP YOU SLACKERS!
i dont think so, definitely not like that anyway. i think it was a drama exercise i tried to play on my friend that got outta control
good ol sensationalist 13 year old me
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."