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I will watch A Silent Voice, Your Name, Spirited Away, & The Boy & The Heron this weekend. It's time to cool down and get emotional.
And while I watch them. I will think about you. My Onion Farms girl friend. <3
I love you Onion Farms Girl Friend. Please come! We can be together. We can get married. I love you.... Please.... find me..... Be with me..... let's post together....
How does it make you feel? Knowing... Like Temples of Japan where the Coy fish flutter. Lighting storms on the sea where thunder grips onto the silence... That every step you took to define me was never the empire you once pondered upon. Brother you uttered. My lashes from the defeat healing... and here we are. A future destined upon it's own time. My question to you. What will you do to me when I rise? Trenches you dig, cavalry would be put upon me hoping I'd run from it all. The two front war you will open. The one you will inevitably lose. Gods never hear you speak. For when you do, it falls on deaf ears in the Navarre. I will rise. And when I do. You will tremble. My sword is by me and so will be my army. Commander & Chief. Powerless to Powerful I will become. Have mercy on your own soul26628
If I could grip onto the privilege of starring a girl into her deeply winter sunset eyes again. There would be my will to do so. Depths deeper than how much I touch my own heart. Creepy she was in all regards. Imagine you are at your desk in class. Minding your own business. You look up and there she was.
Obsessing over you constantly. Watching every stroke of your pencil wondering how you draw so well but even more... how she could love you in a trillion ways. Her alias is Sage & her ways always made me ponder away for how she crept upon me at every chance as if she was a black cat getting closer ever so slowly. That feeling. Chills running all down your very spine. Blood racing through you and your vision more sharp than all times of your senses. She would utter my name. Taunting me.
Tapping her pencil gently on her desk, biting her lip, thinking very hard as to how to capture me into her own world. Obsession after obsession. Questions on every line of her mind. Wondering how and why it's so difficult to get him into her little trap so she can have me forever and forever. Those were the feelings that fly over me in the night. My hands reach upward hoping I can catch one of them, just one so those chills come back to hold me on my own bed like weight. Emotions and their ways. Intense, subtle, gentle and so deep.
That's what I strive to have once more. And when the time comes. For sure I will be hiding away under my blanket at she circles by bed, taunting me while her obsession continues to grow. Creepy doesn't define her, it's a word infinite in miles from it. It's the day I cry for as if the full moon hugs the earth with it's own shadows rather than it's light. ♡
Because@Bear Hammerneeds love.I will flood his life with his kind of girls.Ken needs a thrill.Ken will have a new admin who is a women of his kind and then there will be another admin who is also a girl that will bully the fuck out of me. Imagine. I get to be humiliated and pushed around and while this all happens I'm jacking off behind the screen as I'm degraded and put down. Onion Farms will become a circus and I will be bullied over and over until I'm legit crying. You already know about my high school experience. Do you know I legit laugh in the dark? Also the girl admin that bullies the shit out of me is also fucked up in the head. And when she pushes me around she gets soaking wet. Then after she starts feeling bad she starts to send me nudes. It'll get to a point where Ken will be the priest of the marriage and we get legally married on a fucking forum because I'm such a loser. Honestly, I want my life on the internet to be a fucking circus. I hate trying to be the cool guy with a sword and shield. Who gives a fuck what I do? I shouldn't be harassed over being a deranged person, let the people who use this site fuck with me, punk me and try to get me riled up. Telling you, we get these female admins, one for ken and one for me, this site will become a comedy show where tomatoes get thrown at us.
I never met you in real life. Are you fucking becoming a schizophrenic??? Whoever this is, thanks for confirming my beliefs that all of you are watching everything I do!
I don't need that shit. What I need is already inside of me and it's diamonds. Shine. Sparkle. Dazzle. Everything is already to beautiful me. That beautiful finds me. So. Pussy Magnet videos are over hype brother.
You know what gets me laid without trying? Watching spirited away, then taking to a forum or website with a pretty good gender ratio for females, then talking about how poetic each scene is.
Because here is what happens.
"OMG YOU LIKE THAT MOVIE TOO!"
"AWE YOU"RE SO CUTE"
"YOU LIKE THE SAME THINGS I DO"
Within a week the girl is giving me nudes like I'm romeo and shit.
So quite down before I tell hitler you're hiding under my floor boards.
Forums gave birth to rooted speech from the hearts and minds. Gossip became it's machine. Ideas were the kites because of the wind. Social dynamic became titans of conforming. Nature and it's ecosystem became grand. As the sun rises above seas must I relocate this fine establishment will persist. There will be no steam. No roars. There will only be speed. Bring upon us the engineers that make electricity into suns. Bandits and their pirate attitudes will say this realm is other wise while I rebut the place of columns to be fine with it's own culture.
It's of it's own automation for hatred of valleys to throw insults & criticism. But one must remember. You could be alone at the top & every blade will try to come for your throat. Though here, there will be no such thing and the book turns it's own pages. May this be the year of such heights. Clouds towering with it's souls. Never locked into place as the sun rays of the sunsets come to kiss such softness. This establishment will be propelled to unimaginable worlds and it will set foot into the uncharted. But with no fear, it will go forward pushing against what comes its way.
Oh Savy. You silly girl. Watching you is a thrill. You know Savy. I have a new instagram *tehe*. You should try to find it. I mean, it's not like you don't know much about me. Because you do. But! You'd really fucking hate me when you see what I've been posting. Remember when your friends judged me for my weight? Yes... yes.
Oh Savannah. I challenge you to find it. So you can get your friends to try to make jokes. It's funny because those lesbians of yours. They couldn't do what I'm doing. If anything. They would pass out and die. You like to lurk huh? I like to lurk too. *tehe*. You made me more fucked up. I get a big grin on my face when I see something of yours out there on the internet. Let me ask you Savannah. What will you do when I'm the boss of this place? Or even better. The boss of where we first met? What will you do cutie? Then again you accused me of rape. Try doing that again. BECAUSE NO ONE CARES!!!
I just saw something you posted recently and it just made me wonder more about you. That's all I'm saying. I love stalking you. It's really fun. I love knowing you stalk everything I do too. I know you're watching. I also know Vicky is too. The funny thing though about Vicky. She completely left my mind. She probably thinks about me a lot. Can't stand the fact that she got punked. Me and the relative don't talk anymore. But it was fun while it lasted.
But as for you Savannah. I'm your stalker! And I will take your name and there is nothing you can do about it baby girl. IMAGINE GETTING YOUR ONLY INTERNET ALIAS STOLEN. *tehe* Why did you masturbate on camera so much? Begging me to watch. That cute little pussy of yours. Maybe if you used those fingers to play drums than pleasure yourself you could be in a band scene queen. Remember when you wanted me to call you that baby girl? Scene Queen. You're so fucking silly and sassy. I kind of miss the way you talked. Sassy bitch you were. Total scene girl dialect and shit. I bet your body is still rad though let's be real. Flat chest never turned me off. If anything you had a rad midriff, cute tight ass & cute pale skin. I could have fucked you while holding you in the air.
Anyways Savannah. I'm the real Faux90sKid now bitch. And there is NOTHING you can do about it bitch. You mental asylum bitch. Yeah I remember your little book too. What was it that you wanted to do? Oh that's right. Use a chainsaw on people. And that other thing? Torture your used to be best friend to death. IF ONLY I took screenshots. So Savannah. What will you do sweetie? Continue to hide after all that time you had your friends abuse me? I'm coming for you cutie. I will hunt you to the edge of the planet. Not in IRL. I have better things to do! But I mean. Just taunt you, just talk about you, just troll you, just play with you! Oh Savannah! Come play with me!
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