mun of Gori-Cori-the-killer my pronouns are He him. im Trans, and Pansexual, if you don't like that block me.
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watermelon
She showers with Pantene
But I got watermelown to keep me clean
They all wear helmets on their heads
But I got a watermelown instead
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is there a possibility I am gregnant
Am I preganananat
Or am I just spaghetti
How to know if I'm pregonte
Am I pregent
Or am I just a broken watermelon
Is there a way to know I'm pregers
Am I with spawn
Or am I just a frog
How to know if I'm pergamente
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bad person
ok so there's a p3d0 I met on discord that blatantly admitted to being a P3do and stole peoples art and pretend to be trans, idolized School sh00t3rs calling them adorable and said they wanted to marry Dahmer. She lied about being SAed and her SH is also a lie. Her parents enable her and let her be like this and it's sad.
If you know a 🖤 missvoxie 🖤 on discord please block her.
Her name is mia mononi, she's 23 and lives in Plainfield Illinois
She tried to get minors to send her Nud3s and sent minors Nud3s without their consent.
She stole multiple people art from Tumblr and other sights, she copies peoples character backstorys as well.
She lied about being trans because someone she knew came out and she wanted the attention on her.
She lied about being SA by her ex, I looked him up, he's not real.
any time someone was getting attention on a group call she's say she wanted to kys and then all the attention would go to her and then she'd say "I'm just kidding guys it was a joke"
She dated my sister and blackmailed her into sending Nud3s along with one of their other girlfriends
Please spread the word about her.
blatantly admitted to being a p3d0
they admitted to stealing art designs here.
and harased a minor for having to get off call to do things here.
That's her alt account.
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Please repost in tight on money and am trying to make enough for rent.
Anyone need a paper written and can't find the time to, text me I'll wright it for $20 per page for highschool assignments and $30 per page for college assignments. The price difference is due to the education level being different, college work
DM me if interested (not on here)
Facebook: Dexter Jones (my profile below for help)
Discord: The_Folklore_System#0095
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Mun needs advice
Hey guys so i wanna start exercising more so i can get healthier both mentaly and physically. my body barely gets enough oxygen for me to walk up a flight of stairs without panting and that's not healthy. I want to get stronger and be able to walk long distances without panting like a dog for most of it. What should I do with my workout regimen?
So far all I do is go on a 20 minute walk every 3 days. i know i need to exercise at least 6 days a week for an hour each day
If you can’t help me with advice please at least reblog so this can reach other people so I can get the advice and recommendations I need.
Thank you so much! Have a great day/ afternoon/ night
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futuer plans
next year i'm going to be working 2 jobs and going to collage so i can pay off student det
after my 4 years in collage i will be working 3 jobs so i can save up money to open my own diner.
after i open my own diner i will probably be working 2 jobs
so yeah um i'm living in an apartment the rest of my life after college. hope there is one that will let me have 3 dogs and 4 cats otherwise i need a home for them.
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hey guys, it's been a while how is everyone?
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holy carp, it's true.
the ocean is a soup!
it has water, salt, minerals, vegetables, and meat. it is just a luke warm fish soup and in some spost a cold fish soup and in others a cold fish soup with a layer of crunch.
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vent post
i wish i good enough!
but i dont think i ever will be. im a failyer, im broken, im a mess, im a loser, im a disgrace, im a freek, im a monster.
im just a toy to him, while he worshops my siblings.
he beat me down and broke me, because he didnt want me. because i wasnt ment to be what i am. he hurt me every day.
now i question why i exist, why im like this, why the poeple that love me do. but i cant find anything.
i just wish i was good enough, i wish i could have been what he wanted. i wish he loved me. i wish he didnt hurt me.
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yoga instructor: releas all of the sounds in your minnd
me: *screames for 2 minuts*
yoga instructor: um sir are you ok?
me: i'm a lil messed up.
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the darkness in my soul
it haunts me
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mun stuff
ok so as y’all know i’m struggling to find a place to stay, if anyone, anyone at all can help please do. i’m going to be opening a go fund me page so can have some cash to get to where i will be staying so if anyone can take me in i can just go there and not have to get them to come get me. i really dont know what to do or how i’m gonna get out of this pickle that i got myself into so it would be great if y’all could help me. if you can’t donate or help please reblog this and share it. it means a lot to me, thanks guys.
https://www.gofundme.com/f/trying-to-get-a-place-to-stay-at-for-a-while?utm_source=customer&utm_medium=copy_link&utm_campaign=p_cf+share-flow-3
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school lock down 5 years ago today
me and my brother were sitting in our 5th grade math class when it happened.
Someone came onto the school PA system saying something along the lines of “hello teachers and students, this is a code 3 lock down, keep the kids away from the windows there is an acti-” a gunshot ran over the intercom along with some screaming then someone else took the PA “come out come out wherever you are kiddies” and then it went to static. My teacher made us go into the corner and stay down. She unlocked the vent and started pushing us into the vent saying “crawl kids, go, don’t look back, and don't stop till you’re out” everyone except me went into the vent I told her “I’m not gonna leave you behind” she told me “If you didn't go i will” so I told her “chivalry is not dead” and watched her crawl through. The doorknob jiggled and someone started banging on the door, I shut the grate of the vent and curled up under the desk. The door got kicked down and the shooter walked in, his blood covered work boots dragged across the floor leaving bloody boot prints on the tan tile. His shotgun tapped the floor as if he was using it as a cane. He came closer, and closer, and closer, to the point his feet were right on the other side of the desk. I held my breath, closed my eyes, and prayed for it to be over fats. When I opened them I was in the arms of a police officer. He told me “you’re gonna be okay sweaty, I've got you, it was very brave of you to hide on your own so your mates wouldn’t get hurt, we’re all very proud of you.” and he brought me out of the school.
It still haunts me to this day because they never found the shooter. It’s been 5 years and I still have trouble sleeping without thinking about it. I still can't get the blood of our secretary, dean of students, and 6 innocent young kindergartners out of my head. I keep thinking “why couldn’t it have been me instead…” but I know that it wouldn’t have made it better.
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