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Why doesn’t anyone else hear the voices

uh oh

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Hey, I'm unsure of what to do right now. I have a friend at school who told me her mom almost punched her last night for forgetting to start the washer. She also told me about how her parents would beat her brother for getting in trouble. She's so worried that she asked if my parents would let her sleep at our house if she had to run away one night. (I'm fairly certain they would.) I gave her my address just in case. I asked if she wanted me to tell someone, but she said it'd make it worse. And I'm pretty sure I'm the only person she's told, so if I did, and someone came to her about it, she'd know I said something. And I don't want to make it worse. We only have one class together, and she can only text when she has Wi-Fi, so communication is hard. I don't know what to do, and I'm scared for her. We're in high school, but can't drive on our own yet, so it's not like I can quickly go pick her up somewhere if she'd in trouble. Do I say something to someone? I don't know what to do.

If you think your friend might be in trouble, you can tell a trusted adult or school counselor and see what they can do about it. I once told a school counselor about emotional abuse my friend was going through, and I think they followed up. Do whatever feels right. Prayers for you

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LMAO I WROTE THE TRIDEN THING AT 3 AM SORRY

I BELIEVE YOU WHOLEHEARTEDLY

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Once upon a time, in a far, far away land (depending on whether you used the metric system or US customary) there lived a peasant. His name was Donald Duck. The people of the kingdom he resided in often teased him for his orange face, as oranges were considered the leading cause of CVS in the country, and they made fun of his preferred instrument: the trumpet. It was the only one he could play, although not very well. The commoners often complained of broken, or worse, LOST, eardrums. Those who had theirs disappeared by Donald’s awful playing had to go through the Lost & Found, a place none would wish upon their worst enemy. And they all hated Donald for making them have to do it.

Except for one person. She was sitting by her window one day as Donald played. She seemed familiar. Mulan, maybe…Sirilexagoogle…MELANIA! That was who she was. Donald had fallen in love with her in just the few minutes that he played as he saw her luscious curls bop back and forth as her head swayed along to the sound of his trumpet.

Then, something that only could have happened in his worst nightmares, HAPPENED. The ruler of the kingdom, Queen Harris, walked to the window and kissed Melania passionately. Then she looked at Donald through the window and flipped him off.

Donald cried as he walked around his neighborhood. He had been rejected, by the Queen-in-Law, no less! He weeped and weeper and weeped, until someone noticed him. That someone placed a firm but gentle hand on Donald’s shoulder.

“P-pleasure to meet you kind sir,” Donald said, trying to use his manners. He wanted to impress this beautiful stranger. Which, considering he had seen Donald crying, would not work.

The stranger started singing in the most beautiful voice Donald had ever heard. “HuSh liTtlE bAby eAt a bANanA.”

Donald sniffed, his crying coming to an end. This stranger had known how to comfort him perfectly. “Th-thank you. Thank you so much.”

“Call me Joe. It’s short for Joe Mama.”

“I love you.” It had slipped out before Donald had time to think it through. He opened his mouth to try to explain himself, but was interrupted by Joe’s lips smashing against his mouth. They smooched and it was chapter 42 of Stellarlune, except Greyfell got bored and pooped on both of their heads. The poo dried, and that became their permanent hair. They called it their wedding rings, as they were too lazy to buy any.

Kamala and Melania watched, laughing, lesbianing, and gaying.

the end

-raven

I don’t even question what people send here anymore but against my better judgement: what?

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the McDonald’s one was me and I have no fucking idea who you are or if you go to McDonald’s 😭😭😭🤡

INSANE

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Isa had been outside at McDonalds when the two adults saw her.

“Isa? Is that you?” They both asked in unison.

“Uh…yeah?”

“Oh my god, I love you.”

“…Thanks?”

“I’ll be with you in sickness and in health. And right now, you’re in sickness. The sickness being…Katie.” They shuddered in unison.

“She’s my friend?”

“She’s pretending to be your friend,” one tried to explain. “But really, she’s the one breaking all of the McDonalds ice cream machines.”

“But…I’ve been breaking them.”

“She’s fooled you into thinking that. You can run away with me.”

“Or me! I have Nutella and the movie Supersize Me!”

“I could write you Tiana fanfiction!”

“I have my own Nutella. Also, I’m a minor?”

“You need to get away from Katie.” The two adults started shouting.

Isa walked away, trying to get as far as possible from them. They had already started kissing over the table. It wasn’t worth it to stay, even if she wasn’t going to get her Happy Meal. She was going to tell Katie about this the next time she saw her.

The way I would never go to McDonald’s ever ever ever so there’s no shot I broke that ice cream machine lmao

This is genuinely hysterical thank you for your service anon

@permanently-stressed

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I wrote that in like ten minutes I swear I went into a trance

me writing fanfiction for actual fandoms

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Boy when you said weird anons the people weren’t kidding

they really were not

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Two people were sitting at a desk, talking to each other in hushed to eat as Katie walked in.

She could've sworn she heard her name exchanged, so she quickly cleared her throat. The two people looked up at her, and instead of looking surprised or... caught, their faces both hardened.

"You're Katie, right?" one of them asked. "Isa's cognate?"

Katie nodded, confused, and had a strange feeling that this was an ambush of sorts.

Even though this was her room. She owned it.

"I am, yeah." She replied, and grew alarmed at the look on one of the people's face.

"It's rude to bully people, you know." They told her.

This entire interaction left Katie worried. Where did this come from? "Yeah? I know?"

The person on the right raised their eyebrows. "Do you? Isa said you were bullying her, which is not a good look for you."

Once again, Katie was at a loss for words. These people were like hate anons but specifically designed to make you upset. "It was a joke? Do you guys not know what jokes are?"

They seemed to ignore her, the person on the left piping up. "I would be a way better cognate to Isa than you," they told her. "I would write her Tiana fanfiction and wouldn't make her pretend to like wicked and sokeefe makeputs."

A laugh bubbled up in Katie's throat. If Isa could hear this... "Would you? Because she does like all of those things."

They both stared at her again, and Katie looked behind her, hoping that she could leave.

"Yeah, because you're forcing her," They told her. "It's not like people can gain new interests all of a sudden."

These people must live very sad lives, if they didn't gain any new interests ever, Katie thought. Or did they need to file an application to gain one?

Either way, she was getting really weirded out and slowly inches towards the door. The two people sitting at the desk kept yelling about how they would be so much better for Isa than her, yelling over each other.

"You basically got cancelled!"

"You're too old for her!"

And, as soon as Katie reached the door, they leaned over the table and started making out.

...What.

Full on crawling on top of the table, too.

Katie slipped outf of the door, needing to tell Isa about her experience.

Little did she know, her cognate was having a very similar one.

AWGESHDRGSFSDAGSFSHSHGSSHFGSDSHFGDSHFDNF @permanently-stressed SOMEONE WROTE A FIC

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are you gonna become the monster rawr rawr rawr /ref

STOP ABSKSHK

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katie i would be afraid

No

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Shannon loves love trianles (No matter how hard she denies it)

Like, when Fitz finds a new gf (I know he will)

She'll throw Tam into Sophie's love life!

(I'm just joking...I really hope she doesn't do this! Sokeefe Rules!)

(Anyways, did you know that people ship Tam and Sophie? It blew my mind when it popped up on wattpad!)

I hope that doesn't happen she has enough drama

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Just bcuz I can't put it on a poll

Do you ship....

Katie and...

My unicorn

(He's single and has muscles👹😝)

what the frickity frick frick frick

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Katie, I made a script for you!

You: *Wakes up with the feeling that you're being watched*

*You hear a scraping sound from outside of your window...*

SCARY PART

*You hesitantly walk over to the window, holding...A lamp...*

Wow, Katie...Why not a bat or something?

*You swing open the curtain...Only to find a muscular unicorn with sunglasses standing in front of you*

*You gasp, love-struck*

Katie! It's a unicorn for crying out loud! A UNICORN! Don't fall in love with it!

*You fall in love with it and have a happily ever after...*

ONE YEAR LATER

*You realize he's Grayfall*

😬Bruh

WHAT.

@the-way-astray I DONT WANT TO HEAR YOU COMPLAINING ABOUT STRIEEFE EVER AGAIN WHAT IS THIS

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ryan trahan is so malewife coded

ok valid (still don't know who that is)

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ryan trahan is actually one of the realest people on earth

valid (idk who that is)

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KATIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEe

Yeah, no, immana pass out now. PLEASE UPDATE THIS BLOGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG

Please...I feel my brain going insaneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

No, I'm fainting now. Bye

hi??