Intense masturbation and ability to turn any situation awkward.

Over three thousand likes. I'm fourteen, male and straight. One girl tried to fuck me. One girl literally crouched on me naked. Do you realize how messed up that is? I was twelve two years ago. I closed my eyes, and told her to go put some clothes on. I left her house, and have not spoken to her since.

I have heard enough horror stories and had enough sweet girls turn violent enough to punch me in the stomach at church to know what you mean. Luckily, I will never know the full extent of your pain.

I haven't spoken to anyone my age in months. I'm not worth knowing.

I don't have any friends. I haven't spoken to anyone my age in months.

Black buns.

I remember that one time when I was talking to a girl about my fanon on doctor who, but I couldn't get a word out without stuttering. I was just smiling obliviously while failing to form a single syllable.
She looked like she was going to kill something.
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She had to threaten to call the police on me fourteen days ago.

Things do change over time, but it's because of devolving. Loss of information. Selective breeding only speeds it up.

Oh really? I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my arms, and every afternoon I break my legs. I lie awake at night in Agony, until my heart attacks put me to sleep. And just because some kid was born in Australia, he's more hardcore than me?

I have no friends. And a horrible family. I dont even wish for friends. I just wish for death.

A lot of this is false. Don't believe it just because William Sanford said so. William Sanford is also known as Bill Nye.

The only black guy I know is named Jamal.

"Not me, but someone."

It would be pretty hard to hide a parachute. And why would you wear a backpack to your suicide? Logically the husband must have known she had a parachute.