Tell your life story

[Nyerp]

when i was a young boy my father came into my room every night and told me to stop shaking, told me he would keep me warm. he taught me the meaning of life was to achieve that strange warm feeling as much as possible. my mother wanted to give me that strange warm feeling too but he told her to bend over and made me watch. mommy looked happy. he bought this brown colored child to the mansion and had me practice giving that strange warm feeling to others. i guess it was his turn to watch. one time when his breath smelled of liqour he called me a "fucking hermie" i still ponder on the meaning of these words as i stick the long thing into the hole every night when i think i'm alone but i know he's watching and sticking it in his too. mommy told me one time that this family was "bisexsual heaven". she told me that when it feels wet in there i should bend the long thing into it. i love my parents.

now here i am a 37 year old and they still wont let me leave the house until "we run out of juice"

vanilla is my favorite

the end

[unwelc0med]

tl;dr no seriously what the FUCK was the point of that? 

[Nyerp]

tl;dr no seriously what the FUCK was the point of that? 

i'm bored and i love shock value cook

[Himu]

This thread would have potential if it was serious.

[Daddy]

When I was a young boy my father took me into the city To see a marching band.He said,"Son when you grow up,will you be the saviour of the broken, The beaten and the damned?"He said"Will you defeat them, your demons, and all the non believers, the plans that they have made?" Because one day I leave you, A phantom to lead you in the summer, To join the black parade." When I was a young boy, My father took me into the city To see a marching band. He said, "Son when you grow up, will you be the saviour of the broken, The beaten and the damned?"

now here i am an 18 year old and they still wont let me leave the house until "we run out of juice"

vanilla is my favorite

the end

[Nyerp]

OKAY OKAY GEEZ

i was born in salt lake city, utah and a short time later my parents moved to charlotte, north carolina for my dad's work. i was raised a mormon kid (though i never really lived by any of it) and was raised in a kinda shitty neighborhood. i alway tried my hardest in school. later we moved to waxhaw, north carolina in a big house in a non-shitty neighborhood. i later let go of my religion. i have a brother and two sisters, one sister was the biological daughter of my mom and some guy who cheated on her. my mom and dad got (mormon) married but they don't consider my dad a stepdad to my sister for some reason. she is now married to a mormon moron like herself (jk i wub her) and is out of college in her 20s. my other sister is a middle schooler and my brother is a high schooler like myself only he is a dipshit. i have a dog and a cat my balls itch my dad is a self proclaimed secular humanist and i don't like tits.

vanilla is my favorite

the end

[Garahe]

What the hell was the OP's point? It was a big pile of hermaphroditic stupidity.


Lol, is hermaphroditic even a word?

[The artist formally known]

okay her eis mine

when i was a young boy my father came into my room every night and told me to stop shaking, told me he would keep me warm. he taught me the meaning of life was to achieve that strange warm feeling as much as possible. my mother wanted to give me that strange warm feeling too but he told her to bend over and made me watch. mommy looked happy. he bought this brown colored child to the mansion and had me practice giving that strange warm feeling to others. i guess it was his turn to watch. one time when his breath smelled of liqour he called me a "fucking hermie" i still ponder on the meaning of these words as i stick the long thing into the hole every night when i think i'm alone but i know he's watching and sticking it in his too. mommy told me one time that this family was "bisexsual heaven". she told me that when it feels wet in there i should bend the long thing into it. i love my parents.

now here i am a 37 year old and they still wont let me leave the house until "we run out of juice"

vanilla is my favorite

the end

[Nyerp]

okay her eis mine

when i was a young boy my father came into my room every night and told me to stop shaking, told me he would keep me warm. he taught me the meaning of life was to achieve that strange warm feeling as much as possible. my mother wanted to give me that strange warm feeling too but he told her to bend over and made me watch. mommy looked happy. he bought this brown colored child to the mansion and had me practice giving that strange warm feeling to others. i guess it was his turn to watch. one time when his breath smelled of liqour he called me a "fucking hermie" i still ponder on the meaning of these words as i stick the long thing into the hole every night when i think i'm alone but i know he's watching and sticking it in his too. mommy told me one time that this family was "bisexsual heaven". she told me that when it feels wet in there i should bend the long thing into it. i love my parents.

now here i am a 37 year old and they still wont let me leave the house until "we run out of juice"

vanilla is my favorite

the end

hey ur not me

[Samus Aran]

i want to see sbkt's post in this thread so i can finally find out the details of him being raped

[Nyerp]

lol bisexsual

POST YOUR LIFE STORY FUCKS

[Daphnia]

I was born into care under gophers, raised as one of their own, where I grew into the awe-inspiring achievement that I am today.

[Nyerp]

I was born into care under gophers, raised as one of their own, where I grew into the awe-inspiring achievement that I am today.

wher do you live? underground?

[Daphnia]

I live in the White House =|

[Nyerp]

they don't let blackies in there that's why they call it the white house =|\