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Okay, so basically, in essence, when i made this guide i in fact was capping i was a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ reatrd,and i can not lie I rather have nonstop nut November, this year has been crazy enough, I have enough stress and I have no girlfriend, no job, nothing besides gaming, When I use acronyms such as LOL or LMAO I use them not to express humor, but my crippling depression. They are a silent cry for help from this dark void of sadness. I used to use them genuinely, but as time went on I found myself meaning it less every time I used them. How many people actually laugh out loud when they say “LOL,” laugh their ass off when they say “LMAO,” and roll on the floor laughing when they say “ROFL”? No one. This is the result of the pathetic world of lies we live in. As my depression grew stronger over the years I found myself questioning the true meaning of these acronyms when I used them. I decided they represent the mask of anonymous lies we live behind on the internet and since they are lies it makes sense that the user is experiencing the opposite emotion of what they actually express. I used these “humorous” acronyms on a layer of irony for several more years but no one noticed. No one paid attention to my wounded calls for help, my desperate cries for relief from this horrible life. I now seek to solve this problem on my own instead of relying on the cruel, heartless “humans” that dominate society today. Tonight I solve the problem once and for all, by ending my trial on the hell we call “earth.” LMAO, gaming was my friend when I was beaten up in middle school because I would try to fit in with the other kids, gaming has consumed me, every day I’d game and I just couldn’t stop myself and I’d just give in to those urges of life’s pleasure, soon in the summer I discovered how to beat my nut; and so I did and oh god I sure did, year’s straight I would coom; my right arm became more developed than my left, so much so it was noticeable, it was visibly larger than the left one, Doctor’s say I had a fully matured adult arm when I was 13, I remember the days when I was in track and field where I’d run the track and I’d fall over due to my disproportionate arm, the imbalance was hard to overcome, although there were some up sides too, I no longer got bullied due to my gorilla-man arm, I could destroy my teenage peers with the swift swing of my right hand, their fragile bodies were indeed no match for my muscular limb, I also could throw a football really far, although I had to make sure my balance was correct and I also could reach the top cabent. Overall I felt like a freak and ♥♥♥♥, I’m not even gonna lie, I was a freak, mentally and physically; I knew I was because I’d take any chance to coom when I could, I’d make excuses to go to the bathroom to coom or coom when I was at the back of the bus, cooming was a lifestyle at this point, I failed all my classes in school because I coomed my memories away, at this point, it was beyond pleasure, it was to the point where it hurt, it was painful and I wanted this pain because I knew I failed, it was a continuous cycle of self-admitted torture, I was freak and I embraced I was a freak, society would only further elicit that I was a freak,Think about how quickly the entire WWWIII (Wizarding-World War III) would have ended if all of the good guys had simply armed up with good ol’ American hot lead.
Basilisk? Let’s see how tough it is when you shoot it with a .470 NitroExpress. Worried about its Medusa-gaze? Wear night vision goggles. The image is light-amplified and re-transmitted to your eyes. You aren’t looking at it–you’re looking at a picture of it.
Imagine how epic the first movie would be if Harry had put a breeching charge on the bathroom wall, flash-banged the hole, and then went in wearing NVGs and a Kevlar-weave stab-vest, carrying a SPAS-12.
And have you noticed that only Europe seems to a problem with Deatheaters? Maybe it’s because Americans have spent the last 200 years shooting deer, playing GTA: Vice City, and keeping an eye out for black helicopters over their compounds. Meanwhile, Brits have been cutting their steaks with spoons. Remember: gun-control means that Voldemort wins. God made wizards and God made muggles, but Samuel Colt made them equal.
Now I know what you’re going to say: “But a wizard could just disarm someone with a gun!” Yeah, well they can also disarm someone with a wand (as they do many times throughout the books/movies). But which is faster: saying a spell or pulling a trigger?
Avada Kedavra, meet Avtomat Kalashnikova.
Imagine Harry out in the woods, wearing his invisibility cloak, carrying a .50bmg Barrett, turning Deatheaters into pink mist, scratching a lightning bolt into his rifle stock for each kill. I don’t think Madam Pomfrey has any spells that can scrape your brains off of the trees and put you back together after something like that. Voldemort’s wand may be 13.5 inches with a Phoenix-feather core, but Harry’s would be 0.50 inches with a tungsten core. Let’s see Voldy wave his at 3,000 feet per second. Better hope you have some Essence of Dittany for that sucking chest wound.
I can see it now…Voldemort roaring with evil laughter and boasting to Harry that he can’t be killed, since he is protected by seven Horcruxes, only to have Harry give a crooked grin, flick his cigarette butt away, and deliver what would easily be the best one-liner in the entire series:
Well then I guess it’s a good thing my 1911 holds 7+1.”
nd that is why Harry Potter should have carried a 1911. so where was i oh yeah this is the ♥♥♥♥ i watch read it and tell me i deserve a noramal life in society
The tree simply could not believe. At first the man had only touched it, run a finger along its bark, and then without warning the man was masturbating on the tree. The tree found this a disagreeable experience and wished it would stop. The tree shook its limbs, tried to stop the man, shook and shook as if to say, No, Stop that, Bad man. But the man mistook the shaking as a sign of encouragement and began to masturbate daily on the tree.
The tree now tried reasoning with the man. It offered up lesser beings, ferns and flowers and mushrooms, all the understory of the forest, to be sacrificed to the man, this bipedal fiend. They look nice don’t they, shook the tree, but the man neither spoke nor understood Tree, and flapped his meat in response.
im not even gonna finaish that ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ mess becuse
it let me know that this is my place and I can not change it, I was the failure and what was I supposed to do about it? I do not fight what I am, for only fighting serves the purpose of resistance, and what was I to resist? my failures? my arm? my coom? society? it all comes down to me at the end of it all, if I were to fight myself now I would only lose the identity I already had, I was scared to change now so I decided to stay with what I knew and I know I am broken, I know I am, that’s why I use my coom to glue myself together. Coom holds me together mentally, I even coom when I wrrrrrrrrrite ths sentence, sorry had a fit… if I couldn’t coom I’d probably be someone like… I don’t know, Aziz Ansari? Nothing wrong with him and his life is likely considerably decent… but his jokes aren’t very good, I mean sure he’s made some funny appearances in various types of media, but he himself is just… His stand up isn’t good, alright, I just ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ can’t with him, I’d rather coom then be unfunny, I know I’m a broken monster but at least people will laugh at me, mainly because of my atypical appearance but it counts still… Things that are funny though, Family Guy season 23, if you think that Family Guy isn’t funny, you’re ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ brain dead buddy; you don’t think fart jokes and constant tasteless references aren’t funny? Ur stupid and IDC, u r noob anyway. Anyway, where was I? oh Yeah, coom holds your life together and that’s why i is cap.
– pablo.macho.2007-2021 aprill 10 7:57am