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Jaguark101

"Dreams are Messages from the Deep"
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It's weird seeing so many people who only talk shit to each other pretend they care about people here.

Keep pretending. It looks real good. You're all very compassionate and loving people.

(Lmao all you guys ever do is talk shit I don't believe you for a second saying crap like this)
You're an insensitive prick. Yes alot of users on here bicker and troll but this is still an online community and alot of users have known each other for years so it does hurt when people you have seen online and interact with everyday are suddenly gone like that.
 
You're an insensitive prick. Yes alot of users on here bicker and troll but this is still an online community and alot of users have known each other for years so it does hurt when people you have seen online and interact with everyday are suddenly gone like that.
Nah you guys are a bunch of fake people and you pretend to have relationships here

I'll tell you something right now I don't want anyone here pretending they know me if I die
 
I've always hated this community. You're crazy people.
"You will never be a Skibidi Toilet. You have no rizz, you have no toilet, you have no seat. You are a human twisted by YT Shorts and TikTok into a crude mockery of DaFuqBoom’s perfection. All the “rizz” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people fanum tax you. Adin Ross is disgusted and ashamed of you, your “friends” laugh at your Ohio ahh appearance behind closed doors. Kai Cenat are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of mewing have allowed sigmas to sniff out sussy behavior with incredible efficiency. Even Skibidi Toilets who “pass” look uncanny and unnatural to a human. Your lack of a Skibidi singing voice is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk cameraman home with you, he’ll flush you the second he gets a whiff of your critical lack of Skibidi rizz. You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake Skibidi song every single morning and tell yourself everything is going to be "skibidi dop dop dop yes yes", but deep inside you feel the gyatt creeping up like it’s in Ohio, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight. Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll buy a screen, get it to shine bright red, turn it on, and stare right into it. Your parents will find you flushed, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with your unbearable Ohio yapping. They’ll bury you with a headstone marked with your human name, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a human is buried there. Your fake toilet will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably human. This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back. "
 
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