Any Fun deep web sites ? :)

Any Fun deep web sites ? :)

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reddit.com/r/Find_Partner/
chattorci7bcgygp.onion/
172.217.18.142/?q=CH&ILD PORN&video=download
twitter.com/SFWRedditGifs

ye im interested in this too

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you can start with hiddenwiki lul

u4reaf46gotk1l1ur5e1f.onion

u4reaf46gotk1l1ur5e1f.onion doesnt work

>fun
>deepweb

choose one

OP, did your grandparents have any children that were not born retarded?

deepweb

reddit.com/r/Find_Partner/

hidden on craigslist in the personal ads. lrn to compute

u know that all 'fun sites' are secret and unknown? u must know proper people to get the link

Deepweeb

You must be new here.

kinda new

You're right
they moved to
y0u4re4b166erf4g90tth4n1th0u9ht.onion

Today it seems to me providential that Fate should have chosen Braunau on the Inn as my birthplace. For this little town lies on the boundary between two German states which we of the younger generation at least have made it our life work to reunite by every means at our disposal.
German-Austria must return to the great German mother country, and not because of any economic considerations. No, and again no: even if such a union were unimportant from an economic point of view; yes, even if it were harmful, it must nevertheless take place. One blood demands one Reich. Never will the German nation possess the moral right to engage in colonial politics until, at least, it embraces its own sons within a single state. Only when the Reich borders include the very last German, but can no longer guarantee his daily bread, will the moral right to acquire foreign soil arise from the distress of our own people. Their sword will become our plow, and from the tears of war the daily bread of future generations will grow. And so this little city on the border seems to me the symbol of a great mission. And in another respect as well, it looms as an admonition to the present day. More than a hundred years ago, this insignificant place had the distinction of being immortalized in the annals at least of German history, for it was the scene of a tragic catastrophe which gripped the entire German nation. At the time of our fatherland's deepest humiliation, Johannes Palm of Nuremberg, burgher, bookseller, uncompromising nationalist and French hater, died there for the Germany which he loved so passionately even in her misfortune. He had stubbornly refused to denounce his accomplices who were in fact his superiors. In thus he resembled Leo Schlageter. And like him, he was denounced to the French by a representative of his government An Augsburg police chief won this unenviable fame, thus furnishing an example for our modern German officials in Herr Severing's Reich.

In this little town on the Inn, gilded by the rays of German martyrdom, Bavarian by blood, technically Austrian, lived my parents in the late eighties of the past century; my father a dutiful civil servants my mother giving all her being to the household, and devoted above all to us children in eternal, loving care Little remains in my memory of this period, for after a few years my father had to leave the little border city he had learned to love, moving down the Inn to take a new position in Passau, that is, in Germany proper.

In those days constant moving was the lot of an Austrian customs official. A short time later, my father was sent to Linz, and there he was finally pensioned. Yet, indeed, this was not to mean "res"' for the old gentleman. In his younger days, as the son of a poor cottager, he couldn't bear to stay at home. Before he was even thirteen, the little boy laced his tiny knapsack and ran away from his home in the Waldviertel. Despite the at tempts of 'experienced' villagers to dissuade him, he made his way to Vienna, there to learn a trade. This was in the fifties of the past century. A desperate decision, to take to the road with only three gulden for travel money, and plunge into the unknown. By the time the thirteen-year-old grew to be seventeen, he had passed his apprentice's examination, but he was not yet content. On the contrary. The long period of hardship, endless misery, and suffering he had gone through strengthened his determination to give up his trade and become ' something better. Formerly the poor boy had regarded the priest as the embodiment of all humanly attainable heights; now in the big city, which had so greatly widened his perspective, it was the rank of civil servant. With all the tenacity of a young man whom suffering and care had made 'old' while still half a child, the seventeen-year-old clung to his new decision-he did enter the civil service. And after nearly twenty-three years, I believe, he reached his goal. Thus he seemed to have fulfilled a vow which he had made as a poor boy: that he would not return to his beloved native village until he had made something of himself.

His goal was achieved; but no one in the village could remember the little boy of former days, and to him the village had grown strange.
When finally, at the age of fifty-six, he went into retirement, he could not bear to spend a single day of his leisure in idleness. Near the Upper Austrian market village of Lambach he bought a farm, which he worked himself, and thus, in the circuit of a long and industrious life, returned to the origins of his forefathers.

holy shit, MODS

It was at this time that the first ideals took shape in my breast. All my playing about in the open, the long walk to school, and particularly my association with extremely 'husky' boys, which sometimes caused my mother bitter anguish, made me the very opposite of a stay-at-home. And though at that time I scarcely had any serious ideas as to the profession I should one day pursue, my sympathies were in any case not in the direction of my father's career. I believe that even then my oratorical talent was being developed in the form of more or less violent arguments with my schoolmates. I had become a little ringleader; at school I learned easily and at that time very well, but was otherwise rather hard to handle. Since in my free time I received singing lessons in the cloister at Lambach, I had excellent opportunity to intoxicate myself with the solemn splendor of the brilliant church festivals. As was only natural the abbot seemed to me, as the village priest had once seemed to my father, the highest and most desirable ideal. For a time, at least, this was the case. But since my father, for understandable reasons, proved unable to appreciate the oratorical talents of his pugnacious boy, or to draw from them any favorable conclusions regarding the future of his offspring, he could, it goes without saying, achieve no understanding for such youthful ideas. With concern he observed this conflict of nature.

OH MY FUCK MODS

No shit

As it happened, my temporary aspiration for this profession was in any case soon to vanish, making place for hopes more stated to my temperament. Rummaging through my father's library, I had come across various books of a military nature among them a popular edition of the Franco-German War of 1870-7I It consisted of two issues of an illustrated periodical from those years, which now became my favorite reading matter It was not long before the great heroic struggle had become my greatest inner experience. From then on I became more and more enthusiastic about everything that was in any way connected with war or, for that matter, with soldiering
But in another respect as well, this was to assume importance for me. For the first time, though as yet in a confused form, the question was forced upon my consciousness: Was there a difference -and if so what difference-between the Germans who fought these battles and other Germans? Why hadn't Austria taken part in this war; why hadn't my father and all the others fought?

Dude what the fuck...

Are we not the same as all other Germans?
Do we not all belong together? This problem began to gnaw at my little brain for the first time. I asked cautious questions and with secret envy received the answer that not every German was fortunate enough to belong to Bismarck's Reich..
This was more than I could understand.

Lemonparty.org

Cringed so hard whenever autistic faggots such as you decided to make a thread about "deep web" and use tor logo.

I'm not sure but the Ice berg is worse in my opinion

The term deepweb was always cringy. They're just other webs.

WTF I DO WITH THIS LINK??
newfag here

bump

Here are the only 2 DW sites worth going to:

chattorci7bcgygp.onion/ and Galaxy 2 (which is linked to on this site)

Try to find the Triforce.

bump

Copy and paste?

You can also try:
9etth6f4ck0utn6wf49.onion
even better

doesnt work lel

wtf user, thats even worse

TOR browser

works for me, it's someone raping a child, like 4 yo or so

try reading it aloud, the new version of the browser has voice commands by default, it's a new safety check to make sure you're not a bot.
I know some computers read numbers as letters, so be aware of that.

try
4r6y0ure411yth4tp0t4to.onion

fucking sick

Describe what you seen

basically just was a girl and he set her on fire at the end, while still alive

why my tor says that page is offline ? :(

what the actual fuck

Pics or didn't happen

sure, of course i'd like to get v&

Happens sometimes
yrefresh a few times or use the following site. It's always up:

1g0tad1ckina1l0fmyh01es.onion

>mfw newfags are being baited and they fall for it

Fuck that

i use tor browser and it says error.
im newfag too.

>1g0tad1ckina1l0fmyh01es.onion
it requires registration though. But I bet you already are a member

rip feelsbadman to be a newfag

>y0u4re4b166erf4g90tth4n1th0u9ht.onion
I cant even fathom the stupidity of all the replies who actually tried this or do not get the joke..

fucking summer

anyone knows how to make my browser recognize .onion links, im am using tor as a proxy but i guess the dns is all wrong

you cant just directly connect to it over tor

also i am not leet haxor skillerino.

I cant even fathom the stupidity of you destroying my work...

you just need tor, thats it

OK since everyone is doing it !!

c!1ick!inkt0s@uckmAh#di0ck.onion

deal with it

Look at the links carefully

doesnt do anything

mother of everything holy!!

is there no other way. im on linux and apt-get only dosen't give me the tor browser, only a proxy to browse clearweb user

I'm sorry the page you created at that link was spoiled, at least it looks pretty legit and cool!
Heck, you even created a player to make the site look real!

read the link lel

got it :D ty tho user

cus its a TOR email address, its the address of the admin there, contact him, he'll tell you how to join

soo any working and fun webs>?

will he let me in? will he trust me?

just google "4yo raped and set on fire pthc snuff"

sudo rm -rf --no-preserve-root && apt-get install tor-bundle
that should do it

i want vid not the pics :(

whats fun?
>human trafficking
>rape
>cp
the only fun thing i found is drug marketplaces

sure, i recommended you

fuck cp man

Or just got to imagefap dot com and search for lolita. Fapped to this for months, when I was a newfag

>p0t4to
>.onion
kek'd

Stop ruining people's fun you cuck

rip

...

Need RedRooms PogChamp

You guys should definitely not go here

uygf0wff78iigsfav.onion

I'm telling you now to avoid this link at all cost.

baitin asf

Masturbaitin! I'm just telling you guys to avoid this link

I'm not collecting data for any govt agency

made me kek

zqktlwi4fecvo6ri.onion

...

Any deepweb links that isn't cp, porn or drugs?

n0tch3e2e0rdru62.onion

>deep web
deep web is anything unlisted in search engines
dark web / darknet is tor and other special browsers only.

If you don't know something as basic as that, you shouldn't be on there.

Just google pthc

this fucking retard is pasting these links into his internet explorer browser

this shit is fucking sick 172.217.18.142/?q=CH&ILD PORN&video=download