This is my thread just for me. You are not allowed to post here

This is my thread just for me. You are not allowed to post here

hello

uhh you don't get to not bring friends

>12 minutes
>2poster replied to my thread
>the french flag was the first to reply as always
>feeling sad
>i 'm more lazy than ever today
>what am i even doing here
>why i'm still alive

dun kill urself wow :ooo

He is large

WE'LL SEE ABOUT THAT

so how is it going? Same old blogposting?

>minute 30
>the french poster wasn't that bad he seemed kind
> a funny qt japanese poster posted in my thread
>i'm happy yet i'm sad
>why the hell was i born in those condition
>i don't want to live
>oh i need good mango and animo to escape reality and continue living but i didn't find anything good lately

This time no quads.

for thee

Check these trips instead

I like you, Mehmed

I respect your decision about your thread, and i will use my country's definition of respect to show you how much i respect you as a human by posting in this thread regardless of any parameters set before my arrival.

>minute 32
>oh fuck no dubs no trips no quads
>people still call me mehmet
>i am fucking satanist
>some tunisian girl (maybe) is posting
>her pic whatever was her or not was very qt
>i'm in love
>but i hate her
>i hate women

he treats us as if we were not people just a world separate from his existence for his enjoyment, a detached observant studying his bowl of fish then he remarks that his life just happens to have sadness affected upon him as if he does not own it.

so that no only does he crowns himself the king of all he sees he also believes he doesn't deserve anything bad

i don't like him

>minute 39
>a /lit/ guy posted in my thread
>i think he has a chance to become a good writter
>i don't like him neither his opinion about me
>but that doesn't matter
>i'm completely numb

Are you green and have a beard?

Kys you're you are self

Hehe ;))
This my lonely vent

Where did you learn English? You're very good at it.

Anime? Anime.

>tfw have to work today
>tfw abusing my situation, working minimally and studying minimally
>tfw I soon will stop getting paid to live away from family to do drugs and play vidya
>tfw everyone babies me because I have been suicidal and my mom died when I was 6
>tfw I don't even feel lonely because I don't care about people
>tfw university performance is plummeting and I don't care

Taught it to myself in order to understand the story of my pirated ps1 games.

I'll protect your thread.

>i'm not in a very bad mood tody
>this thread is open for every one
>it's a greentext thread
>talk about anything
>anime too of course

Want some maple syrup? I'll ship you some senpai.

Dont worry, Im here to protect your thread.

get out pls

first you of the day
>0 g protein
dropped
appreciate it

...

>it won't die

Copycat

It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sigh

Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta. She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita. Did she have a precursor? She did, indeed she did. In point of fact, there might have been no Lolita at all had I not loved, one summer, an initial girl-child. In a princedom by the sea. Oh when? About as many years before Lolita was born as my age was that summer. You can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style. Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, exhibit number one is what the seraphs, the misinformed, simple, noble-winged seraphs, envied. Look at this tangle of thorns

>minute 116
>i allow this thread to die

Porque no maricon?