Here's a riddle for you: What does a buck and MarseyIsMyWaifu have in common? I'll give you 3 guesses

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its funny how @CREAMY_DOG_ORGASM has like completely replaced you lol, you are outmoded and no one cares for you

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Yeah, remember when I used to make comments about fricking roadkill and pooping into the mouths of elderly women and psot furry scat gore porn? It's a shame I've been so thoroughly overtaken because that was one of my classic bits

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woah yikes on a bike stimhead, slow your roll bucko!

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I've never taken any stimulants in my life. I barely even drink coffee

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I'm on a sugar crash, I ain't got no frickin' cash

Maybe I should take aβ€…bath,β€…cut my frickin'β€…brain in half

I'm not lonely, justβ€…a bit tired of this frickin' shit

Nothin' that I write can make me feel good

Victim of the great machine, in love with everything I see

Neon lights surroundin' me, I indulge in luxury

Everything I do is wrong, 'cept for when I hit the bong

Hit the bong, hit the boβ€”, feel good

Feelin' shitty in my bed, didn't take my frickin' meds

Hyperpop up in my ears, everything just disappears

Don't wanna be someone else, just don't wanna hate myself

I just don't wanna hate myself, instead I wanna feel good

I'm on a sugar crash, I ain't got no frickin' cash

Maybe I should take a bath, cut my frickin' brain in half

I'm not lonely, just a bit tired of this frickin' shit

Nothin' that I write can make me feel good

Where to now?

Got the rest of my life just laid out

Got the rest of my life to frick around

Got the rest of my life to make sound

Where to now?

Got the rest of my life just laid out

Got the rest of my life to frick around

Got the rest of my life to make sound

Feel good

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!friendsofmimwee Soren is getting really into shitty "hyperpop" music by 16 year old boys from 2020

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this is like bizarro world shitty incelcore

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no way

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speaking of soren music, any good incelcore recommendations?

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Gross dude, cringe alert!

I guess Hard Christ is good, he doesn't make music anymore though

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Yeah I loved Hard Christ, it's a shame he nuked all of his stuff.

"I like to think that everybody's different than me, I like to imagine that I live a better way to be. I like to think I'm ahead of the pack, but all that does is destroy and distract. I'm just as bad as everybody else, I hate everyone and I hate myself."

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Don't memorize lyrics or quotes from these people, it is bad for your mental health

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What of @MarseyIsMyWaifu did I replace? :#marseyconfused:

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1) has lips

2) capable of sniffing

3) can smell urine


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2 and 3 aren't actually true due to my epilepsy, but I still enjoy sniffing urine due to the mental aspects of it. Isn't the human mind wonderful?

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You both exi/s t to be broken? :marseycrack#a:

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The two of us did what we usually did. We walked out to the Palisade's Bluff's where we discussed our hopes and dreams. We then went to the Palisades town center to have dinner. This time we chose to eat at Panda Express. While we were eating, some high school kids walked in. James saw them first, and right when he saw them he said the words "We're fricked". James knew I would have trouble with them. They were popular boys who had a flock of pretty girls with them. One of them sat down with two of the girls, putting his leg up on another chair with a cocky smirk on his face. I was livid with rage, and I wanted to pour my drink all over his head. James knew exactly what I was planning to do; we had been through similar incidents before. He made a lot of effort to try to dissuade me from acting on my anger, pointing out that there was a security guard nearby. I did the only other thing I could do; I packed up my dinner and left the restaurant, fleeing in defeat and shame. James soon followed, and we decided to finish our meal at his house.

A dark and ominous aura clouded over our friendship that day. When the two of us got back to James's house, I was still seething with rage. I didn't understand why James wasn't angry like me. The sight that we just witnessed was horrible to watch. To see another male be successful with females is torture for males like us who have no success with females. I was so angry that I told James of all of the acts of revenge I wanted to exact on those popular boys. I told him my desire to flay them alive, to strip the skins off their flesh and make them scream in agony as punishment for living a better life than me. James became deeply disturbed by my anger. I wished that he wasn't disturbed. I wished he could be a friend that felt the same way about the world that I did. But he wasn't that kind of person. He was a weakling.

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