Who Posts There: A bunch of whiny teenage half-wit gothic kids who don't know how good they really have it. These mother fuckers are too cool for school and will do anything to make their meager little lives different from the rest of us.
What is Posted There: The posts consist mainly of boring teenage grievances, crappy poetry, and hot tips on how to look like a fruit in public.
I HATE MY PARENTS.
I HATE MY LIFE.
I HATE MY SCHOOL.
I HATE MY CAR.
I HATE MY DOG.
I HATE MY CLOTHES.
I HATE MY LOCAL LIBRARY.
I HATE MY BOOBS.
I HATE DURACEL BATTERIES.
‘Toad coin?’ wondered the traveler as he examined the pebble. It did not look all that different from any other pebble, and certainly nothing like a coin. ‘What manner of coin has no head or tail, and bears no seal or flag? Who backs this toad coin, the toad bank? The toad treasury!?’ The traveler laughed, but the toads croaked sternly back at him.
Spending $10-15 a day on perishable organic dog food is not a sign of a decadent culture in terminal decline, it's actually real good and worth it.
No lifeguard on duty. Maze run at your own risk.
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