ll. You on the other hand look like you've seen shit "back in Nam" and you also look like you are recovering from starvation. You're eyes are too empty looking and your face is too skinny. You would look good in my eyes if you gained a few more pounds.

t4r

whos cuter me or snake

Yo that's a pretty bad picture of you not gonna lie :/ looks like a meme

lmao monkey sit down

youre nothing

even a thread about me becomes about a different annoying femboy smh

http://www.snopes.com/15-days-darkness-november/

dumbass

um lol dude look at the sources

you cant stop whats coming

Barry looked out the cold soulless glass of the flower shop window. Raining again. Water falling out of the sky like tears from an orphaned civilization.

"The ten million sheep keep grazing," Barry murmured to himself. "The slime and filth of New York all runs downhill." Benson & Associates didn't take off like Barry dreamed it would. The only clients he got were scumbag addicts who couldn't find their antenna if it was hanging in front of them.

The flower shop door opened, and a mosquito flew in. "Fucking bloodsuckers," Barry grumbled, lighting a cigarette. The flame burned like the embers of a forgotten time. Barry could hardly remember the last time he was happy; working for Honex and spending time with Adam and Vanessa. Adam was now the CEO of Honesco and fired half the bees to save money, and Vanessa hadn't been the same since she started drinking.

"Mr Benson, hello?" The mosquito buzzed around Barry. "Oh god, I need your help. PLEASE!"

Barry took another drag from his cigarette and rolled his eyes. "What is it, asshole?" He couldn't stand insect filth who wasted his time.

Time. Like the gears of a machine, turning in place, never reaching a conclusion, Barry's time never ended. He had prayed for death before, but no one answered. He used to believe in God, but now God was like a moat flowing through a windmill.

The mosquito put its face in its hands. "Oh god...the kids...Elaine...they're all dead."

"Let me guess, you got drunk and flew into a rage." The rain kept coming.

"What? God no, Barry. It was...it was a car accident. The SUV pulled out in front of me, I had no time to react!"

Barry scoffed. "Yeah right, punk. Let me guess, you were on the pipe again?"

"No Barry, I'm off that stuff! You've gotta believe m-"

Suddenly a giant bare foot came down in front of Barry, crushing the mosquito. Barry looked up and saw Vanessa smirk at him, sangria in her hand. Then she silently walked
away.

"What a bitch," Barry thought.

The rest of the day dragged on. Barry smoked cigarette after cigarette. He would've tried to steal some of Vanessa's liquor, but he knew the consequences if he was caught. He looked out the window again. The city was slowing down, falling asleep. Robots following their programming. Spurred on only by the promise of a divine reward.

"Cowards," Barry thought. He took another puff and coughed. The smoke had completely filled his tiny bee body. He doubled over in pain and fell to the hardwood floor. The floor was as cold as a drinking a glass of water after you chew a piece of mint gum.

Barry felt enormous pain as he started to succumb to tobacco poisoning. He saw Vanessa stumble into the room and make eye contact with him. She was holding a bottle of vodka now.

"Vanessa...kill me." Barry pleaded.

Vanessa just laughed at his plight and left the shop.

Barry couldn't take the pain anymore. He had to end it. He crawled over to the couch and took a deep breath before plunging his stinger into the fabric. The pounding rain coming from the sky started to subside into a light drizzle. As the stinger left his body, Barry sighed in relief. It would all bee over soon.

I love you

ok I'll accept challenger and kenny too

Quote from: Luciana on August 25, 2017, 01:32:04 AM

i still think about why you're so desperate for this groups attention

Maybe he wants someone over here to be his Dom. To tie him up and blindfold him. Tease him until he cannot take it anymore.

And maybe that person is you.

nah it's verb

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Quote from: challengerX on August 25, 2017, 02:51:55 PM

Quote from: DAS B00T x2 on August 25, 2017, 02:22:30 PM

Glad to see that someone of the darker persuasion sees trough the media lies and realizes their goals of keeping us fighting each other.

Shame through that he doesn't realizes it's the Jews doing this and the Jews who put Trump in to power to firther divide the American people.

yeah it's definitely the media to blame for your racism

Jewish pholispophers spearheaded the "scientific racism" of the 16th through  18th centuries and portrayed Negro inferiority as fact to the white europeans and american settlers. They currently continue this effort by empowering young black males to be hostile and violent, glorifying gang violence through their Zionist media outlets and mainstreem radio.

The Jew pits us against eachother because he knows that when united, the seperate races can adapt and compensate for any perceived weeknesses and finally overthrow the Jew from the World Throne and end his evil meddling in our national affairs.

is this like a short story youre writing

naruto is for kids and mankids