RepresentingWrath
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Tough luck.Here I was waiting for one of these friends to tell me how super popular and awesome I am!
Tough luck.Here I was waiting for one of these friends to tell me how super popular and awesome I am!
Tough luck.
You are the coolest!
Can't be cooler than a vamprie. You don't have a pulse.You are the coolest!
Aw That's Really NicE! I am pretty similar besides I like inventing and I don't have many Trustfully Friends~:) Also Have an amazing Day and Night!!Idk about anyone else but yeah I'm quite popular among my friends because of my drawing skills, writing skills, good grades and somewhat good looks. I sometimes crack jokes to make the mood better in my classroom. I'm neither an extrovert nor a shy guy. I have a strong group of friends and they don't give about my looks, skills or grades, we care only about the similarities between us and the intrest to interact with each other. Other's are just normal classmates....
What about you?
this ?Dunno. I never cared for popularity. I cared about having a few reliable friends and that was enough for me.
Well, I just have one friend. He's this guy who has good drawing and writing skills, gets good grades, and is okay-looking. He's kinda popular because he knows when to crack a joke to lighten the mood. I say he's my only friend because I'm the only one who actually likes him. He's constantly humble-bragging about shit and we're all polite to his face, but behind his back, everyone slams him CONSTANTLY, and I always have to defend him.What about you?
Searching friends.....................no friends found. Basically I am the serious kind of guy around who don't know how to crack jokes and don't speak much. Then I had to change my living place constantly for further studies so I couldn't interact with anyone properly. Then I lost interest in making friends and am currently a complete loner.Idk about anyone else but yeah I'm quite popular among my friends because of my drawing skills, writing skills, good grades and somewhat good looks. I sometimes crack jokes to make the mood better in my classroom. I'm neither an extrovert nor a shy guy. I have a strong group of friends and they don't give about my looks, skills or grades, we care only about the similarities between us and the intrest to interact with each other. Other's are just normal classmates....
What about you?
I thought you would be very popular judging for the way you always make the forums lively.Friends...?![]()
See I told youNo seriously, I have around 50 friends but I see them from time to time, like one or two months intervals.
No fwiends...
Either all your friends suck or you have a massive egoA friend is just a bitter lifelong enemy you haven't stabbed in the back yet. They're going to do it eventually. May as well beat them to it.
You just made an enemy for life. I am the nails on the chalkboard of your soul. The downstairs toaster that sets off your upstairs smoke detector. The Lucky Charms marshmallow that slid under your fridge and kickstarted the cockroach infestation your landlord keeps saying he'll take care of but never does. You will rue the day you dared to cross me. Everything you care about will be mine, and I will cram it down the garbage disposal of my wrath. Prepare yourself to live the rest of your short pathetic life as an ant beneath the freakishly elongated snout of your own personal laser-eyed cyborg anteater (which is me) because I am going to crush you like a tomato in one of those hydraulic press videos that are really popular for some reason.Either all your friends suck or you have a massive ego![]()
Sorry for making you mad but I feel like you could have spent your energy better by telling me how I may be wrong or your explanation. Instead, you decided to just threaten and insult me.You just made an enemy for life. I am the nails on the chalkboard of your soul. The downstairs toaster that sets off your upstairs smoke detector. The Lucky Charms marshmallow that slid under your fridge and kickstarted the cockroach infestation your landlord keeps saying he'll take care of but never does. You will rue the day you dared to cross me. Everything you care about will be mine, and I will cram it down the garbage disposal of my wrath. Prepare yourself to live the rest of your short pathetic life as an ant beneath the freakishly elongated snout of your own personal laser-eyed cyborg anteater (which is me) because I am going to crush you like a tomato in one of those hydraulic press videos that are really popular for some reason.