😡😭😡 Why is it so dark and so damn depressing all the time? I hate this fucking world!! 😡😭😡

[Hernan]

My parents left this morning on a getaway. Ugh, they claimed it was an early anniversary. But I know the truth. They'd rather be anywhere but near me. And the last thing mister step daddy said, “Would you please wear more clothes in this house?”

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I can’t! It’s too morbid in this manor. And it's darkness peels the fabric from my skin with its sharp teeth of voracity. A thong and bra are how I deal with this shit.

Because our parents are running away, Kat is having a party tonight. She calls it Teabagging Lil Sis. Ugh, whatever that means. But I don’t care about any gathering. Fuck people. Fuck everyone. It’s too damn depressing!

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Why does no one understand my sorrow? And how many high school seniors do you know who wear clothes when they’re sad? Not many, that’s for sure. And that sick motherfucker Mom married… I showed his ass two days ago. I got him!

Greg had been drinking his disgusting beers all day, watching stupid hockey. I hate sports. I hate everything! Well, I decided to test his loyalty to my mother and waited for him to pass out. This girl will prove what kind of monster he really is.

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Walking on eggshells, I stepped behind his recliner. Furrowing my disgust at his snoring, carefully, I pulled a blindfold over his eyes. He woke up and reacted, “Kinky.”

Kinky? That sick son of a bitch.

I went around him and sat on his lap. That pervert grabbed my waist and asked why I was wearing thongs like Lula. He implied, “This isn’t like you, Nancy. But I like it.”

Like it? I felt like screaming, “I just turned 18, you fucking asshole!” Rather than educate Greg about the wrong with this, I squinted my eyes at the ice skaters and rubbed myself back and forth against his legs. I wanted to see how far this sick fuck would go. Suddenly, his grizzly hands grasped my waist. I knew this would happen, but I didn’t expect this to feel so weird. Ugh, at that moment, I felt a connection to the stories I heard about guilt from sexual assault. This motherfucker had no right to put his fucking hands on me!

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In order to make him believe that I am his 110-pound wife rather than his hundred-pound stepdaughter, I grabbed my knees to gain more weight. This sick fuck and his dirty hands compelled me to puke in his mouth. I felt like decapitating his head and showing it off on YouTube. Instead, I had other plans. This girl will prove to Mom the pervert he always was.

I leaned back into him, which was a mistake. What was I thinking? His sweaty hand fondled my puny stomach as I watched it. His other perverted fingers ran along my hip. I watched them, too. They danced across to my crotch. My pulse elevated to this violation as my eyes widened, and his index finger slipped under my thin pink panties. Why is he doing this to me? I’m his step-daughter! He prodded my innocence—I gasped! Instinctively, I grabbed my breasts, arched my back, and tossed my head over his shoulder into the cushion. He uttered, “Hold on, something isn’t right.”

Greg took off his blindfold. His extensive eyes locked with my weak ones. He yelped, pushing me off in the process. I hit the carpet. That violent asshole nearly broke all the bones in my body.

View attachment 4600601

“You sick little bitch!” he cursed me with rage I’ve never witnessed before. I nodded with anticipation as he stood. That nasty, bad man had a bulge in his shorts. I felt violated as I bit the tip of my pinky.

View attachment 4600603

Greg shouted, “You belong in a mental institution!” He stormed out of the room.

“Yeah, run away, you piece of shit pedophile! I’m still a baby!”

Later that night, Mom told me she wanted me to leave the home while they were gone on their getaway. “I called the doctor, and he will pick you up on Saturday,” she said. “I want you out of this house, young lady.”

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I bawled my eyes out the entire night. That asshole violated me. He touched me in a place no man his age should ever. And I have to leave? I was the victim.

I was the fucking victim!

Forget this dour realm. Forget this fucking mansion. I’m done caring. And I hope tonight, my sister’s fraternity friends will teabag me into the next world. Hopefully, there, it won’t be as cruel as this living god-forsaken hell.

On the next adventure of Lula’s Loony Lust©, she arrives at Oceanview Hospital. Only in her panties and bra, she shivered to the nurse as her mascara ran down her rosy cheeks. She expressed her opaque dismay and told her that this world was too cruel for her innocence. However, due to her age, they couldn’t place her in the adolescent ward. So they sent her to the adult building. Will she find the peace she’s seeking? Or will another bad, bad man violate her innocence? “It was a little past midnight when I snuck into his room. I climbed on top of the bed and straddled him with my puny legs. He said, “You make me wee wee feel funny.” This 35-year-old Down syndrome man is about to rape me!”

saved for reading later, you already know imma rate this 10/10.

 

[nel9d]

My parents left this morning on a getaway. Ugh, they claimed it was an early anniversary. But I know the truth. They'd rather be anywhere but near me. And the last thing mister step daddy said, “Would you please wear more clothes in this house?”

View attachment 4600605

I can’t! It’s too morbid in this manor. And it's darkness peels the fabric from my skin with its sharp teeth of voracity. A thong and bra are how I deal with this shit.

Because our parents are running away, Kat is having a party tonight. She calls it Teabagging Lil Sis. Ugh, whatever that means. But I don’t care about any gathering. Fuck people. Fuck everyone. It’s too damn depressing!

View attachment 4600608

Why does no one understand my sorrow? And how many high school seniors do you know who wear clothes when they’re sad? Not many, that’s for sure. And that sick motherfucker Mom married… I showed his ass two days ago. I got him!

Greg had been drinking his disgusting beers all day, watching stupid hockey. I hate sports. I hate everything! Well, I decided to test his loyalty to my mother and waited for him to pass out. This girl will prove what kind of monster he really is.

View attachment 4600606

Walking on eggshells, I stepped behind his recliner. Furrowing my disgust at his snoring, carefully, I pulled a blindfold over his eyes. He woke up and reacted, “Kinky.”

Kinky? That sick son of a bitch.

I went around him and sat on his lap. That pervert grabbed my waist and asked why I was wearing thongs like Lula. He implied, “This isn’t like you, Nancy. But I like it.”

Like it? I felt like screaming, “I just turned 18, you fucking asshole!” Rather than educate Greg about the wrong with this, I squinted my eyes at the ice skaters and rubbed myself back and forth against his legs. I wanted to see how far this sick fuck would go. Suddenly, his grizzly hands grasped my waist. I knew this would happen, but I didn’t expect this to feel so weird. Ugh, at that moment, I felt a connection to the stories I heard about guilt from sexual assault. This motherfucker had no right to put his fucking hands on me!

View attachment 4600607

In order to make him believe that I am his 110-pound wife rather than his hundred-pound stepdaughter, I grabbed my knees to gain more weight. This sick fuck and his dirty hands compelled me to puke in his mouth. I felt like decapitating his head and showing it off on YouTube. Instead, I had other plans. This girl will prove to Mom the pervert he always was.

I leaned back into him, which was a mistake. What was I thinking? His sweaty hand fondled my puny stomach as I watched it. His other perverted fingers ran along my hip. I watched them, too. They danced across to my crotch. My pulse elevated to this violation as my eyes widened, and his index finger slipped under my thin pink panties. Why is he doing this to me? I’m his step-daughter! He prodded my innocence—I gasped! Instinctively, I grabbed my breasts, arched my back, and tossed my head over his shoulder into the cushion. He uttered, “Hold on, something isn’t right.”

Greg took off his blindfold. His extensive eyes locked with my weak ones. He yelped, pushing me off in the process. I hit the carpet. That violent asshole nearly broke all the bones in my body.

View attachment 4600601

“You sick little bitch!” he cursed me with rage I’ve never witnessed before. I nodded with anticipation as he stood. That nasty, bad man had a bulge in his shorts. I felt violated as I bit the tip of my pinky.

View attachment 4600603

Greg shouted, “You belong in a mental institution!” He stormed out of the room.

“Yeah, run away, you piece of shit pedophile! I’m still a baby!”

Later that night, Mom told me she wanted me to leave the home while they were gone on their getaway. “I called the doctor, and he will pick you up on Saturday,” she said. “I want you out of this house, young lady.”

View attachment 4600602

I bawled my eyes out the entire night. That asshole violated me. He touched me in a place no man his age should ever. And I have to leave? I was the victim.

I was the fucking victim!

Forget this dour realm. Forget this fucking mansion. I’m done caring. And I hope tonight, my sister’s fraternity friends will teabag me into the next world. Hopefully, there, it won’t be as cruel as this living god-forsaken hell.

On the next adventure of Lula’s Loony Lust©, she arrives at Oceanview Hospital. Only in her panties and bra, she shivered to the nurse as her mascara ran down her rosy cheeks. She expressed her opaque dismay and told her that this world was too cruel for her innocence. However, due to her age, they couldn’t place her in the adolescent ward. So they sent her to the adult building. Will she find the peace she’s seeking? Or will another bad, bad man violate her innocence? “It was a little past midnight when I snuck into his room. I climbed on top of the bed and straddled him with my puny legs. He said, “You make me wee wee feel funny.” This 35-year-old Down syndrome man is about to rape me!”

Some people shouldnt have the right to talk istg

 

[accinr]

what on Gods green earth have i just read

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

Some people shouldnt have the right to talk istg

Ah, yes, words better left untouched. Touche, buddy.

 

[KD6Imp33]

What the fuck am i reading again?

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

What the fuck am i reading again?

Lula is a galactic pickle. Imagine a woman on top. She keeps her arms crossed and says, "Stop hurting me, please." And so he stopped and apologized. She furrows her eyebrows:

She starts grinding. Suddenly, she grabs him by his throat and says, "You like hurting me, uh, motherfucker?"

"Open your mouth!" she demands of him. He does. She spits in it.

 

[nel9d]

Ah, yes, words better left untouched. Touche, buddy.

This reminds me of that one redditor gif

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

This reminds me of that one redditor gif

I'm not a Redditor. Which one is that?

 

[MouthBreathingElite]

Is everything at home okay?

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

Is everything at home okay?

It is what it is. Why the sudden projecting suspicion?

 

[MouthBreathingElite]

It is what it is. Why the sudden projecting suspicion?

Answering a question with a question

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

Answering a question with a question

Indeed. Well played. This time.

 

[134applesauce456]

Wow okay

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

Wow okay

It's a lot to take in, I know.

 

[neuroincelvergent44]

My parents left this morning on a getaway. Ugh, they claimed it was an early anniversary. But I know the truth. They'd rather be anywhere but near me. And the last thing mister step daddy said, “Would you please wear more clothes in this house?”

View attachment 4600605

I can’t! It’s too morbid in this manor. And it's darkness peels the fabric from my skin with its sharp teeth of voracity. A thong and bra are how I deal with this shit.

Because our parents are running away, Kat is having a party tonight. She calls it Teabagging Lil Sis. Ugh, whatever that means. But I don’t care about any gathering. Fuck people. Fuck everyone. It’s too damn depressing!

View attachment 4600608

Why does no one understand my sorrow? And how many high school seniors do you know who wear clothes when they’re sad? Not many, that’s for sure. And that sick motherfucker Mom married… I showed his ass two days ago. I got him!

Greg had been drinking his disgusting beers all day, watching stupid hockey. I hate sports. I hate everything! Well, I decided to test his loyalty to my mother and waited for him to pass out. This girl will prove what kind of monster he really is.

View attachment 4600606

Walking on eggshells, I stepped behind his recliner. Furrowing my disgust at his snoring, carefully, I pulled a blindfold over his eyes. He woke up and reacted, “Kinky.”

Kinky? That sick son of a bitch.

I went around him and sat on his lap. That pervert grabbed my waist and asked why I was wearing thongs like Lula. He implied, “This isn’t like you, Nancy. But I like it.”

Like it? I felt like screaming, “I just turned 18, you fucking asshole!” Rather than educate Greg about the wrong with this, I squinted my eyes at the ice skaters and rubbed myself back and forth against his legs. I wanted to see how far this sick fuck would go. Suddenly, his grizzly hands grasped my waist. I knew this would happen, but I didn’t expect this to feel so weird. Ugh, at that moment, I felt a connection to the stories I heard about guilt from sexual assault. This motherfucker had no right to put his fucking hands on me!

View attachment 4600607

In order to make him believe that I am his 110-pound wife rather than his hundred-pound stepdaughter, I grabbed my knees to gain more weight. This sick fuck and his dirty hands compelled me to puke in his mouth. I felt like decapitating his head and showing it off on YouTube. Instead, I had other plans. This girl will prove to Mom the pervert he always was.

I leaned back into him, which was a mistake. What was I thinking? His sweaty hand fondled my puny stomach as I watched it. His other perverted fingers ran along my hip. I watched them, too. They danced across to my crotch. My pulse elevated to this violation as my eyes widened, and his index finger slipped under my thin pink panties. Why is he doing this to me? I’m his step-daughter! He prodded my innocence—I gasped! Instinctively, I grabbed my breasts, arched my back, and tossed my head over his shoulder into the cushion. He uttered, “Hold on, something isn’t right.”

Greg took off his blindfold. His extensive eyes locked with my weak ones. He yelped, pushing me off in the process. I hit the carpet. That violent asshole nearly broke all the bones in my body.

View attachment 4600601

“You sick little bitch!” he cursed me with rage I’ve never witnessed before. I nodded with anticipation as he stood. That nasty, bad man had a bulge in his shorts. I felt violated as I bit the tip of my pinky.

View attachment 4600603

Greg shouted, “You belong in a mental institution!” He stormed out of the room.

“Yeah, run away, you piece of shit pedophile! I’m still a baby!”

Later that night, Mom told me she wanted me to leave the home while they were gone on their getaway. “I called the doctor, and he will pick you up on Saturday,” she said. “I want you out of this house, young lady.”

View attachment 4600602

I bawled my eyes out the entire night. That asshole violated me. He touched me in a place no man his age should ever. And I have to leave? I was the victim.

I was the fucking victim!

Forget this dour realm. Forget this fucking mansion. I’m done caring. And I hope tonight, my sister’s fraternity friends will teabag me into the next world. Hopefully, there, it won’t be as cruel as this living god-forsaken hell.

On the next adventure of Lula’s Loony Lust©, she arrives at Oceanview Hospital. Only in her panties and bra, she shivered to the nurse as her mascara ran down her rosy cheeks. She expressed her opaque dismay and told her that this world was too cruel for her innocence. However, due to her age, they couldn’t place her in the adolescent ward. So they sent her to the adult building. Will she find the peace she’s seeking? Or will another bad, bad man violate her innocence? “It was a little past midnight when I snuck into his room. I climbed on top of the bed and straddled him with my puny legs. He said, “You make me wee wee feel funny.” This 35-year-old Down syndrome man is about to

i’ve heard enough

 

[Deleted member 337128]

Read this entirely and loved every sentence. Beautifully done

 

[spawnisdagoat4]

/

 

[Veridic]

My parents left this morning on a getaway. Ugh, they claimed it was an early anniversary. But I know the truth. They'd rather be anywhere but near me. And the last thing mister step daddy said, “Would you please wear more clothes in this house?”

View attachment 4600605

I can’t! It’s too morbid in this manor. And it's darkness peels the fabric from my skin with its sharp teeth of voracity. A thong and bra are how I deal with this shit.

Because our parents are running away, Kat is having a party tonight. She calls it Teabagging Lil Sis. Ugh, whatever that means. But I don’t care about any gathering. Fuck people. Fuck everyone. It’s too damn depressing!

View attachment 4600608

Why does no one understand my sorrow? And how many high school seniors do you know who wear clothes when they’re sad? Not many, that’s for sure. And that sick motherfucker Mom married… I showed his ass two days ago. I got him!

Greg had been drinking his disgusting beers all day, watching stupid hockey. I hate sports. I hate everything! Well, I decided to test his loyalty to my mother and waited for him to pass out. This girl will prove what kind of monster he really is.

View attachment 4600606

Walking on eggshells, I stepped behind his recliner. Furrowing my disgust at his snoring, carefully, I pulled a blindfold over his eyes. He woke up and reacted, “Kinky.”

Kinky? That sick son of a bitch.

I went around him and sat on his lap. That pervert grabbed my waist and asked why I was wearing thongs like Lula. He implied, “This isn’t like you, Nancy. But I like it.”

Like it? I felt like screaming, “I just turned 18, you fucking asshole!” Rather than educate Greg about the wrong with this, I squinted my eyes at the ice skaters and rubbed myself back and forth against his legs. I wanted to see how far this sick fuck would go. Suddenly, his grizzly hands grasped my waist. I knew this would happen, but I didn’t expect this to feel so weird. Ugh, at that moment, I felt a connection to the stories I heard about guilt from sexual assault. This motherfucker had no right to put his fucking hands on me!

View attachment 4600607

In order to make him believe that I am his 110-pound wife rather than his hundred-pound stepdaughter, I grabbed my knees to gain more weight. This sick fuck and his dirty hands compelled me to puke in his mouth. I felt like decapitating his head and showing it off on YouTube. Instead, I had other plans. This girl will prove to Mom the pervert he always was.

I leaned back into him, which was a mistake. What was I thinking? His sweaty hand fondled my puny stomach as I watched it. His other perverted fingers ran along my hip. I watched them, too. They danced across to my crotch. My pulse elevated to this violation as my eyes widened, and his index finger slipped under my thin pink panties. Why is he doing this to me? I’m his step-daughter! He prodded my innocence—I gasped! Instinctively, I grabbed my breasts, arched my back, and tossed my head over his shoulder into the cushion. He uttered, “Hold on, something isn’t right.”

Greg took off his blindfold. His extensive eyes locked with my weak ones. He yelped, pushing me off in the process. I hit the carpet. That violent asshole nearly broke all the bones in my body.

View attachment 4600601

“You sick little bitch!” he cursed me with rage I’ve never witnessed before. I nodded with anticipation as he stood. That nasty, bad man had a bulge in his shorts. I felt violated as I bit the tip of my pinky.

View attachment 4600603

Greg shouted, “You belong in a mental institution!” He stormed out of the room.

“Yeah, run away, you piece of shit pedophile! I’m still a baby!”

Later that night, Mom told me she wanted me to leave the home while they were gone on their getaway. “I called the doctor, and he will pick you up on Saturday,” she said. “I want you out of this house, young lady.”

View attachment 4600602

I bawled my eyes out the entire night. That asshole violated me. He touched me in a place no man his age should ever. And I have to leave? I was the victim.

I was the fucking victim!

Forget this dour realm. Forget this fucking mansion. I’m done caring. And I hope tonight, my sister’s fraternity friends will teabag me into the next world. Hopefully, there, it won’t be as cruel as this living god-forsaken hell.

On the next adventure of Lula’s Loony Lust©, she arrives at Oceanview Hospital. Only in her panties and bra, she shivered to the nurse as her mascara ran down her rosy cheeks. She expressed her opaque dismay and told her that this world was too cruel for her innocence. However, due to her age, they couldn’t place her in the adolescent ward. So they sent her to the adult building. Will she find the peace she’s seeking? Or will another bad, bad man violate her innocence? “It was a little past midnight when I snuck into his room. I climbed on top of the bed and straddled him with my puny legs. He said, “You make me wee wee feel funny.” This 35-year-old Down syndrome man is about to rape me!”

I’m currently in a minor state of psychosis, reading the beginning initiated a chorus of a musical performance audio sound track in my head, so I had to stop.

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

Read this entirely and loved every sentence. Beautifully done

It illustrates another side of a story. Luckily, the stepdaddy addressed the wackiness of the nympo roastie. But sending her to a mental ward, having so many vulnerable men, ugh... did the parents do the right thing? Or did they send her to a cock extravaganza?

/

I bet you gargle your old man's cum before swallowing it, uh, you old faggot?

I’m currently in a minor state of psychosis, reading the beginning initiated a chorus of a musical performance audio sound track in my head, so I had to stop.

It could be a musical, but that would be retarded. Watching a barely dressed 18-year-old run around singing, dancing, and crying at the same time, cringe.

 

[QuantumStryker]

My parents left this morning on a getaway. Ugh, they claimed it was an early anniversary. But I know the truth. They'd rather be anywhere but near me. And the last thing mister step daddy said, “Would you please wear more clothes in this house?”

View attachment 4600605

I can’t! It’s too morbid in this manor. And it's darkness peels the fabric from my skin with its sharp teeth of voracity. A thong and bra are how I deal with this shit.

Because our parents are running away, Kat is having a party tonight. She calls it Teabagging Lil Sis. Ugh, whatever that means. But I don’t care about any gathering. Fuck people. Fuck everyone. It’s too damn depressing!

View attachment 4600608

Why does no one understand my sorrow? And how many high school seniors do you know who wear clothes when they’re sad? Not many, that’s for sure. And that sick motherfucker Mom married… I showed his ass two days ago. I got him!

Greg had been drinking his disgusting beers all day, watching stupid hockey. I hate sports. I hate everything! Well, I decided to test his loyalty to my mother and waited for him to pass out. This girl will prove what kind of monster he really is.

View attachment 4600606

Walking on eggshells, I stepped behind his recliner. Furrowing my disgust at his snoring, carefully, I pulled a blindfold over his eyes. He woke up and reacted, “Kinky.”

Kinky? That sick son of a bitch.

I went around him and sat on his lap. That pervert grabbed my waist and asked why I was wearing thongs like Lula. He implied, “This isn’t like you, Nancy. But I like it.”

Like it? I felt like screaming, “I just turned 18, you fucking asshole!” Rather than educate Greg about the wrong with this, I squinted my eyes at the ice skaters and rubbed myself back and forth against his legs. I wanted to see how far this sick fuck would go. Suddenly, his grizzly hands grasped my waist. I knew this would happen, but I didn’t expect this to feel so weird. Ugh, at that moment, I felt a connection to the stories I heard about guilt from sexual assault. This motherfucker had no right to put his fucking hands on me!

View attachment 4600607

In order to make him believe that I am his 110-pound wife rather than his hundred-pound stepdaughter, I grabbed my knees to gain more weight. This sick fuck and his dirty hands compelled me to puke in his mouth. I felt like decapitating his head and showing it off on YouTube. Instead, I had other plans. This girl will prove to Mom the pervert he always was.

I leaned back into him, which was a mistake. What was I thinking? His sweaty hand fondled my puny stomach as I watched it. His other perverted fingers ran along my hip. I watched them, too. They danced across to my crotch. My pulse elevated to this violation as my eyes widened, and his index finger slipped under my thin pink panties. Why is he doing this to me? I’m his step-daughter! He prodded my innocence—I gasped! Instinctively, I grabbed my breasts, arched my back, and tossed my head over his shoulder into the cushion. He uttered, “Hold on, something isn’t right.”

Greg took off his blindfold. His extensive eyes locked with my weak ones. He yelped, pushing me off in the process. I hit the carpet. That violent asshole nearly broke all the bones in my body.

View attachment 4600601

“You sick little bitch!” he cursed me with rage I’ve never witnessed before. I nodded with anticipation as he stood. That nasty, bad man had a bulge in his shorts. I felt violated as I bit the tip of my pinky.

View attachment 4600603

Greg shouted, “You belong in a mental institution!” He stormed out of the room.

“Yeah, run away, you piece of shit pedophile! I’m still a baby!”

Later that night, Mom told me she wanted me to leave the home while they were gone on their getaway. “I called the doctor, and he will pick you up on Saturday,” she said. “I want you out of this house, young lady.”

View attachment 4600602

I bawled my eyes out the entire night. That asshole violated me. He touched me in a place no man his age should ever. And I have to leave? I was the victim.

I was the fucking victim!

Forget this dour realm. Forget this fucking mansion. I’m done caring. And I hope tonight, my sister’s fraternity friends will teabag me into the next world. Hopefully, there, it won’t be as cruel as this living god-forsaken hell.

On the next adventure of Lula’s Loony Lust©, she arrives at Oceanview Hospital. Only in her panties and bra, she shivered to the nurse as her mascara ran down her rosy cheeks. She expressed her opaque dismay and told her that this world was too cruel for her innocence. However, due to her age, they couldn’t place her in the adolescent ward. So they sent her to the adult building. Will she find the peace she’s seeking? Or will another bad, bad man violate her innocence? “It was a little past midnight when I snuck into his room. I climbed on top of the bed and straddled him with my puny legs. He said, “You make me wee wee feel funny.” This 35-year-old Down syndrome man is about to rape me!”

Maybe because you're online 24/7?
Touch some grass, man!

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

Maybe because you're online 24/7?
Touch some grass, man!

Touch some grass? I live in Antarctica, motherfucker. There isn't any grass! Just ice and snow and... you know who.

 

[Notcel]

This is insane bro, why does she get raped by a 30 year old with down syndrome wtf

 

[Notcel]

This is insane bro, why does she get raped by a 30 year old with down syndrome wtf

Dont know what to think after that

 

[Notcel]

Dont know what to think after that

And I was reading hardcore shit at 11 years old

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

This is insane bro, why does she get raped by a 30 year old with down syndrome wtf

Men are heartless beasts. They don't care about a girl's feelings and her innocence. And in all places for such a violation, an institution designed to protect you from the monsters of this world. Poor Lula was born to be the victim.

 

[Notcel]

Men are heartless beasts. They don't care about a girl's feelings and her innocence. And in all places for such a violation, an institution designed to protect you from the monsters of this world. Poor Lula was born to be the victim.

Bro just give her a happy ending

 

[killuacel]

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my ears now hurt

 

[tomahawk]

Walking on eggshells

Dnr only noticed this
@Eggshells

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

Bro just give her a happy ending

Happy ending? The Lula story began in 2007. After the mental ward nightmare, a billionaire hires her to be a masseuse. She later meets a prince.

 

[leaninmyfanta]

a

My parents left this morning on a getaway. Ugh, they claimed it was an early anniversary. But I know the truth. They'd rather be anywhere but near me. And the last thing mister step daddy said, “Would you please wear more clothes in this house?”

View attachment 4600605

I can’t! It’s too morbid in this manor. And it's darkness peels the fabric from my skin with its sharp teeth of voracity. A thong and bra are how I deal with this shit.

Because our parents are running away, Kat is having a party tonight. She calls it Teabagging Lil Sis. Ugh, whatever that means. But I don’t care about any gathering. Fuck people. Fuck everyone. It’s too damn depressing!

View attachment 4600608

Why does no one understand my sorrow? And how many high school seniors do you know who wear clothes when they’re sad? Not many, that’s for sure. And that sick motherfucker Mom married… I showed his ass two days ago. I got him!

Greg had been drinking his disgusting beers all day, watching stupid hockey. I hate sports. I hate everything! Well, I decided to test his loyalty to my mother and waited for him to pass out. This girl will prove what kind of monster he really is.

View attachment 4600606

Walking on eggshells, I stepped behind his recliner. Furrowing my disgust at his snoring, carefully, I pulled a blindfold over his eyes. He woke up and reacted, “Kinky.”

Kinky? That sick son of a bitch.

I went around him and sat on his lap. That pervert grabbed my waist and asked why I was wearing thongs like Lula. He implied, “This isn’t like you, Nancy. But I like it.”

Like it? I felt like screaming, “I just turned 18, you fucking asshole!” Rather than educate Greg about the wrong with this, I squinted my eyes at the ice skaters and rubbed myself back and forth against his legs. I wanted to see how far this sick fuck would go. Suddenly, his grizzly hands grasped my waist. I knew this would happen, but I didn’t expect this to feel so weird. Ugh, at that moment, I felt a connection to the stories I heard about guilt from sexual assault. This motherfucker had no right to put his fucking hands on me!

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In order to make him believe that I am his 110-pound wife rather than his hundred-pound stepdaughter, I grabbed my knees to gain more weight. This sick fuck and his dirty hands compelled me to puke in his mouth. I felt like decapitating his head and showing it off on YouTube. Instead, I had other plans. This girl will prove to Mom the pervert he always was.

I leaned back into him, which was a mistake. What was I thinking? His sweaty hand fondled my puny stomach as I watched it. His other perverted fingers ran along my hip. I watched them, too. They danced across to my crotch. My pulse elevated to this violation as my eyes widened, and his index finger slipped under my thin pink panties. Why is he doing this to me? I’m his step-daughter! He prodded my innocence—I gasped! Instinctively, I grabbed my breasts, arched my back, and tossed my head over his shoulder into the cushion. He uttered, “Hold on, something isn’t right.”

Greg took off his blindfold. His extensive eyes locked with my weak ones. He yelped, pushing me off in the process. I hit the carpet. That violent asshole nearly broke all the bones in my body.

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“You sick little bitch!” he cursed me with rage I’ve never witnessed before. I nodded with anticipation as he stood. That nasty, bad man had a bulge in his shorts. I felt violated as I bit the tip of my pinky.

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Greg shouted, “You belong in a mental institution!” He stormed out of the room.

“Yeah, run away, you piece of shit pedophile! I’m still a baby!”

Later that night, Mom told me she wanted me to leave the home while they were gone on their getaway. “I called the doctor, and he will pick you up on Saturday,” she said. “I want you out of this house, young lady.”

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I bawled my eyes out the entire night. That asshole violated me. He touched me in a place no man his age should ever. And I have to leave? I was the victim.

I was the fucking victim!

Forget this dour realm. Forget this fucking mansion. I’m done caring. And I hope tonight, my sister’s fraternity friends will teabag me into the next world. Hopefully, there, it won’t be as cruel as this living god-forsaken hell.

On the next adventure of Lula’s Loony Lust©, she arrives at Oceanview Hospital. Only in her panties and bra, she shivered to the nurse as her mascara ran down her rosy cheeks. She expressed her opaque dismay and told her that this world was too cruel for her innocence. However, due to her age, they couldn’t place her in the adolescent ward. So they sent her to the adult building. Will she find the peace she’s seeking? Or will another bad, bad man violate her innocence? “It was a little past midnight when I snuck into his room. I climbed on top of the bed and straddled him with my puny legs. He said, “You make me wee wee feel funny.” This 35-year-old Down syndrome man is about to rape me!”

ayo wtf nigga, fuh nah dawg this sum next level freaky deaky shit, now im starting to be a lil more grateful im not this schizophrenic

 

[dhusc]

My parents left this morning on a getaway. Ugh, they claimed it was an early anniversary. But I know the truth. They'd rather be anywhere but near me. And the last thing mister step daddy said, “Would you please wear more clothes in this house?”

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I can’t! It’s too morbid in this manor. And it's darkness peels the fabric from my skin with its sharp teeth of voracity. A thong and bra are how I deal with this shit.

Because our parents are running away, Kat is having a party tonight. She calls it Teabagging Lil Sis. Ugh, whatever that means. But I don’t care about any gathering. Fuck people. Fuck everyone. It’s too damn depressing!

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Why does no one understand my sorrow? And how many high school seniors do you know who wear clothes when they’re sad? Not many, that’s for sure. And that sick motherfucker Mom married… I showed his ass two days ago. I got him!

Greg had been drinking his disgusting beers all day, watching stupid hockey. I hate sports. I hate everything! Well, I decided to test his loyalty to my mother and waited for him to pass out. This girl will prove what kind of monster he really is.

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Walking on eggshells, I stepped behind his recliner. Furrowing my disgust at his snoring, carefully, I pulled a blindfold over his eyes. He woke up and reacted, “Kinky.”

Kinky? That sick son of a bitch.

I went around him and sat on his lap. That pervert grabbed my waist and asked why I was wearing thongs like Lula. He implied, “This isn’t like you, Nancy. But I like it.”

Like it? I felt like screaming, “I just turned 18, you fucking asshole!” Rather than educate Greg about the wrong with this, I squinted my eyes at the ice skaters and rubbed myself back and forth against his legs. I wanted to see how far this sick fuck would go. Suddenly, his grizzly hands grasped my waist. I knew this would happen, but I didn’t expect this to feel so weird. Ugh, at that moment, I felt a connection to the stories I heard about guilt from sexual assault. This motherfucker had no right to put his fucking hands on me!

View attachment 4600607

In order to make him believe that I am his 110-pound wife rather than his hundred-pound stepdaughter, I grabbed my knees to gain more weight. This sick fuck and his dirty hands compelled me to puke in his mouth. I felt like decapitating his head and showing it off on YouTube. Instead, I had other plans. This girl will prove to Mom the pervert he always was.

I leaned back into him, which was a mistake. What was I thinking? His sweaty hand fondled my puny stomach as I watched it. His other perverted fingers ran along my hip. I watched them, too. They danced across to my crotch. My pulse elevated to this violation as my eyes widened, and his index finger slipped under my thin pink panties. Why is he doing this to me? I’m his step-daughter! He prodded my innocence—I gasped! Instinctively, I grabbed my breasts, arched my back, and tossed my head over his shoulder into the cushion. He uttered, “Hold on, something isn’t right.”

Greg took off his blindfold. His extensive eyes locked with my weak ones. He yelped, pushing me off in the process. I hit the carpet. That violent asshole nearly broke all the bones in my body.

View attachment 4600601

“You sick little bitch!” he cursed me with rage I’ve never witnessed before. I nodded with anticipation as he stood. That nasty, bad man had a bulge in his shorts. I felt violated as I bit the tip of my pinky.

View attachment 4600603

Greg shouted, “You belong in a mental institution!” He stormed out of the room.

“Yeah, run away, you piece of shit pedophile! I’m still a baby!”

Later that night, Mom told me she wanted me to leave the home while they were gone on their getaway. “I called the doctor, and he will pick you up on Saturday,” she said. “I want you out of this house, young lady.”

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I bawled my eyes out the entire night. That asshole violated me. He touched me in a place no man his age should ever. And I have to leave? I was the victim.

I was the fucking victim!

Forget this dour realm. Forget this fucking mansion. I’m done caring. And I hope tonight, my sister’s fraternity friends will teabag me into the next world. Hopefully, there, it won’t be as cruel as this living god-forsaken hell.

On the next adventure of Lula’s Loony Lust©, she arrives at Oceanview Hospital. Only in her panties and bra, she shivered to the nurse as her mascara ran down her rosy cheeks. She expressed her opaque dismay and told her that this world was too cruel for her innocence. However, due to her age, they couldn’t place her in the adolescent ward. So they sent her to the adult building. Will she find the peace she’s seeking? Or will another bad, bad man violate her innocence? “It was a little past midnight when I snuck into his room. I climbed on top of the bed and straddled him with my puny legs. He said, “You make me wee wee feel funny.” This 35-year-old Down syndrome man is about to rape me!”

what

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

a

ayo wtf nigga, fuh nah dawg this sum next level freaky deaky shit, now im starting to be a lil more grateful im not this schizophrenic

I am PUP, the Parallel Universe Parasite! How dare you use "sum next level!" This actually happened.

what

What?

 

[romanstock]

You're a fucking weirdo!!!!!

 

[dhusc]

I am PUP, the Parallel Universe Parasite! How dare you use "sum next level!" This actually happened.


What?

dude what the fuck is wrong with you

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

You're a fucking weirdo!!!!!

no I'm not!

dude what the fuck is wrong with you

lets talk about it, buddy

 

[sick kunt31]

My parents left this morning on a getaway. Ugh, they claimed it was an early anniversary. But I know the truth. They'd rather be anywhere but near me. And the last thing mister step daddy said, “Would you please wear more clothes in this house?”

View attachment 4600605

I can’t! It’s too morbid in this manor. And it's darkness peels the fabric from my skin with its sharp teeth of voracity. A thong and bra are how I deal with this shit.

Because our parents are running away, Kat is having a party tonight. She calls it Teabagging Lil Sis. Ugh, whatever that means. But I don’t care about any gathering. Fuck people. Fuck everyone. It’s too damn depressing!

View attachment 4600608

Why does no one understand my sorrow? And how many high school seniors do you know who wear clothes when they’re sad? Not many, that’s for sure. And that sick motherfucker Mom married… I showed his ass two days ago. I got him!

Greg had been drinking his disgusting beers all day, watching stupid hockey. I hate sports. I hate everything! Well, I decided to test his loyalty to my mother and waited for him to pass out. This girl will prove what kind of monster he really is.

View attachment 4600606

Walking on eggshells, I stepped behind his recliner. Furrowing my disgust at his snoring, carefully, I pulled a blindfold over his eyes. He woke up and reacted, “Kinky.”

Kinky? That sick son of a bitch.

I went around him and sat on his lap. That pervert grabbed my waist and asked why I was wearing thongs like Lula. He implied, “This isn’t like you, Nancy. But I like it.”

Like it? I felt like screaming, “I just turned 18, you fucking asshole!” Rather than educate Greg about the wrong with this, I squinted my eyes at the ice skaters and rubbed myself back and forth against his legs. I wanted to see how far this sick fuck would go. Suddenly, his grizzly hands grasped my waist. I knew this would happen, but I didn’t expect this to feel so weird. Ugh, at that moment, I felt a connection to the stories I heard about guilt from sexual assault. This motherfucker had no right to put his fucking hands on me!

View attachment 4600607

In order to make him believe that I am his 110-pound wife rather than his hundred-pound stepdaughter, I grabbed my knees to gain more weight. This sick fuck and his dirty hands compelled me to puke in his mouth. I felt like decapitating his head and showing it off on YouTube. Instead, I had other plans. This girl will prove to Mom the pervert he always was.

I leaned back into him, which was a mistake. What was I thinking? His sweaty hand fondled my puny stomach as I watched it. His other perverted fingers ran along my hip. I watched them, too. They danced across to my crotch. My pulse elevated to this violation as my eyes widened, and his index finger slipped under my thin pink panties. Why is he doing this to me? I’m his step-daughter! He prodded my innocence—I gasped! Instinctively, I grabbed my breasts, arched my back, and tossed my head over his shoulder into the cushion. He uttered, “Hold on, something isn’t right.”

Greg took off his blindfold. His extensive eyes locked with my weak ones. He yelped, pushing me off in the process. I hit the carpet. That violent asshole nearly broke all the bones in my body.

View attachment 4600601

“You sick little bitch!” he cursed me with rage I’ve never witnessed before. I nodded with anticipation as he stood. That nasty, bad man had a bulge in his shorts. I felt violated as I bit the tip of my pinky.

View attachment 4600603

Greg shouted, “You belong in a mental institution!” He stormed out of the room.

“Yeah, run away, you piece of shit pedophile! I’m still a baby!”

Later that night, Mom told me she wanted me to leave the home while they were gone on their getaway. “I called the doctor, and he will pick you up on Saturday,” she said. “I want you out of this house, young lady.”

View attachment 4600602

I bawled my eyes out the entire night. That asshole violated me. He touched me in a place no man his age should ever. And I have to leave? I was the victim.

I was the fucking victim!

Forget this dour realm. Forget this fucking mansion. I’m done caring. And I hope tonight, my sister’s fraternity friends will teabag me into the next world. Hopefully, there, it won’t be as cruel as this living god-forsaken hell.

On the next adventure of Lula’s Loony Lust©, she arrives at Oceanview Hospital. Only in her panties and bra, she shivered to the nurse as her mascara ran down her rosy cheeks. She expressed her opaque dismay and told her that this world was too cruel for her innocence. However, due to her age, they couldn’t place her in the adolescent ward. So they sent her to the adult building. Will she find the peace she’s seeking? Or will another bad, bad man violate her innocence? “It was a little past midnight when I snuck into his room. I climbed on top of the bed and straddled him with my puny legs. He said, “You make me wee wee feel funny.” This 35-year-old Down syndrome man is about to rape me!”

@sick kunt31 walked the earth with thundered feet,
A world of screams beneath the heat.
Not for power, not for fame
But to end the endless game.


Cities fell and oceans cried,
Every voice the war had tied
Faded into quiet air
A silence heavy, still, and bare.


He bore the sin the world would blame,
So hate itself would lose its name.
The cycle cracked where footsteps ran
Peace born from the fall of man