This is for you, MY BEST FRIENDS. Read this message until the end, it's adorable. I sent an angel to watch over you last night, but it came back. When I asked "Why?" the angel said "Angels don't watch over angels." Twenty angels are in your world. Ten of them are sleeping, nine of them are playing, and one is reading this message. God has seen you struggling with some things, and God says "It's over." A blessing is coming your way. If you believe in God, send this to fourteen friends, including me . If I don't get it back, I guess I'm not one of them . As soon as you get five replies, someone you love will quietly surprise you... Not joking. Pass this message on. Please don't ignore it. You are being tested and God is going to fix two big things tonight in your favor. If you believe in God, drop everything and pass it on. TOMORROW Will Be The Best Day Of Your Life. DON'T BREAK THIS CHAIN. SEND THIS TO FOURTEEN FRIENDS IN TEN MINUTES. IT'S NOT THAT HARD. NO GROUP CHATS.

What in Davy Jones' locker did ye just bark at me, ye scurvy bilgerat? I'll have ye know I be the meanest cutthroat on the seven seas, and I've led numerous raids on fishing villages, and raped over 300 wenches. I be trained in hit-and-run pillaging and be the deadliest with a pistol of all the captains on the high seas. Ye be nothing to me but another source o' swag. I'll have yer guts for garters and keel haul ye like never been done before, hear me true. You think ye can hide behind your newfangled computing device? Think twice on that, scallywag. As we parley I be contacting my secret network o' pirates across the sea and yer port is being tracked right now so ye better prepare for the typhoon, weevil. The kind o' monsoon that'll wipe ye off the map. You're sharkbait, fool. I can sail anywhere, in any waters, and can kill ye in o'er seven hundred ways, and that be just with me hook and fist.

There are no more barriers to cross. All I have in common with the uncontrollable and the insane, the vicious and the evil, all the mayhem I have caused and my utter indifference toward it I have now surpassed. My pain is constant and sharp, and I do not hope for a better world for anyone. In fact, I want my pain to be inflicted on others. I want no-one to escape. But even after admitting this, there is no catharsis, my punishment continues to elude me, and I gain no deeper knowledge of myself. No new knowledge can be extracted from my telling. This confession has meant nothing.

I think that the 1980s were objectively the best time to be alive. I mean, come on. There were great presidents like Ronald Raegan, there was a living American identity. The music was phenomal. Nobody was glued to their misery rectanges(SMART PHONES) and everybody was just living their life. I listen to all the great classics from the 1980s like 'Major Tom' and the 80s synth songs like "Home - Resonance." I also listen to late 1970s synth like "geirgio moroder - chase." Back in the 1980s you had all the classic cultural media and games like the NES, the ATARI 2600 and all that cool stuff. Things were just different back then :/ better... I just wish I didnt have to live in the time of tictok and fortnite. I would do ANYTHING to live in the 1980s

! ! ! ATTENTION 2007 KIDS ! ! ! This is the last year of being a kid ! Because NEXT YEAR! We gon be T33N4G3RS!! PARTYING DRINKING MAKING OUT AND SEX O_O PERIODS ☹ HEARTBREAKS ☹ MIDDLE SCHOOL SOPHOMORES (7️TH GRADE)

Hey it's Terehy! I haven't talked to you in a while, how's it going? Are you still dating Diane? Actually I heard you and Diane broke up. I'm sorry bro. Is it true she got a ♥♥♥♥ transplant? That's what's they've been saying, I heard it was brutal. Well anyway bro, good to see you again, my girlfriend wants to have sex, catch ya later man.