"jay ladders"

TSSSHHHH who the fuck is this guy? what a twat. neone know him?
i mean really, me and my mate were prank calling him the other night and he started shoutin down the phone gettin all vexed n shit for no reason wtf?
then we stabbed him twice to get back at him for being angry, prick deserved worse.

neway, ive been told that for all the haters of said person, this is the particular forum to coagulate our disgusting little trails of childish fury and ignorant rage. rejoice!

i remember this one time, he posted something on the actual official forum as a joke to ian, who took it the wrong way. fair nuf, it wasnt worded very well, and apparently jay had a message from ian saying he understood and to forget about it, but i heard a story about some hardcore brutalisers takin it to the nex and saying that they "dont have time for him" when that particular person was suckin his cock like, 5 months ago. crazy shit mm?
favourite one was where he met some girl and she decided that she loved him and shed text him every fucking day and every fucking night, then take to prejudice remarks and call the racism card when he retaliated. i mean, i can sympathise, all he wanted was to be left the fuck alone, but nah. every fuckin day man, texts on the phone. it got to a point where it was genuinely troubling. i must admit, i think jay felt comfort knowing that someone was just as mentally unstable as he was.

who'dve thought that petty bickering and trying to impress each other would cause such utter animosity on jay's part to the people he once thought friends? any normal person would be begging them for acceptance right now right? "please take me back! u can call me whatever u want, i wanna be your friend, waaaaaaaaah!!!". thats the normal thing to do i thought.


ive been degraded, embarrassed and humiliated, by a bunch of cunts that i was trying to help with their fucking meaningless lives. i spent time trying to ensure hapiness for those i spoke to, but in turn, you turned it around.

nia webb. i was in love with you for a long time. you "dumped" me beacuse you got pissed for the first time and started whining down the phone to me, then decided to stick to your fuckin ridiculous little theme of being "independant" and "a worker". to this day, you havent given me a reason for leaving me. the fact that it's been almost an entire year and you still can't give a reason tells me that you genuinely never cared about me, therefore i am unable to return the favour. if you're gonna bitch about me, give me a call and just let it all out, i'm ok with that baby.

"charn". you proved yourself worthy of the degenerate crown when i realised you were fucking, mental. i hope you learn from my reaction to your silly little texts that if you act like every day is a cliffhanger of eastenders; no one cares after the second time.


"whoa that was such a random rant, i didnt know jay was still on this forum!".


i'm not. i came on here because its five am and i cannot sleepand i havent slept in fucking days. two people on this forum have actually helped me to deal with the select clan of gormless, goading cunts that roam free in this place. but i've recently come to realise, that no matter how far someone goes out of their way to help you, you won't listen. no matter how much i tried to help you and to ensure fusion, it was never going to happen. i spent hours on you guys, trying to help you both and sort out your problems that seemed so important to you but somehow outweighed me being stabbed and nearly dying, hahahah. there was no way that i could have ever even affected your little, paper lives, and here's whats been fucking destroying me: i was wondering why this happened, and why you horrible pair allow yourselves to make someone feel as i did. but i was asking the wrong question to myself. instead of wondering why you would do that and wonder how you could possibly live your lives in this same fashion, day-in day-out treating everyone the same eeeek im so happy about everything but deep down i have a secret cos my father is a cheating old bastard or my mother is an overprotective goat..

i ask myself a different, and final question, to end this rant in the early hours of the morning about two girls that fucked up my life and started bitching and whining to all their cunt friends to make themselves feel better about getting fucked by me (cept u charn hahahahah), and here it is.

knowing that my life is fucking perfect in every aspect, not because of material wealth or relationship, but because i am alive and i have learnt to appreciate what my life is instead of spending my nights sitting in bed wondering if they actually meant what they said to me, do my emotions wince, do i feel anything, even hatred, towards those who enjoyed making me contemplate my very existance?



no

"try harder cunts"

TL;DR

Sorry but im closing this.. We are genuinely laid back here but myself i see this as a personal attack on a member... if other mods feel diffrently then i stand corrected and will see this thread opened again but until then im closing it.