What is your story?

This directly goes against the dictionary definition you provided, therefore you are attempting to redefine the word.

Terrifying, causing extreme fear. You suggest that your life story would cause such amounts of fear that most people would be unable to handle it. This quote also suggests that you have ascended above the fears of regular people and that the story of your life is pretty much mundane to you at this point.

Though this line does serve as an escape from the obvious mistake you made, it does not excuse the myriad of edgy (as defined by you) things you have done, drawn, written, and said in the past.

You insult my drawings?

It is a sad day.

Hmmmmmmm

HMMMMMM

okay

Note:

When I said it, I thought it would be funny.

Then when it got backlashed, I tried to backtrack slightly and make it more,…

Something…

That caused even more backlash unfortunately.

Then I acted like an idiot and got slightly ticked off.

Then I tried to defend myself, acting as if I was in a debate(of sorts)rather than me just being stupid.

Then I failed.

You sound like this

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r/im14andthisisdeep

Dafuq


I don’t sound like that… Noooooo…

Right?

Anywho, I wonder if I should actually do what this thread wants.

Also, if you would prefer, I would list detail about my personality (from my view anywho) and then, decide whether or not I sound like an edgy person.

Or I could make a whole thread dedicated to that… Hmmmmm

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Ahhh but you are wrong

I stopped being 14 just under a year ago.

Total brain death, enter at ure own risk

Wait, wait what

WTF, I meant just under 2 years… WTF is wrong with my math.

I am truly an idiot.

Or was it technically right?

I stopped being 14 at age 15 but…

I’m thinking too much into all this, plox ignore.

@anon95004049 @Froggo @Aj_Gaming

Please stop spamming the thread with off-topic shit, take it to DMs if you need. Post yer bios and stop derailing the thread into an anti-edgelord circlejerk.

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Now this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I’d like to take a minute
Just sit right there
I’ll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air

In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground was where I spent most of my days
Chillin’ out maxin’ relaxin’ all cool
And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
She said, “You’re movin’ with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air”

I begged and pleaded with her day after day
But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket
I put my Walkman on and said, “I might as well kick it”

First class, yo, this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass
Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like?
Hmm, this might be alright

But wait I hear they’re prissy, bourgeois, all that
Is this the type of place that they just send this cool cat?
I don’t think so
I’ll see when I get there
I hope they’re prepared for the prince of Bel-Air

Well, the plane landed and when I came out
There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out
I ain’t trying to get arrested yet
I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared

I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said “Fresh” and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought, “Nah, forget it”
“Yo, home to Bel-Air”

I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie, “Yo home smell ya later”
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air

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