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Name: Augustin1999
Location: Tempe, AZ
Gender: Male
Last Seen: Mon, 10 Oct 2016

Membership: Member

Personal Bio
For some reason ever since i left this site and stop doing rituals and spells. I have felt weird like something wants to come out, sometimes i feel chills down my spine and my neck stiffens, so i crack my neck to loosen it. Then there are times when Im alone and i feel like someone is watching me, sometime i hear a voice in my head and which makes me paranoid. I feel like changed mentally, because i use to cut my self for being unwanted and for spells and rituals, now i cut myself for the fun of it, and it like adrenaline coursing through my veins. There are times were i just want to let go and kill those who are around me for the fun of it. Its not just me who sees there is a difference with me, my friends say i've changed. They tell me that i have a smile of a serial or psycho killer on my face, but i tell them its just a smile and they say its more of a grin than a smile. They also tell me that i have a sick and twisted laugh and that i need therapy or i might grow up to be a serial. I tell them in order to become a serial kill you have to had a head injury, mental disorder and a child trauma. Then i did have a head injury when i was a kid and i also had a mental illness of depression, but i never had a child trauma. Thats when my friend says that i have all three. I just hope he isn't right because he is really starting to piss me off. So what do you think, do you think theres something wrong with me too or no? I want to know your answer!

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The boy you punched in the hall today? Committed suicide a few minutes ago. That girl you called a slut in class today? She's a virgin. The boy you called lame? He has to work every night to support his family. That girl you pushed down the other day? She's already being abused at home. That girl you called fat? She's starving herself. The old man you made fun of cause of the ugly scars? He fought for our country. The boy you made fun of for crying? His mother is dying. You think you know them? Guess what, You don't! Re-post if you are against bullying. I bet 99% of you won't, but repost this if you're that 1% that has a heart


Blue=i want a second chance

Yellow=you're cute

Green=i want a kiss

Purple=i will die for you

Red=i want you to kiss me

Pink=let's cuddle

rainbow=i want you in my bed

Orange=i owe you a kiss

Black=i want a hug

teal=i really like you

White=i'm crushing on you

Brown=i love you.


blood red=come to the back room

turquoise=i don't like you

aqua=i hate you

gold=lets be friends

silver=your my enemy

grey: i think i'm falling in love with you

-~My name is Chris

~I am three,

~My eyes are swollen

~I cannot see,

~I must be stupid

~I must be bad,

~What else could have made

~My daddy so mad?

~I wish I were better

~I wish I weren't ugly,

~Then maybe my mommy

~Would still want to hug me.

~I can't do a wrong

~I can't speak at all

~Or else I'm locked up

~All day long.

~When Im awake Im all alone

~The house is dark

~My folks aren't home.

~When my mommy does come home

~I'll try and be nice,

~So maybe I'll just get

~One whipping tonight.

~I just heard a car

~My daddy is back

~From Charlie's bar.

~I hear him curse

~My name is called

~I press myself

~Against the wall.

~I try to hide

~From his evil eyes

~I'm so afraid now

~I'm starting to cry.

~He finds me weeping

~Calls me ugly words,

~He says it's my fault

~He suffers at work.

~He slaps and hits me

~And yells at me more,

~I finally get free

~And run to the door.

~He's already locked it

~And I start to bawl,

~He takes me and throws me

~Against the hard wall

~I fall to the floor

~With my bones nearly broken,

~And my daddy continues

~With more bad words spoken,

~''I'm sorry!? I scream"

~But it's now much too late.

~His face has been twisted

~Into an unimaginable shape.

~The hurt and the pain

~Again and again

~Oh please God, have mercy!

~Oh please let it end!

~And he finally stops

~And heads for the door

~While I lay there motionless

~Sprawled on the floor.

~My name is Chris

~I am three,

~Tonight my daddy

~Murdered me.

~Post if your against child abuse


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