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Jimmon2
Name: Jimmon2
Birthday: Mar 17 2003
Location: Somewhere in Greece
Gender: Male
Last Seen: Sat, 04 Jul 2020
Membership: Member


Personal Bio
Okay... so.. I am Jimmon, real name Jim,I am 15 and I can be a little akward from time to time, what else?.. what else? ... Oh, I enjoy watching anime, reading books and manga, playing games and people-watching. I think that's all. So, then! Everyone feel free to message me! Signed by: Jimmon *random stuff* 7H15 M355AG3 53RV3R5 70 PR0V3 H0W 0UR M1ND5 C4N D0 4M4Z1NG 7H1NG5! 1MMPR3SIVE 7HINGS! 1N 7HE B3G1N1ING 17 W4S H4RD BU7 N0W, 0N 7HIS L1N3, Y0UR M1ND 1S R34D1NG I7 4U7OM47IC4LLY W1THOUT 3V3N 7HINKING 4B0UT I7, B3 PR0UD! ONLY C3R741N P30PL3 C4N R34D 7HIS. 1F Y0U C4N R34D 7HIS, P0S7 17 0N Y0UR PR0F1LE The girl you just called fat.. She's overdosing on diet pills. The girl you just called ugly.. She spends hours putting makeup on hoping people will like her. The boy you just tripped.. He is abused enough at home. See that man with the ugly scars.. He fought for his country. That guy you just made fun of for crying.. His mother is dying. Put this as you're status if you're against bullying. I bet 95% of you wont re-post, but I'm sure the people with a heart and backbone will ~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 you're against child abuse.