Soooo I originally posted this topic but for stupid reasons, I purged it because I was upset
Anywho,
If you dont have a boyfriend,
There is no one to steal clothes from (in my opinion, thats the best part of dating).
So i did what any financially responsible person would do, and I bought a man’s sweater.
So THAT WAY, you dont have to have the
Boyfriend and can get comfy clothes
Rules: you can only nominate ONE user for each award. If you do more, none of the vote will be considered.--
You can nominate yourself. Try to choose users that you know deserve it
THIS IS A TOPIC THAT IS OPEN TO ANYONE AND EVERYONE. YOU CAN MENTION ANY USER WOU WANT AND THEY ALL HAVE AN EQUAL CHANCE OF WINNING.
Good luck, and may the odds be ever in your favor.
Once I have my nominations, the voting will begin on Friday my time.
What did i do...to deserve to be blessed today.
Im addicted to penguins, so obviously Imma go with the penguin
Your turnnnnnnn
Okieeee so everyone is mostly a diff color so i can help you interpret my beautiful art
In the top right corner, we have @im-a-bae with her big ass hair (at least her pfp’s hair) pushing pregnant @ragnar in a wheelchair because he is going into labor soon (dats why he is crying).
Then on the black line we have @Evan-Elderson in an army helmet making out with @mr-h . And of course, @rendezvous is jacking off to it because he loves gay porn.
@Abby-22 and @BOOTS22 are holding hands to survive the crazy together
On the hood of the car beside the black line is I, the caprisun queen, hanging out with @obviouslylucifer . And he is staring evily @Help_WtfJudith because he wants to get revenge on her for tricking him.
To the left, we have @Help_WtfJudith with her 38ddddddd breasts (the image is scaled to a smaller size to save room). She is strangling @g.a with her long ass skinny dick.
At the bottom of the image, we have @sup confessing his undying love for @NutellaBigGoat .
And then in the bottom right we have @imbored visiting the tws graveyard (aka @layla and @stranger.danger ). He is also eating a slice of pizza cuz he works at pizza hut with his luscious hair
I will be adding a stinky @zoobie later i just ran out of room
Toff you peeps
We gather here today
To celebrate the life of a friend,
A member of the family,
Someone who has been there every day of my life. (Okay okay i got them a few months ago, still).
A soul no one can put a price on (they were 49.99 at costco)
My glasses....have been broken
I was at volleyball, wearing my beloved glasses.
When a ball came flying out of nowhere.
That was the moment when I knew...it would be the last time I wore those frames. It would be the last time I could ever see clearly
iactually bought a new pair today
And as they hit the ground.....the sides broke off.....and i had to watch (it was quite blurry without my glasses on) as the light left my precious beautiful navy glasses
a moment of silence for my best friend
A writing of a thousand words no one will completely read
A post that will get lost among the horny outcries, topics riddled with drama, and stupid clickbait.
The words I write are to whom it may concern.
To the people who pointed out my flaws, my mistakes, my unreasonable actions. Thank you. The thoughts that cross my mind every day, the ones I see when I stare in the mirror, the ones I ponder on when Im alone, you make them more alive.
“Kill yourself” , trust me, I would if I could. But the girl in the mirror, is too much of a coward to go through with it.
“Chubby”, trust me, as much as I starve myself, it will never be good enough for you.
“Dumb as a brick wall”, trust me, I think about that one a lot. The girl in the mirror, is an airhead. Only because I can never share the opinion you have.
To the people who leave. Thank you. Never once has a day gone by where I dont wish I could turn back time.
You had no friends? I get that....I feel that. Almost every day. That lonely feeling, will just keep eating at you, until you become it.
You had better things to do? I get that...I feel that. Sometimes I feel like my life could be better, if only I had the will to try.
You couldnt handle the drama? I get that...and I feel that. Thats all this place is, and people live for it. Little do they know that piece by piece, the stress of the drama gets to you.
To the people who I called my friends. Thank you. You made days a little more bearable. A little easier to handle
You know me? I flawed out. I hid too many things. Youll never really know me. Because what you see is the smile. What I see, is whats so carefully hidden behind it.
You were my “bestie”? I flawed out. I trust easy, and care for people even easier. Humans are despicable. And sometimes I have to remember that not everyone deserves a second chance. And the world, isnt all cupcakes and rainbows.
You were my family? I flawed out. I forgot what that word means.
To the people who I say I loved. In sorry.
We rarely talk? Im sorry...sometimes I cant keep my priorities straight. I am bad at showing love.
We argue? Im sorry...sometimes I like to think that I know everything. Even though I dont even have the first damn clue.
We have a ritual of saying I love you? Im sorry..sometimes I take that word too lightly. Love all the wrong people, and they will destroy you.
To whom it may concern.
My name is Willow.
I fuck up. I make mistakes
Im not beautiful. It takes so much effort to take a picture.
I cant win every argument. I dont know everything.
I cant ever love you. Because i dont even know what being loved feels like anymore.
I am sensitive. Emotions are the only thing i really know.
Sometimes
Its okay to not be okay
My time here has been fun.
I can remember so many happy private conversations, public chat weirdos, and building my friend group.
This site has given me a lot of experience in strange and unique categories. Like cyberbullying prevention and how to deal with the horny. :) However, its downhill.
Im not here to make yet another post about how much TWS sucks (as much as I want to, imma hold myself back :p.)
Recently my life has gotten stressful (always) and Im slipping back into this void of blankness. Im slipping back to the mentality that this is all too...fake. That the whole world including myself has faked in one way or another. Whether it be through fake love or even just fake people, its time to pick me.
No more spammers. No more trolls. No more misery. And no more admin jabber. No more fake friends. No more fake personality traits. And most of all, no more sadness.
I would like to thank everyone that made these last five months so fun. You pushed me to be happy every time. And you pushed me to be a better person. I have never met so many people that accept me as who I am.
I would also like to thank the assholes and bitches. Thank you for showing me who I am. Helping me realize what I stand for, where my opinion rests. Thank you for showing me what I can and cant control, and helping me practice this control.
Its time for me to quit running from the inevitable, and choose myself. This is me. Willow Maryann Louisa Sanders. And I choose to work on myself rather than pour my heart into other peoples problems and weird chatrooms.
It was my home. But now home is just going to be a distant memory.
@talkwithstranger you can go ahead and unmod this account. It will be inactive for a very very long time.
If anyone else every needs ANYTHING, i will be here for 12 more hours, and then tomorrow, I start a new chapter of myself. One that it TWS free. But back to it, if you need anything, you have twelve hours to ask in pm’s for my instagram or email.
Bye bye
Ever had so much to say that you dont even know where to start?
Ever had so many emotions crashing through you, you dont know whether to cry of sadness or scream out of anger?
Ever realize you made a mistake and you feel completely helpless?
They say when someone commits suicide, they dont believe that anybody will care. But someone is always affected. And then that person looks around, they see so many happy people and think wow, how can they be happy at a time like this?
That, is the perfect description of how I feel right now. And yes this is me doing what i usually do, getting all my feelings out in a stupid little topic.
@Stranger_Danger has left TWS. As most of you already know.
To most people he was a horny little reptile who could make any subject a happy one. And had a humor unlike any other.
About a month ago I went through a period of depression. It happens to everyone. I felt alone, happy around “friends” and sad when I was by myself.
I nearly did it. The day I got home from the hospital, I took my new pain killer bottle and I set it in front of me, sitting in the bathtub. And I stared at it for so long. In one hand I held a picture of all the people I know would miss me. And in the other, was a TWS page open on my iPod.
No one had messaged me anything respondable. I went through and I apologized to so many.
Apologized for lying
Apologized for being selfish
Apologized for being annoying.
Snek wouldnt accept it. He stayed up all night with me. He would skip multiple hours of sleep, just so he could be on when I needed him.
He was selfless.
In moments I felt like tearing myself apart, he made me laugh. God the dude knows how to make someone laugh.
He was funny.
I knew that when I got myself into drama. Or someone was shitting on me, he would have my back. Most people knew the funny, stupid side of him. But I knew he can also kick ass with logic and smarts.
He was a loyal friend.
He is everything I have ever wanted to be.
And I also understand why he had to go, but that doesnt change the fact that I wish he was still here
Im sorry that I wasnt there for him now the way he was for me.
Im sorry I allowed us to somewhat separate and he felt like he was no longer needed.
Im sorry that I couldnt make him smile, because it was his time to weep.
And God damn I wanted to use his real name so many times in this stupid post. Fuck you for being the mysterious annonymous stranger Snek.
Sometimes we feel bad. And we look for connections in the strangest places...i certainly did . I initially joined for sexual reasons and friendship. I just felt that i needed another person, however I could get them. TWS was a place I could sit back and enjoy myself. Enjoy funny convos, responding to weird topics, and visiting the pub chat. I mostly lurked. Watching the funny chaos.
I stayed because TWS does have some amazing people. A few important ones would be
@charzard @bushmurry and @football_m29
Ive had the most hilarious conversations of my life on this site. Ive made so many true friends. Ive made a family i never had. Sometimes days got hard. But at the end of it all, the ones who mattered most, the real ones, stayed.
Then I met the love of my life. @RAGNAR . This was the biggest perk of staying on this site. I met a mofo as crazy as me. The cutest i have ever seen. The funniest conversation of them all. And i had a good first month and a half on TWS.
TWS seemed to be the one thing I have been looking for. I needed this “interaction”. I needed people that understood me. I needed a place i knew i could share my opinion if I ever wanted. I needed this little fun gig of topics.
I became a moderator and everything changed. I became painfully aware of the negatives. The overlooks. The hate. This is what i associate as the downfall of my happiness. I was immediately greeted as being the worst moderator. People told me i only got the position because i dated @RAGNAR . And what hurt most, is that it felt true. I had the admin up my ass firmly stating that i always made mistakes. That i wasnt one of the top. I remember feeling like I was in a competition with the other moderators.
What were my ‘mistakes’? Making the most morally correct decisions. I started seeing these incidents when I joined the public chat and paying attention to complaints from users. I gained quite a few enemies. I remember some nights crying my eyes out. Perfect example: @willowlovesBBC . And there were also trolls that people don’t do anything about. I had to sit back and watch as a sixteen year old girl get harassed. She was called a slut, whore, and poor baby momma. And when I talked to the admin about it, he did nothing. Nothing was done. This poor girl, left the site with her confidence in rags. I still talk to her sometimes...and it is something she will never forget.
This was not the TWS i first joined. This was not the site that made me come back every day excited for a new round of conversations.
Instead of a “free fun chatroom”, i find minors being bullied, people of all genders and ages being sexually harassed, and spammers climbing through the walls. And nothing. Gets. Done.
Its complete torment to see the rules go ignored. And the guilt tears away at me to not be able to do a damn thing about it. I am letting my morals slip as low as everyone else’s on this site.
I remember at some point starting a mission of my own. I started a chain of love posts. Of topics that I wanted to change the way things happened. If the larger power (admin) wasnt going to do anything, i was going to do everything in my power to change as much as i could. And so it began...
http://chatrooms.talkwithstranger.com/topic/11300/psa-for-all-the-people-that-think-its-okay
http://chatrooms.talkwithstranger.com/topic/11568/let-s-talk-bout-da-hate/1
http://chatrooms.talkwithstranger.com/topic/10837/what-religion-are-you?page=2
But I found that it wasnt creating a change. My naive little world was collided with a tidal wave of reality. Nothing could stop what was happening. I have had my anxiety meds doubled, depressants doubled, and my faith in this site grow smaller every day. Nothing i could do through these posts could change things. And no argument that i presented would ever change the rules of the world.
Things changed again...a lot of my daily trollers had left. Most have never come back. And i made a whole new round of friends. Everything was turning up good for me. I made friends with
@BOOTS22 @Abby.83 @Kat_15 @US Poet and many many more, too many to list.
And that brings us...to this month...
I have fallen on my ass again. Bullies have once again appeared in my pm’s. And the crushing feeling in my chest came back. Nothing had been done still. My blood boils when I think about it. THIS IS NOT THE WAY THE WORLD SHOULD WORK, ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU CAN DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT.
And I found that I am not alone. I looked back and realized, i wasnt the only user. So I found my new hope. I started a mission. Every user I could think of, some I have never even met before now, stepped up to my challenge. We would make our experience known. Id like to thank all of the people in the “Mission Impossible” group chat. @zazzles @anti-cute @Abby.83 @BOOTS22 @US-Poet @RAGNAR @cutie-cat @goodgirll @iinutellaii @jynextremist @Kat_15 @Emilyyyyyy @Dude-Lebowski @Kimmy159 @miracle7 @DangerousWoman @girlwhois16 @Rabbitboy @Leo_Sihra @Sammy @Black_Beetle @S_Dawn and last but certainly not least @sup
Even if mission impossible doesnt work, all of you people are the greatest. Some of you are total strangers to me, but still willing to help me out, that gives me hope. And to some of you that I am close to, thank you for sticking by my side. Thank you for being there when i cried or had a panic attack from silly business on a stupid site.
No matter what happens after this post is done, after this little movement is done, i can at least take away one helluva group of individuals. I have found the good ones-thank you for that.
Also, because I am quite done trying to show my respect and be a good mod, fuck you @talkwithstranger
Its amazing how one day someone can be your best friend. And the next they are telling you that life would be better with you dead.
Its amazing how one moment you can be totally fine and happy. Then the next be depressed and suicidal.
Its amazing how one month ago, I would be able to enter my world. Same thing, same people, same routine, day in and day out. But then fast forward to a time like now when all things familiar are gone. All people have went mute. The routine has been rearranged, some parts nonexistant. The normal things you see, are suddenly invisible to you, less important.
Its amazing how someone that you see smiling, goofing and breathing, suddenly goes black and white. Leaves you alone so abruptly.
Its amazing honestly. Its amazing how easy it is to put up a facade, a smile. But behind the grin, there is the real me. My own little black and white.
Its amazing how easily we are fooled by the universe. Told that it will work out for the best. Then as the sunrise is near, it is just as quickly ripped away.
Or maybe its amazing how sarcastic the word amazing is. just amazing, right?
Also hey bitches. New people...a lot. This isnt the TWS it used to be. Not by a long shot. And maybe that isnt a bad thing
himme up, i need fwiends
Okay so i was going for a run this morning on the way to my neighbors.
I stopped when i saw a little blur of fur go behind a bush.
Everytime I got close to this dude he would run off. But when i walked away he would follow me.
So I finally got him to follow me to my backyard.
He smells horrendous and there is all sorts of shit in his fur.
I have an obsession with naming animals that I find. So any suggestions, comment em.
Too intimidated to message you
And i just want to the world to know that hey
@Heyitszoey
I fucking love you and want to spend the rest of my life with you gets down on one knee
Marry me?
Im not a morning person. At all.
It is too damn early right now and all these people are so happy.
Like wtf.
I need someone thatll complain equally as much because morning
Issa celebration bishes. 1000 posts...dayum. Now i can look at this one of two ways. I am either a total internet addict or yea...a total internet addict.
Soooo i have a lot i need to say, so just prepare for the best post ever.
HERE IS WHAT TWS HAS DONE FOR ME
Once upon a time i was in a therapy session. I have a bad case of...you guessed it...social anxiety...and regular anxiety...and PTSD...and depression...and mommo syndrome. What is mommo syndrome you may ask? When someone becomes a mom, its harder to get someone to bang you. Or hard to get out of the house to make friends. So my therapist actually RECOMMENDED this website.
My first post i was just tryna get used to the format, and complete my mission of finding friends.
http://chatrooms.talkwithstranger.com/topic/7076/19-f-wants-to-chat-and-do-whatever/8
And so they started rolling into my pm’s. My first friends here were
@santizzle , and we discussed our similar life stories and celebrity crushes
@Lindert , we exchanged emails and talked about our sucky jobs, endless responsibilities, and lack of a social life
@leo_sihra , well ya see. Im not gonna go into depth what we talked about. So just....yeh
And lastly, @lanzo312 he was my meme plug, the one i laughed with and made fun of.
Even with so little, after all, it was only my first few days, i felt real good fam.
Then we can start fast forwarding through time, i slowly got the hang of topics and dedicated my time to responding to ERR ONE in my pm’s.
I made friends like
@football_m29 whom i got advice from and got me a jokester of a best friend. HE IS MY FOR REAL BEST FRIEND.
@Charzard became a good friend too. Had many topics and always messaged me whenever i needed anyone to talk to. I miss our convos Charlie. :(
@nik.sub.blz became a friend to share stories with and made me smile, so he gets to be on the list.
Then shit got real. I was enjoying myself one day and a moderator popped up in my pm’s. I had harassed a user for using the same profile pic as my friend @eric_injurious . So the mod was, you guessed it, @RAGNAR . And bishhhh, i was in love when he firstt said “Yow”. Because hot damn,he a funny mofo. Fast fowarding some more, i ended up posting the topic.
http://chatrooms.talkwithstranger.com/topic/8088/getting-real-for-just-a-few-minutes
And so advice started rolling in and i hooked up with
@RAGNAR , the bestest awesomest, coolest bf in the universe. Love you mah baby.
And i also had the pleasure of meeting
@bushmurry , we became friends because despite my nerves, he told me to grow a pair and tell him. Without him, i may have never done it.
http://chatrooms.talkwithstranger.com/topic/10686/its-time-to-be-too-personal-yet-again/5
And now here we are, at a point where it was almost 2018. My most popular topic
http://chatrooms.talkwithstranger.com/topic/8887/2017-i-am-going-to-post-whatever-the-hell-i-want/28
I have never ever shared my story before. Everyone in this community became my friends, and i felt it was time that people knew. And to be accepted, is the happiest feeling in the world. The replies i received made me feel over the moon happy. For the first time in forever, i had actually found a group, been apart of a family.
And so mah peeps, i have a few more people who need to be commented about. After i became mod, i now have two beautiful sisters who i know i can always rely @vrinda and @tehkotak . A hilarious pair of bros @zoobie and @Lucifer_ . And a pretty dope admin
@Kanuna and @methhead gave me a smart mouth shy old me would never be able to handle
@alexthealien , @maxim916 , @I-Am-Male , @BloodDrunk , @kek , @cool_shobhit , and many more are or have been my pub chat peeps
@OMGDanaliz , @Emilyyyyyy , @Scott-Xavier , @sarah , and @Girlnextdoor have given me some dope ass posts to reply to
And @KorgLife17 , @Black_Beetle , @jynextremist , @sup , and @thestrangest , Id like to thank you for replying to some of even my stupidest posts, muchas gracias mi familia :).
@Sir-Devil , you may not remember but you helped me awhile back with some of my insecurities, thank you :).
And so mah babies, thanks for helping me reach 1000, I love you guys like youre my own family. 💚💚💚
why do me and this donkey look exactly alike??
As I scroll through my instagram and on TWS. As well as just the every day walking around in real life, Ive come to find how much more open everything is. The basic “kms” is a joke, depression and anxiety are now memes, eating disorders are treated like nothing, tossed under the rug. Everything is brought into light. Mental illnesses were once something you kept from everyone, but now everyone knows. They are aware it is an issue. However, why do I still see shaming for it?
Why is the “fat girl” on instagram becoming a meme to stop eating? Stop eating. You dont know her. None of the people who like the picture know her. Nobody who comments and tags their friend knows her pain. They dont know the struggle of waking up every morning and being ashamed to look in the mirror. “You are beautiful in every single way, words cant bring me down”. Quotes like these only go so far. Family support only goes so far. A person can only be strong alone for so long. An eating disorder, just because you know it is an issue, does not just get tossed around. Bulimia, anorexia, purging disorder, they are REAL. Words mean more than what you think. One wrong move, and you have shattered the confidence of a person. Another human being, just like you. Just trying to get by and worry about school/work, getting into college, maybe getting promoted. Just let them be like you, able to look in the mirror. And not only see a beautiful soul and body, but an army of people behind them.
As for depression, I have struggled with this for a long ass time. And no, Im not going to seize opportunity and tell you my shitty story. Im here just to make people aware. I was scrolling through TWS the other day and I saw a few people had posted topics about needing a friend, needing advice, needing just a complete stranger to talk to. Hell, I even saw one announcing they were killing them self. And it made me sick. I felt queasy and sad for them. The replies underneath the post were things like “attention whore”, “a desperate cry for attention”, and even the age old phrase of “kys”. The internet is one of the last places a person would go to. I know at some point we have all felt alone. We have all been sad at one time or another. We have all felt the painful jab of judgement from others. But I bet you can think of one person who would be there for you if they could. One person that could make you laugh when you dont want to. Someone that will sit and listen to you. But maybe..maybe some people dont have such a blessing. Maybe their family isnt there, they lack friends, or they just needed someone who cannot judge them, a stranger. But instead they are only shamed. Shamed for what the feel. An emotion, something they cannot control.
Depression is not a cry for help.
Depression is not a joke.
Depression is not an overnight sickness or common cold.
Its a weight that no matter how hard you try to lift, it only pushes you down. Its like a blank abyss. The darkness slowly consuming you. And as you fight and struggle. Trying to keep your head above water, it only continues to drown you. Now imagine, someone pouring a pail of that darkness over you. The comments of “kys” and “good for nothing”, “stupid”, or “attention whore”. And the abyss finally just consumes you. Depression is not a joke. Its not a cry for attention. Its a need for help, for support. Depression is destruction, a force so strong it can turn a person into a brainless, miserable zombie.
So no, do not think about the end. Do not pass someone off. Just...listen. And to anybody out there that needs assistance, a little light, I will give you the damn sunshine. My private messages are open to anyone that comments below this, I will message you.
I also want to get one thing straight in case the comments blow up. I have called out NO ONE. Although, I would like to. I merely want to bring awareness to the hatred/ignorance thats taking over this community. We are supposed to be here for each other. And maybe not because we are “one big happy internet family”, but because we are all just humans. And we all get to be sad. We all get the right to want support. I never again want to sit back and see people hurt others. I never want to be afraid to comment my opinion.
If anybody has a fucking problem with what I wrote. If you got annoyed by the length or the way I worded something, dont bother. If you find any of what transpires in some of the extreme memes/social media comments, we cannot be friends. There is a difference between a joke and a bad decision.
Meet Aquaman
He is my newest bebe
His favorite song is “Just Keep Swimming” by Dory.
He enjoys eating goldfish and taking long swims as far from humans as possible. (Ah away from hoomans, we have so much in common)
And I will be raising him completely vegan. And thats mostly because Beta fish dont really eat meats :’)
As the world turns, people walk past each other not seeing the emotions or thoughts of the strangers around them.
They dont know the pain or the struggles that other are having.
Because we have our own problems. It is anything from not getting asked out by that cute guy to the crippling depression that pushes you down every day.
The pain of the world is actually just life. We are put on this Earth and after a short period with your parents, we are put to work. Millions of hours dedicated to studying and stressing over tests. Constantly worrying about being compared to the geniuses of the world.
Being subjected to those strangers thst dont know you, but already have opinions.
Then you struggle with finding out who you are. What you believe and dont. Then having to stand up against someone who doesnt believe the same. Dressing different from everyone else. You dont want to be unique, because unique is just an illusion of happiness. The minute you become the unique away from everyone else’s unique, youre too different for the world.
Those first years of your life, childhood, you suffer the most criticism it feels like. Then thats even the worst part. You need to make adult decisions. Like what you wanna be, how much you want to succeed. Do you pick your dreams from childhood or do you pick the hard truth, reality?
We become zombies to the society. Day in and day out going through the routine of a “perfect” life. Instead of enjoying the happiness we can all obtain.
We love and then lose. And it hurts the most when you know that the people you love arent always going to be around.
With every life. No matter who you are, it comes to an end. It varies on when. Take a look at the people who you are around daily. Family, friends, partners, annoying coworkers, or even just nameless faces. Take a look, because all the memory you have of them, are just that, a memory.
When I say i live “in the now”, it means I refuse to acknowledge that there isnt a forever for anyone. My daughter wont be here, she isnt here. My true love, wont be here, he isnt here. Your family, wont be here, they wont always be there.
And its a harsh reality of death. To have unique traits that people destroy, its own kind of death. To have dreams destroyed by reality of needing money/degrees/acceptance from others, its own kind of death.
Having people close to you ripped away one by one, is worse than deatg itself.
And then at the end of it all, your own actual death, is the one that hurts the least.
Because as a human, you live a life that has ups and downs. And the downs can absolutely destroy you. And if they do, game over. But if you prosper to another day, you are one day closer to another version of death. You are also one day closer to the least painful of them all.
So take a look. Look at those pictures of happy times. Remember the good memories. Look forward to the next up, and try not to remember the pain of the downs.
Live your life, keep walking past those nameless faces. Hug the people you love. And never forget that the death, is your ultimate goal. Because once its here, you have had the strength to make it to the end of the plan. The universes plan of your life.