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| Reaver | Dec 9 2008, 07:52 AM Post #121 |
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-hugs cab- hey lovie =] <3 some love for you...seeeee aren't I a doll? |
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One side of my eyes see tomorrow, And the other one see yesterday I hope I could sleep in the cradle of your love, again Cry for me, somebody, with dry eyes I Reavey, am completely owned by Raiiny. And will no longer be critical of spelling errors. I will also loose at any placed bets. | |
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| Zexion | Dec 9 2008, 01:48 PM Post #122 |
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Exams are next week. I've been home sick for the past two days so I don't have any of the notes. My computer has a virus that won't go away. My internet and phone service was down all last night and this morning. I've got a paper due that I can't even start working on until my computer's fixed. Not to mention hours worth of other homework, a lab report to print out, and a math project to finish before I go back to school tomorrow. Life sucks. |
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| Sparkiliciouss | Dec 11 2008, 05:44 PM Post #123 |
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With friends like mine, I'll die before I fucking graduate. LEARN. TO. LEAVE. FOLLOWING DISTANCE. LEARN. TO. STOP. You are a terrible driver. And the whole, "Well, at least I HAVE my license! And I've been driving NINE MONTHS and haven't gotten into a wreck yet!" argument is bullshit. You're just lucky. You dance to the radio and take your hands off the wheel for much longer than "a second or two." You always speed. Always. As in, always without fail. You ride people. You don't drive the suburban assault vehicle anymore! YOU WON'T WIN! You ride people and don't leave enough room to leave the lane if need be. You have a tiny little convertible. You can park just about anywhere. No, seriously. You can. And speaking of... Your car is cute. Your car is pretty. YOUR CAR IS NOT JESUS. YOUR CAR IS NOT MADE OF RICE PAPER. And honestly, it's just a toyota. It's not even all the nice. Get over it! This is America. In America, we drive on the RIGHT side of the road. If you drive on the left side of the road or cut a turn to sharply to the left, you WILL end up running into someone head-on. Every time I get in the car with you I cut out another three weeks of my life. Every time I get in the car with you, my blood pressure sky rockets. And you. Yourself. You need to stop opening your mouth as much. What the hell was up with you today? You wouldn't stop staring at me with that blank look on your face. And yes. I am pissed at you. I get pissed at you just about every day because of what you say. "When did you get trendy?" "Well, you're always so hostile..." "I saw them! I really did! I was stopping!" Bull. Shit. I wish you would stop perceiving me as the perpetually angry friend. I'm not angry before I meet up with you. But you do usually make me mad. I wish you would stop twisting my words. MORGAN FREEMAN IS A MAN. I FUCKING KNOW THAT. We never had that discussion. Ever. There is a reason most people don't like you. |
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| Cab | Dec 13 2008, 09:41 AM Post #124 |
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I am not six years old. I am sixteen How is it acceptable for you to go out on a pissup, but I have to stay in and be looked after by my Grandad. Christ all frigging mighty. On a side note, my ECG, aka heart tracer, went fine. But I have to have a blood test on thursday because something could be up with my glands on my neck. Bollocks to ALL this :l |
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| Cab | Dec 18 2008, 10:29 AM Post #125 |
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Blood test. OW OW OW OW. Silly bitch can't take blood. That hurt! |
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| Axel | Dec 19 2008, 03:45 AM Post #126 |
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[the day breaks, your mind aches]
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There's so much shit going on it's making me want to explode. My skin is so dry and my hands are cracking open, it's too cold outside to walk around, let alone walk home at eleven thirty every night. My room mate hates me and she needs a job, badly, because I'm sick of her bitching all the time about not having enough money. She's on disability, they're only supposed to give her just enough. The half-disability she's on isn't supposed to be lived on, it's enough to keep you going until you get a job. But she's not looking for one. I need a better job because I'm not making enough right now. I have enough to pay rent, buy food, pay the bills, and go out / buy figures every so often. So I'm doing good, I just want to do better. And then I'm just lonely. All the time and it sucks pretty badly. I don't want to be alone but the one person I trusted completely is gone now. He knew my secrets, I knew his, I wanted to be with him and he wanted to be with me and we worked together so well but it just.. doesn't work because we got have something keeping us back. And then you? I don't know what your problem is. It still hurts to think about it and to come online and see you and know that you're doing your very best to ignore me and I don't know why. Are you sick of me? Do you hate me now? What did I do? I want to know because I always enjoyed talking to you. I'm still in a bad place but I'm trying to fix that but it's hard being alone. You were gone for a long time. And yeah, I'd still like it if you replied. I still enjoy them and they've been going on for, what, two years now? They can't just end now, even if we can't be friends anymore I don't really want to stop role playing because it's pretty impressive how far we've managed to get. |
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| Cab | Dec 19 2008, 03:16 PM Post #127 |
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That was close... |
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| Kyh | Dec 19 2008, 03:52 PM Post #128 |
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I am ashamed of myself, okay? I am sad, you know. I didn't mean to. But you don't falter. If it's not me, it's the other one that does it to you. And she does it much worse. So why do you spazz on me? Why does she get away with everything? Why does it seem that, everywhere I go, people hate me? |
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| Axel | Dec 21 2008, 06:00 AM Post #129 |
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[the day breaks, your mind aches]
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The internet is in your name. I have absolutely no obligation to pay half of it. I'm getting nothing from this plan that you're on. I get internet, that's it. And if I really wanted it I can set up something with Kraft and his connection. You're only on this plan because if you sign up for $45 a month for three years, you get a free laptop. I have a laptop, I do not benefit at all from this plan. If I had it my way, I'd get my own internet connection, on that's a hell of a lot cheaper than this one. It doesn't need to be fast, I'm a patient person. Just because you haven't got your laptop yet doesn't mean that I have to pay it all this month. It's more expencive this month because of the installation fee. I'm paying for just under half of it. I'm giving you seventy dollars, if you put in seventy four then we've paid all the bills. But you can't afford that because you're shit with money. You're on disability and you can't seem to find a proper fucking job. You need a job. Stop bitching about never having any money. You're never out looking for one. I'm sick of paying for things for you. I'm sure everyone else is too. If you whine about being hungry, I'm not going to offer to buy you anything. If you whine about being hungry and hint that I'll buy you something, I'm not going to buy you anything. If you ask me to buy you something, fuck you, I don't have much money, I hardly make enough at my job to buy myself something, let alone you. I have a job, I close almost every night. The only day I don't work is Friday. You still owe me $325. Until you pay me back I'm not willing to say that this place is ours. This place is mine. If I wanted to kick you out, I could. If I wanted to pack up all your shit and toss you out I could. I could totally do that. I can replace you in a heartbeat. So step lightly, missy. I refuse to take out the garbage. Especially if that garbage smells like mould. I hate taking out the garbage. It's the one thing in the house that I refuse to do. Everything else I'll willingly do. If you think I'm cluttering up the table, tell me. Most of the shit on the table is garbage, lighters, or wires anyway. You know, because I've told you many times, that I don't like it when you move shit of mine around. If my laptop is on the table, don't put it on the fucking ground. If my candles are on the table, if my cords are plugged into my computer, don't fucking touch them. If you want something cleaned, tell me, I'll move it myself because every time you move shit I can never find it. It sucks every time you bring friends over. I know that you've told them about what a horrible roommate I am. Why? Because I don't buy you things? Because I ask you to clean the dishes (Usually yours) while I'm at work? Because you don't have enough money and I don't help you? Because I'm not paying for your internet? Fuck. You. I'm not going to take out the garbage. I didn't want to clean up your dishes but you assume they're mine, therefore you don't clean them. I never use cups and you're always leaving them around. The only time I use cups, I use the small ones. And I rinse and put them away when I'm done. The cups through the whole fucking room are the big ones, yours. If I ever use them it's for when I add the mix to the milk so I'll actually drink it. I don't drink milk. I don't get enough calcium. So if I have something that gives me reason to drink milk, then don't touch it. If I ever use a big cup, there's always a spoon in it and I clean it as soon as I'm done or the next time I get up. It's annoying to clean up once it's dried on the sides, therefore, I never leave it for very long, therefore, those cups are yours. But you won't clean them. You don't think they're yours. Fuck. It pisses me off. I want you to run out of money because I think you're so dumb, you spend your money stupidly, you can't afford food and I'm tempted to label anything I buy as mine to give to reason to get a job. My hands look like old women hands from all the dishes I've been doing. (( and I still miss you, and I'm not done trying yet. )) |
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| Kyh | Dec 27 2008, 03:30 PM Post #130 |
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I'm scared. I'm so scared, I'm crying. I'm shaking. My stomach is flipping. I may lose my friends. My life. My love. Everything on here that is important to me. I just want to know. Do I get to keep the computer? Or do I lose it forever? You'll find this, won't you? And that'll be the end. I'm sorry that I can't be perfect. |
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| The Penitent | Jan 1 2009, 02:41 PM Post #131 |
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Cat Spy?
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Dumped again, once my hopes were up. And when the day before, she'd said yes when I asked her out. As we speak, my self esteem levels are burrowing through the bedrock. This sucks. |
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| Axel | Jan 3 2009, 02:43 AM Post #132 |
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[the day breaks, your mind aches]
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Fuck you. I still want to know why the frk you're mad at me. I still adore you. But hey, I've finally figured out that real life is much better than any kind of friendship we ever had. He's the most amazing person I ever knew, I'm totally falling for him and I'm a little drunk. So just, oh well. I'm happy, I don't need you, because if I think about you I feel sad. I don't want to be sad anymore because I deserve better. I don't deserve the shit you put me through. You helped when I needed you, you crushed me when I wanted a friend, when I missed you. I don't need you. I still want you, but I'll wait and see if you ever decide to smarten up and see that I'm actually pretty cool. |
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| Xigbar | Jan 3 2009, 04:23 AM Post #133 |
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Aw man... a;lksjdf How many hours did I just spend? THEN YOU ALL GET PETRIFIED BY SOME CYCLOPS DOUCHE BAG AND LEAVE LIKE, THE SLOWEST CHICK ON THE PLANET THERE TO TRY TO HEAL YOU GUYS. ) < I really don't feel like trying to regain 3 levels, after fighting all those a;slkjfwrfuckerrrs, and just... GAH. I need to set the PS2 up. I'm DONE WITH YOU FOR NOW, LOST ODYSSEY. DONE. Damnit |
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| Axel | Jan 18 2009, 05:18 PM Post #134 |
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You're stupid. You are the dumbest girl I've ever met. Age means nothing when you act like a child day in and day out. If you have an internet bill, and if I'm off organizing and paying the electric and the rent, you need to pay your internet. It's under your name, legally I don't even have to pay it but I'm paying for half because I still use it. So that thirty dollars you need from me, ask for it. Don't just assume I'm going to give it to you. I have more important money issues to deal with. Like food (Which you don't have enough to contribute towards anyways) and rent, and the electric bill, and everything else. So when it comes to you taking it upon yourself to go down and pay your bill I'm going to leave it to you. That alone makes it obvious that you're either not smart enough or not responsable enough to get it done when it needs to be done. I have money on the twentieth and the fifth. The fifth goes to rent, bills, food, ect. The twentieth goes towards my own spending and whatever other spending that comes up. The only damn thing I don't do around here is take out the main garbage or the cardboard. I bring the bathroom garbage into the main one because we all know how much you use the bathroom. Stop bitching that I don't take out the garbage. Too flipping bad. I do more than enough around here, much more than you do. I came home after that bitch took her couch back, you had left a pretty big mess for me to clean up. So I reorganized and took down that damn tree. But at least the new couch and the new TV we have is not only bigger and better, but it's also mine. So in a fight you can't use it against me. With the old set up the Playstation and your DVD player was always laying around. It was driving me nuts, those things don't need to be plugged in when not in use. Those wires were messy, so I put them away. You need to remember to put that DVD player away when you're done. Just like I gotta put away the Playstation and the Gamecube whenever I'm done. And it's not that hard. The Gamecube takes a bit of tetris to get it in the box it's in and usually I just don't care, but at least it gets put away, even if the box is open a little. It's just not hard to clean up. The kitchen is a freaking mess because you still need to do your dishes and I can't get in there and clean and reorganize while they're there. I did them once when I got home from work, it took me two and a half hours after working eight of them at work to clean. No pee breaks, no music, just me cleaning to silence. I was so fucking tired, so when you got home I asked you to take out the garbage. On your way out you slammed the door. Well thanks. I just cleaned the whole place. Bathroom, living room, kitchen. I just didn't clean the bedroom because only half of it was mine and that part was clean anyways. You seem to complain that I use all the hot water. There are six apartments in this building. Two of them are vacant. In number six, there are two people. In number four, there are two people. I don't know how many people are in one, but there's at the very least one. Chances are there are more seeing as how many people go in and out of that place. Which means, outside of us, there are at least five people showering. There's one hot water tank between all of us. It's also winter. Therefore, the hot water's gonna go real fast. My showers, as I've been calculating lately, are seven to nine minutes long. If I'm shaving my legs or taking my time it might go up to fifteen. Maybe. I'm not using all the got water because I shower every day. I'm not sorry that I have proper hygiene. I am sorry that you need to find lame excuses to blame me for your constantly greasy hair. Oh, and by the way, brush your teeth. Those things have been neglected. I'm kinda just bitching for the sake of it. But hey, it'll help me loosen up. I've been pretty happy lately, my mom and my past is still this great ball of negativity but I'm okay. I'm dealing. It's you that's still bringing my down because the computer stresses are straightening out. You didn't even believe me that you were a part of it. Have you seen how you treat me? Have you seen how much you talk shit behind my back? All of this, aside from brushing your teeth, I've said to your face. I'm not ashamed of anything I say about you because I'm not that girl who talks shit and pretends to be friends. But you? You're predictable. You're a child. You can't tell me not to treat you like one if you're not acting like one. Suck. It. Up. I don't really have much more to say. Just a few things that I've said to people I know but I wanted to write it because writing feels better. I've been abandoning writing lately but I'll try to get back into it. So Ashley, suck my cock, be done with it, and as soon as you've paid back the three hundred you owe me you're so out of here. And there's no spell check. Bleck. So words are spelt wrong and I don't really give a fart right now. |
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| Cab | Jan 19 2009, 03:36 PM Post #135 |
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Juuuuuuust because there was a chance I could of been pregnant does not mean you can stop me from living. Bastards. :l |
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