COOL_STORY_BRO

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Quotes by COOL_STORY_BRO

Roses are red
Violets are blue
he's for me,
not for you.
and if by chance
you take my place
i'll take my fist
and smash your face.

Anything you can do

a 10-year-old asian can do better.
nmf/nmq
credit: confessions_of_a_cutter
 Having a rough day?
  place your hand over your heart.
feel that?
that's called purpose,
you're alive for a reason.

Don't give up.

 

Calling her mean won't make you nice
Calling her ugly won't make you beautiful
Calling her fat won't make you skinny
Calling her weak won't make you strong
Calling her dumb won't make you smart
Calling her fake won't make you real

please don't bully,
it won't solve your own problems.

 



  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 wrong, I can't speak at all, Or else I'm locked up, All day long.
When I'm awake, I'm 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 its 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 to late,
His face has been twisted, Into a 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 


Fav if your against child abuse.

 

Why did the Chicken cross the road?
idk, why?
to go to your house! Knock Knock
whos there?
the chicken.
 




when you finally know
the answer to a question
so you raise ycur hand
then the teacher calls on someone else

and your just like


 --___________--


 




bad decisions

make good stories

 


 





sometimes,

you just cant tell anyone how you feel 


 

not because you don't know why,
 

not because you can't trust them
 

but because you cant find the right words to make them

understand