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*Dancing about the room wildly* IF YOU WANNA GET WITH ME, THERE'S SOME THINGS YOU GOTTA KNOW.
I LIKE MY BEATS FAST AND MY BASS DOWN LOW! BASS DOWN LOW. BASS BASS BASS DOWN LOW. I I I LIKE MY BEATS FAST AND MY BASS BASS BASS DOWN LOW!
*Totally not drugged off his ass*
I LIKE MY BEATS FAST AND MY BASS DOWN LOW! BASS DOWN LOW. BASS BASS BASS DOWN LOW. I I I LIKE MY BEATS FAST AND MY BASS BASS BASS DOWN LOW!
*Totally not drugged off his ass*
I AM GOING TO TRY AND REVIVE THIS GUY.
Srs, I have wanted an insane Jeff for hella ever.
So with a wee bit of time, hopefully, I can reset this whole shabangbang and start over.
Please be patient! ~u~
((Ok...here goes.))
((New mod here...trying my best to be the real Jeffers. ^^; Gonna give a shot here at role playing him. WARNINGS: This is completely canon behavior, so be careful! ))
*A huddled form sat, legs crisscrossed in the corner of a very dark room...his own. Around him, sprawling text very messily written in different colors, all by different means. Crayons, pencils, markers...blood? There was filth everywhere, except for the one bit of furniture in the room: a very heavily dusty table. On it were bits and pieces of random objects that the mass of human in the room's corner had collected, having caught his eye for one reason or another.
The figu
Anger.
Do you ever get so angry at someone, To where you just want to wrap your hands around their neck and squeeze as tight as you can? Do you ever get that caged emotion of rage to where you have the most sadistic thoughts you've ever had?
Have you ever held a knife in your hands, and think to yourself, 'By god, I could do anything with this. My limits are not chained or restricted.' Lay awake in bed for countless hours, staring bleakly at the ceiling as you think about people you have envy over, or pure hate. Murder? No, It's more like revenge you've been craving forever.
You know where hell is? It's inside your head.
(( MERPH. Jeff's in a bad
I cry. 3=
I'm sitting in the darkest corner of a basement. Shivering from the cold darkness of the basement, And from being so shaken up from what I had just done. A single tear rolls down my cheek. Out of the darkness, a shadowy figure says "I hope it was worth it" and slides me a Klondike bar.
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. . . I'm guessing you got into the happy pills.
*She was sitting in the corner of the room, watching*
I bet it won't get any weirder than what you're doing right now.
*She was sitting in the corner of the room, watching*
I bet it won't get any weirder than what you're doing right now.