Drunken_storyteller

For all my followers I am sorry…
          You poor Lost souls… 
          I’ve been gone to long

Iam still dead man

Alright it’s settled after an argument and getting smacked by my bro... I’m back for the Long run... and... “i’m just a little insane will be continued new chapter by 5pm Whatever timezone i’m in... till then my lovely lost souls. Also i’m changing my username again.

Okay... Question... why are you all voting for Deadspace x creepypasta book? You know this accounts like Dormant right? Well maybe it’s time to wake up... What do you all think?

https://discord.gg/4TgJKyY

Attention all followers I'm putting all my stories on hold for an event...
          This event will take place on a discord and this will take place on the last Tuesday of every month.
          So... this is to not only talk to me. But to see what stories you want... I'll also be posting a QnA chat aswell. So lemme go set it up...

Thank you for the follow!

Hey guys DST here. I have a discord server. That's meant for D&D. Would anybody like to play with me, as soon as I get set up?

Heya...
          Guys. DST here.
          I'm just gonna come out and say it.
          I feel broken.
          Torn.
          Destroyed.
          I've dug a pretty deep hole for myself.
          And as I am ready to lie in it.
          I can't help but feel regret, and sorrow.
          I just feel so lost. In my depression.
          I can't help but feel insignificant. It's like god just hates me.
          As I keep pushing on pursuing nothing but false hope.
          I'm trying to hang on. But it's just getting harder and harder to do so.
          I need some help.

Me:HEY EVERYBODY *HIC* IMA MAKE CUSTOM *HIC* HOLIDAYS FOR MAH *HIC* WATTPAD *HIC* PAGE!!! 
          Tomorrow is...
          Drumbroll pls *hic*
          Mega update extravaganza day.
          Bum bum *hic* bum...
          Now where'd I *hiccup* put that jar o' moon-*hic* moonshine.
          War: Brother you mustn't drink so much.
          Me: I swear to drunk that I'm not jesus.
          Ahah. That's where It went.
          *chug-chug. Looks at War then hides bottle behind back.
          See I don't  *hic-hiccup* have a problem.
          War: I'm calling the others. We need to have an intervention...
          Me: NO I NEED TO DROWN OUT THE SCREAMS. THE PAIN. AND THE SORROWS. LET ME DRINK.
          War: *sigh* We'll discuss this tomorrow. Actually the day after tomorrow. Seeing as tomorrow's the big holiday.