I don't know what I am doing with my life anymore



Hi everyone, my name is Peace, I go by all pronouns so you can call me whatever you want, I am Aro, and my life is a controlled mess with everything I do that I do not know how to sleep normally.



Dear Bullies,

You know that boy you pushed over earlier? Committed suicide last night. That girl you called fat? She's starving herself. And that boy you teased for crying? His mother died. You know that man you made fun of for his scars? He fought for our country. That man you stole the little leather pouch off? He was homeless. And everybody else you've been mean to? You've either hurt them really bad or ruined their life. Post this on your profile if you are against bullying. I bet 99% of you won't, but if you are that 1% with time and a heart, then show it.



This is a true story a girl died in 1933 a man buried her when she was still alive. The murder chanted Toma Sota Balcu as he buried her. Now that you have read this chant you will meet this little girl, in the middle of the night she will be on your ceiling. She will suffocate you, as she was suffocated. If you post this on your profile, she will not bother you. Your kindness will be rewarded.