They're everywhere. Bars, grocery stores, churches. No matter the time, no matter place. And the moment you finally thought it was safe to leave the house, there they were. This time, let 'em have it. This time, let the world know who they really are...on The Creepbook.

Monday, December 7, 2009

No Longer My Friend

I thought there is no way in hell what I heard was true, but even when I asked you, you couldn't deny it...you had sex with a homeless chick just because she randomly somehow had a tattoo of your name on her arm. What THE FUCK?! I never thought I'd hear of such shame. No amount of soap will ever get you clean again.

Champaign, IL

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