PoeTheWriter’s Comments (group member since Sep 24, 2022)

PoeTheWriter’s comments from the PoeTheWriter's random book store group.

ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـҚØŤΛ ϤΛƓɪﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ wrote: "Have y'all heard um....Ball and Chain by Social Distortion?"

Name sounds familiar.


might've heard it from my brother Matthew.

ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـҚØŤΛ ϤΛƓɪﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ wrote: "PoeTheWriter {Ticci Toby [Toby Rogers]} wrote: "ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـҚØŤΛ ϤΛƓɪﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ wrote: "PoeTheWriter {Ticci Toby [Toby Rogers]} wrote: "ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـҚØŤΛ ϤΛƓɪﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ wrote: "PoeTh..."

*Rubs back gently*

Missy ❤❤❤ wrote: "PoeTheWriter {Ticci Toby [Toby Rogers]} wrote: "Oh??

Why!?"

living bc I might see you"

Awe..

Is there like a way to delete Microsoft Edge off of Windows 10 bc it's severely lagging my stuff

ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـҚØŤΛ ϤΛƓɪﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ wrote: "PoeTheWriter {Ticci Toby [Toby Rogers]} wrote: "ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـҚØŤΛ ϤΛƓɪﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ wrote: "PoeTheWriter {Ticci Toby [Toby Rogers]} wrote: "ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـҚØŤΛ ϤΛƓɪﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ wrote: "He ha..."

*hugs gently and wraps in blanket*

ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـҚØŤΛ ϤΛƓɪﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ wrote: "PoeTheWriter {Ticci Toby [Toby Rogers]} wrote: "ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـҚØŤΛ ϤΛƓɪﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ wrote: "He had a Weezer poster in his room....hah"

The people that were made into an asthma meme..?"

Mhm......"

I'm sorry kiddo....

*offers hug*

Oh??

Why!?

Ayeee I finally memorized the shortcut for task managerr

ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـҚØŤΛ ϤΛƓɪﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ wrote: "He had a Weezer poster in his room....hah"

The people that were made into an asthma meme..?

ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـҚØŤΛ ϤΛƓɪﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ wrote: "-curls up into a ball-

Welp....here it goes crying over songs that my uncle had on some CDs"

... kiddo don't put that on yourself...

But I can get away with mass genocide, it's called framing the government agents :>

(I'm joking, I won't)

*Debates killing a certain annoying child (A cousin) just for the fun of it*

A--


brain--

Aight so now I'm alone.


got it.

Bunny [Marinette's Version] wrote: "PoeTheWriter {Ticci Toby [Toby Rogers]} wrote: "Bunny [Marinette's Version] wrote: "PoeTheWriter {Ticci Toby [Toby Rogers]} wrote: "Bunny [Marinette's Version] wrote: "TALL MAN WITH FEDORA?
SIGN ME..."

he... gives me visions of himself biting off the heads of my family, so thats lovely <3

Bunny [Marinette's Version] wrote: "PoeTheWriter {Ticci Toby [Toby Rogers]} wrote: "Bunny [Marinette's Version] wrote: "TALL MAN WITH FEDORA?
SIGN ME UP 😫 /jkjk"

HECK NAW


YOU WANT UR HEAD BIT OFF?"

BAJALSDKFJASDF LMFAOOOOOO
Sir, ..."

Dude I'm not talking about the gross operator brother if your thinking him


I named him Mr. Smiley, he's nice to me but likes locking me in rooms.

Bunny [Marinette's Version] wrote: "TALL MAN WITH FEDORA?
SIGN ME UP 😫 /jkjk"

HECK NAW


YOU WANT UR HEAD BIT OFF?

I have returned..

from..
not talking in this group..

I was in the basement don't question it.

totally not a tall smiling man in a fedora locking me down there.

And now I go.

Goodbye

Creepypasta group:


Ticci Toby
Ben_Drowned
Laughing Jack
Jeff The Killer
Alduin
Archeron&Vincent
Alexaires
Ildralis
Zachary Yin
Eddie Trevor
Virus Parody
KageKao
Masky
Skully
(MORE COMING ONCE I FIND THE LIST)

I had obviously almost thrown up, though I suppose, it felt like I wasn’t in my own body at the time, but the first responders were now trying to guide me away from the sight, probably trying to stop me from truly spilling my last meal all over any evidence there was.
I had never been strong stomached, often having issues with eating anyways, and now, I don’t think I’ll be eating anything for a couple of days.
“Officer Bridgeham,” The chief of the fire station addressed me directly, “I really must request you not try to look at the victim.”
He sounded serious, and I felt an emotion that was unfamiliar to me stir up in my chest, regret… why was I regretting looking at the body? It was evidence! I shouldn’t be feeling like I had killed the man, I hadn’t.
I gazed straight into the chief’s eyes, before forcing myself to nod in agreement. I would not be defying orders today, not when my title depended on my attitude to this case.
Finding myself thinking back to the one person I had found love in, I moved away from the scene, wandering around the site instead.
That one person, my fiance Lilith, had been my constant companion since our sophomore year of college. She was rarely home anymore, constantly out with her friends, and never speaking to me when we were in a location concurrently. I never looked into her actions, or the transactions that were made between her and the bank, and I probably should’ve.
I reached my homestead once more, fishing the keys out of my coat pocket and working the lock before attempting to open the door, it let out a loud groan as it swung open to expose the slightly dusty nominal space of the entryway.
Simply tossing my coat towards the rack, I didn’t bother double checking to see if it had caught on one of the hooks. Instead I shuffled towards the bedroom I once shared with Lilith, until she decided sleeping in the livingroom was more appealing to her than with her own fiance.
My attention was turned towards the framed picture upon the dresser, it was a snippet of the past. Back when my childhood best friend was alive, he had died shortly before the circus incident, and I frequently visit his grave.