There's just times I have that I just feel down and now feels like I'm on the low side.

Blah, it's funny how little things can make you feel like you're complete shit. Or maybe it's just me.

Maybe I just care too much. I don't know.

Depression just fucking sucks.

fffffffffffffff.

I hate myself.

Cool.

I lied a tidbit.

It's sad to know I really can't take a break from this place.

LOLOL

Timmy

For guessing where my banner was located. Some were awful close, others dead off, the winner is Timmy.

My banner is a picture of the Manchester Skyview.

Congrazz Timmy, you win. PM me for your prize.

link to previous post: http://tehslaphappy.newgrounds.com/new s/post/283432

...where my banner is and you win!

GOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGGOGOGOGO!

edit: hint; it's in the UK.

EDIT2: I'll let this got to 20 till I give away the place.

I was with my girlfriend a couple of days ago and we were talking about Newgrounds and you came up in the conversation. We were discussing how you make animations and games. I showed my girlfriend you're animation, 'KevnSevn's Hawt Day'. We I started laughing at it she looked at me and said, 'Why the hell did you find this funny? It's so racist!' Then I replied, 'Why are you being so uptight about it? It's hilarious!' She got mad and started arguing with me until I smacked her across the face. She fell on the floor and started running for the door until she tripped and fell. I realized I could let anyone know I hit her so I took a glass bottle and smashed it across her head. I thought she was knocked out until I saw the blood from her head poor out. I went and dragged her into the backyard and put her body in my mom's car trunk. Knowing my mother would be blamed for the murder I quickly rushed inside and locked the doors.

The next day I found out my mom saw the body and was sent to jail later that evening. I went to talked to my dad about it and he was in a complete mental breakdown. He didn't know what was going on. I tried to talk to him but he pushed me away and told me to go to bed. In the middle of the night I hear a gunshot in my parent's room and I found my father to be dead with a gunshot to the head. As I saw the horrific scene I packed all my things and got on my bike and just pedaled away. Pedaled away until all the troubles were gone. I stopped at a local grocery store and saw this girl I really liked and I was talking to her and she happened to bring up all that happened. I didn't want to tell her what had really happened so I asked her to come to my house just to look at an animation. An animation called 'KevnSevn's Hawt Day'.

As I looked at her she busted out in tears and said, 'WHY DOES THIS MOVIE EXIST? IT IS SO OFFENSIVE! OMG!'. I picked up a knife and just slit her throat. As I sat and watched her bleed out I just looked back on all the drama and evilness that had happened. I was thinking about all the murder and sadness that had happened then I realized. This is only one person's fault. One person and one person alone. Luis motherfucking Castanon. Thus the search goes on....

KevnSevn's Hawt Day.

Based on a [not] true story.

gtfo.

http://rig.newgrounds.com/news/post/28 1646

Don't fuck around with Newgrounds.

Days like this make me proud I have an account here.

I'm moving to the other forums. Shush babe, it's not you, it's me.

I'll return soon.

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sometimes i just hate my life.

fucking depressing.