+ he's acting like a baby.

Pfft stfu ask your jester friend over here to stop jumping on me 

it happened. its over. I was the ultimate troll for lulz... it backfired a bit.

bored ig and this jester guy replied to over 24 of my messages sending the worst insults which made me cringr

bruh i was just checking 

bruh im not even there :|

Bro, IDC, it ain’t the end of the world if we lose one code, we can always make another. It ain’t the heart of itch’s innocence.

And bro finally used a comma ☠️

Bro was literally staying there for abt 2 hrs to try and take down M8M6 and it still isn’t down, lol.

damn bro when one settles down another arises stfu

idek who started the beef but ok sure

My name was "😃🔪"

NOOOO ! ! !

Ah, the internet—a place where dreams are born, friendships are forged, and cats reign supreme. It's a magical realm where we can share our thoughts, engage in discussions, and occasionally stumble upon the bewildering phenomenon known as the downvote. Yes, my dear reader, today I shall regale you with the woeful tale of how a single downvote transformed me into a melodramatic mess. Prepare yourself for a journey through the treacherous lands of virtual popularity, where even the mightiest warriors can be felled by a simple arrow of disapproval. The Innocent Post: Once upon a time, in the kingdom of the Internet, I posted a seemingly harmless observation. It was a witty comment about the peculiar habits of squirrels collecting acorns, which I thought would spark laughter and bring joy to the masses. Alas, little did I know that an unseen adversary lurked in the shadows, ready to strike. As I refreshed my browser, eagerly anticipating a flurry of likes, I was instead greeted by a single downvote—an arrow aimed straight at my fragile heart. In that moment, my world turned topsy-turvy. I questioned my existence, my purpose, and most importantly, my comedic prowess. How could someone not appreciate the sheer genius of my squirrel-themed humor? Oh, the depths of sorrow I plummeted into! I sought solace in a tub of ice cream, using a spoon as my only companion in this cruel world. I composed woeful poems, shedding tears on my keyboard as my sorrowful sonnets met the unforgiving backspace key. The skies darkened, my laughter turned to sobs, and even my cat abandoned me, sensing the dire state of affairs. The Quest for Answers: In my desperation, I embarked on a quest to uncover the enigma of the downvote. I traversed the forums, consulted the wise elders of the internet, and delved into the ancient texts of online etiquette. The answers were as elusive as a cat chasing a laser pointer. Some claimed it was an accidental click, while others believed it to be the work of nefarious trolls. Perhaps the downvoter was a squirrel sympathizer, offended by my humorous portrayal of their nut-hoarding antics? In my darkest hour, a ray of hope pierced through the gloom. A kind stranger appeared, offering comforting words and virtual hugs. They reminded me that the worth of a post is not determined by a mere downvote, but by the joy it brings to those who appreciate it. They urged me to rise above the virtual negativity and embrace the laughter that my words had ignited in others. With renewed vigor, I wiped away my tears and prepared to face the online world once more.

Omg, got so me so good, I’m gonna cry in a corner forever. 

But Fr, grow up.

grow up? pfft tough talk for a fella with a small cock

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😭 ohhh noooo that meme destroyed us so badly buhuhu 😭😭😭

bro internet connects people from around the world bro bro

bro bro bro bro bro

also it took me 57 attempts in total (without trolling) to find purple path 

If u waiting longer in effect u will die.

thx sasuuke

It still works?

Who is arrow?

yeeeeaaahhh

x67v