Drenthe

Please add an option to hide brapant in overboard and make the default option that brapant is hidden by default, or just delete the board entirely and rangeban everyone who has ever posted on it 17 replies omitted.

first day of university classes 5 replies omitted.

One must imagine Quote happy on the Falklands in anonymity. 85 replies omitted.

Guys im learning VOC on my bayan cuz mymy told me to, but i cant find a sheet so i have to learn by ear but i cant tell what the bass sides notes are plz help 8 replies omitted.

Let us pick a soymy or soya or soyco flag when you post on drenthe 32 replies omitted.

i wish i was born in 44% White Nevada so i could live out the rest of my days with vivian instead of my boring 75% White country full of nophonos and wokephonos and oldphonos that made me a suicidal nihilistic shut in

God won btw 16 replies omitted.

I have nothing /drenthe/

Everyday is the same, I wake up every day at around 8, have coffee, have a short talk with my mom before she leaves for work, and then I rot for the rest of the day. I have zero motivation to do anything, I am always angry and tired, and I have no friends to talk to. I'm skinny as a twig and I always get bullied. I know what I need to do but I always hesitate too much, every time I think about doing something drastic I instantly recoil and think about all the ways it could go wrong.

Do any of you guys relate to this?

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The bibisi and biwisi in the comment section reminds me of oldzarty racebait wars, so beautiful. 3 replies omitted.

Im about to eat this. Ask me anything 6 replies omitted.

I was only 6 deels released I loved Massa so much, I had all the merch, every archived upload, and a folder full of rare Massa artwork. I’d pray to him every night before bed, thanking him for the show I’d been given. “Massa is love,” I would say. “Massa is life.” My dad heard me and told me to stop worshipping some Dutch animator on the internet. I knew he was only jealous of my devotion to Studio Massa. I called him a fnfpedo. He slammed the door and told me to go to sleep. I was crying now. My face hurt. I lay in bed surrounded by pepernoten, and one suspiciously fresh stroopwafel. A warmth is moving towards me. I feel something touch me. It's Massa. I'm so happy. He whispers in my ear, "Belgians aren't a race". He grabs me with his powerful animator hands, and puts me on my hands and knees. I spread my funds for Massa. He penetrates my bank account. It hurts so much, but I do it for Massa. I can feel my bank account draining as my eyes start to water. I fund his show. I want to please Massa. He animates a mighty show, as he fills my mind with his creations. My dad walks in. Massa looks him straight in the eye, and says, "G E K O L O N I S E E R D". Massa leaves through my window. Massa is love. Massa is life. 1 replies omitted.

goontaneous how far into this vera fanfic are you

Goodnight God nless you guys