Picture this: I was in 8th or 9th grade, stuck at school way past the bell, sweating it out in the gym with my crew, pushing our limits. By nightfall, the place was a ghost town—just a lone security guard chilling downstairs. No cameras back then, no tight leash, just pure, unfiltered freedom.

And then, two absolute legends—or total idiots, depending on your view—cooked up a plan so wild it could only come from teenage chaos. Why trek home to take a leak when you’ve got a whole damn school as your playground? The first genius struts into the bathroom, handles his business, and doesn’t even bother flushing. Nah, he takes it up a notch—wraps his masterpiece in a plastic bag and sets out on a personal vendetta. His target? The physics teacher’s door. Smears that nasty payload all over it like he’s painting a grudge in pure filth.

The second dude? He doesn’t even make it to the bathroom. He picks the grand lobby, zeroing in on a massive flower pot that once brightened the hallway. Now, it’s just a sad witness to a crime against decency, soaked in his “contribution.”

Come morning, the stench from that pot was a weapon of mass destruction. People didn’t just speed-walk past it—they held their breath like they were diving underwater, praying to survive the assault on their senses.

As for the door-smearing artist, well, karma’s a bitch. Someone snitched, or maybe he couldn’t keep his trap shut—either way, he got busted. Punishment? Scrubbing his own disgusting artwork off that door with his bare hands. Maybe it gave him a moment to reflect on life’s deeper meaning. But let’s be real—probably not.
#teenagechaos #schoolshenanigans #wtf #epicfail

I’ve got this junkie neighbor, just 25, and man, he’s a walking disaster. At night, he’s brewing some foul-smelling crap, stinking up the whole damn building, screaming absolute nonsense, and sometimes sprinting through the hallways buck naked. He even started a fire once, nearly torched the place down—total psycho. And get this, he tried hitting on me, but when I shut him down, he flipped, threatening to ambush me in the stairwell and slice me up. What the hell do I do? We’ve called the cops a million times, but now they roll up half-assed, like they’re done with his bullshit.

😐-Screw it, he’s just a junkie, whatever
👍-File a hardcore complaint, like rape or assault, to make sure they lock his ass up for good
#neighborfromhell #junkieproblems #psycho #dangerous

Had a boyfriend. We fought constantly, everything was tense.Wanted to shake things up somehow, feel needed, alive.Met a guy online - just texting, nothing serious. For months. Seemed normal. Then we met.He bought drinks, was sweet, said nice things. Then... took me to an apartment with others. ******* ody asked questions there - they passed me around.It's been a year since.My boyfriend and I made up. He's here, loves me, trusts me. And I just stay silent.I can't tell him. And I can't forget.#trauma #silence #guilt #secrets #assault #canttell #livingwithit