Month: July 2013

  • Where you'll be able to find me

    This is my last Xanga post.

     

    You'll be able to continue reading my things on wordpress at xdustinwind.wordpress.com.

     

    After today you can expect that to be updated weekly. It's been a pleasure reading and talking with all of you, and I hope to see you over on wordpress. If not there, add me on facebook. OR you can do both. Add me on facebook here: https://www.facebook.com/dustinwind

     

    Goodbye everyone! I'll be checking this for comments and such today, but after that no more.

  • My Experiment

    I am following up on the pulse I wrote out earlier. The responses I got to that question were...very difficult to read for the most part. You'll see why as soon as you read this. And this was over the course of about half an hour that I got these responses. Here's the results of my question:

     

     

    I’m a bed wetter

    I like cutting

    I was sexually and physically abused as a child

    I like to masturbate to pics of my sister

    I’m Hannah Montana

    I’m Anonymous

    I spend time on Omegle

    I fucked my teacher

    I masturbate to gay porn

    I copypasta

    I like pancakes

    I like it in the ass

    I fucked your mom

    I love anal sex

    I ate a turkey sandwich

    I watch porn

    I’m secretly a moose

    I’m a tree

    I’ve been in a mental hospital

    I killed someone

    I fucked my friend in the butt when I was 12

    I cum in my mom’s bag

    I have a fetish for foreigners

    I slept with my best friend’s brother

    I ran over a man with my car in Tiajuana in 1997

    I don’t like socks

    I kill with dental floss

    I often masturbate to shemales

    I was raped

    I was pregnant after being raped and lost the baby

    Little Pony makes me hard

    I slept with my teacher

    I raped my little sister

    I have testicular cancer

    I like hookers

    I’m the biggest thief in my town

    I’m a virgin

    I hate religion

     

    All of these minus the few trolls here and there represent some sort of personal issue or really really traumatic event. I can't say I'm surprised but some of the responses were really kinda appalling. The world is fucked up.