Tell us a story about yourself

Well.... in west Philadelphia born and raised on the playground where I spent most of my days....

ok when i was living on a steep hill in New Zealand i made a go cart with some wood and a Baby carriage , i went for a ride down the hill on the sidewalk , but was getting scared at around 40 MPH and was only like 1/2 way down , i apply the breaks but this stupid bar that pokes between the spokes was useless it just bent right over , for sure near the bottom i could expect to be near 80 MPH , there's a chain link fence and then the railway tracks at the bottom of the hill , but i see a tarp at the end of someones driveway so i steer off into it , i do a roll over but i'm ok there was empty paint cans under the tarp , the end .

Well, my name's Dewey Oxburger. My friends call me Ox. I dont know if you've noticed, but I got a slight weight problem.
My doctor says I've been swallowing a lot of aggression, along with a lot of pizzas ... Hahahaha!

I used to be a berry, then a matchmaker, but the best out of all my transformations is manly cat

In 6th grade I farted during the sit up test in gym.

a long time ago there was a sad, artistic, strange, ugly, and mostly silent little girl, who didn't understand the world nor fit in it.... and years later she grew up to be a happier, artistic, moderately attractive, softly spoken though speaking nonetheless, wild horse of a woman, who still does not understand the world nor feel she fits anywhere in it.

Not in the mood

When I was little we went to a petting zoo and there was a giant swan there that chased me around and gave me a phobia of birds that lasted my entire childhood.

Once upon a time there was a little girl in black sweatpants who was very bored listening to her teacher in 1st grade. So she decided to entertain herself by playing beautician and taking out her little scissors and cutting some of her hair off, coloring it with markers. Then taking elmer's glue and attempting to paste the new colored hair back onto her scalp. The teacher noticed the little girl not paying attention and called her name loudly which startled her causing the little girl to spill the remaining contents of the bottle of glue all over her black sweatpants. So the teacher sent her to the nurse's office to borrow some pants from the lost and found. Upon arriving in the office the nurse noticed the little girl's unique new hairstyle and suggested she go to the office. Once in the office the women there decided that the girl's parents should be called. Her parents did not approve of her dreams to be a hair stylist and she was punished. She never cut, colored, styled or glued hair again. THE END

One time I was at Victoria's Secret with my friend and we met Eric/Erika the hermaphrodite.

I could tell u loads. Like many ☺ But i got kidnapoed at 17.

When I was a young boy my father took me into the city to see the black parade

What kind of story?

Once upon a time the end

Has headaches :(

I am the son of Winter; born of the snow from the northern states.

One day, a long time ago, I started feel I sad. Then I kept feeling sad. And I still feel sad.