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these paragraphs of beef is kILLING MEEE BRO IM DEAD 😭😭😭 WHO TF IS ALEXANDRA??? AND WHY DID SOMEONE GET DOXXED?? i love how we all r using this as a emoji, beef, drama, and yap website bcs this could keep me entertained all ady 🥲🥲 but anyway here some symbols because im not useless heh ౨ৎ ₊˚ʚ 🌱 ₊˚✧ﾟ. .° ༘🎧⋆🖇₊˚ෆ ⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚｡⋆ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ /ᐠ - ˕ -マ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗ ˙ ✩°˖🫐 ⋆｡˚꩜ ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐ ˚⊱🪷⊰˚ જ⁀➴

STORYTIME PART 2: When Luca Found Out I Stole His Man… And Then WE Found Out We ALL Got Played. Y’ALL. Y’ALL. Y’ALL. I did NOT think this situation could get worse—but OH BOY, DID IT. So let’s backtrack. If you missed Part 1, basically: Luca, my ex-best friend, stole my kitten when we were 7 years old and gave her back 12 years later… as ASHES in a plastic bag. In revenge, I accidentally stole his boyfriend, Henry. We hooked up behind Luca’s back. Oops. WELL. HENRY FELT GUILTY. So, this man just decides to CONFESS EVERYTHING to Luca. And lemme tell you, when Luca found out? HE. LOST. IT. So fast forward to this party, right? I’m out here, minding my business, looking cute, living my best life. And then BOOM—in storms Luca, foaming at the mouth like a damn rabid dog, looking ready to end my entire bloodline. He’s screaming: “WHERE IS SHE? WHERE IS THAT SNAKE-ASS BITCH?!” I pretend I don’t hear him. But then Henry, this idiot, has the AUDACITY to say: “Uh… she’s right there.” LIKE??? BABE. WHY. So Luca locks eyes with me, and I just KNOW it’s about to go down. He lunges at me, fists clenched, but BABY—I came prepared. I pull out my pepper spray, hit him RIGHT in the face, and this man SCREAMS like he just got possessed by a demon. I’m talking: “AHHHHHHHH, MY EYES! MY F*ING EYES!!” EVERYONE is watching. It’s a WHOLE scene. Then, out of nowhere, this random-ass girl appears, clinging onto Henry like a lost puppy, and she’s like: “Um… what’s going on?” Me and Luca—BOTH temporarily setting aside our differences—look at her and go: “WHO THE F*ck ARE YOU?'' And she, still clutching onto Henry, goes: “Um… I’m Emma… Henry’s girlfriend?” …..EXCUSE ME? Henry looks like he just got hit by a freight train. He’s sweating, eyes darting around like he’s planning his own escape route. Luca and I look at each other. Then Luca turns back to Henry, cracks his knuckles, and says: “That’s crazy because I’M Henry’s boyfriend. And Priscilla over here? She’s ALSO his girlfriend.” SILENCE. Emma? She’s stunned. Then—out of nowhere—this girl lets out a SCREAM, jumps on Henry, and starts BEATING HIS ASS. AND LUCA? HE JOINS IN. Like, they are tag-teaming this man like it’s WWE, throwing hands, kicking, swinging, while I just STAND THERE in shock. And y’all… what did I do? I RAN. I took my pepper spray, grabbed my drink, and DIPPED. And that, my friends, is how I accidentally stole a man, exposed a serial cheater, and started a literal brawl at a party. Moral of the story? Never trust a man named Henry. They are built for the streets. search Priscilla storytimezz for mure

STORYTIME: How My Ex-Best Friend Stole My Kitten… Then Gave It Back AS ASHES 12 YEARS LATER. So I “Accidentally” Stole His Man. Y’all, this is the most messed up, twisted, soap opera-level story of my entire life. Buckle up. So let’s rewind to when I was 7 years old. My parents got me a kitten for my birthday. She was the cutest little thing, all fluffy and tiny, and I named her Marshmallow because she looked like one. Now, my so-called “best friend” Luca—who I had literally known since birth— was obsessed with her. He’d always say, “If you ever don’t want her, I’ll take her.” And I was like, “Uh, no? She’s mine?” WELL. One day, Marshmallow goes missing. I searched EVERYWHERE. I was crying, making lost posters, begging my parents to call the police like she was a missing person—it was DIRE. Luca? He was suspiciously chill about the whole thing. Too chill. But I was too young and stupid to put two and two together. Fast forward TWELVE YEARS LATER. I’m 19 and have finally cut Luca off after he trashed my entire room, stole my jewelry, broke my makeup, and traumatized my now dead hamster. (If you don’t know, check the last storytime.) So we haven’t spoken in months. Then, out of nowhere, he texts me, like: “Hey. I have something of yours. Can we meet?” At this point, I was curious but also suspicious. I was thinking, maybe he’s finally giving back the stuff he stole? So I meet up with him at this random-ass park. He shows up, hands me a plastic bag, and just says: “Here. It’s Marshmallow.” I open the bag. It’s. HER. ASHES. MY BABY. IN A FREAKING PLASTIC BAG. Y’all, my brain short-circuited. I was standing there, holding my DEAD PET, while he just stood there like this was totally normal. I was like: “WHAT. THE. ACTUAL. HELL.” And Luca? He just shrugs and says: “Yeah, so… funny story. I kinda accidentally stole her when we were kids. She ran away, and I found her, but I didn’t want to give her back. So I just kept her. And then… yeah, she died. But I figured you’d want her ashes, so… here you go.” LIKE??? EXCUSE ME??? At that moment, I had never wanted to commit a felony more in my life. I was SPEECHLESS. But I just took the bag, looked him dead in the eyes, and said: “You’re going to regret this.” AND BOY, DID HE. See, Luca had a boyfriend. A very hot, very bisexual boyfriend. And I? Well. I may or may not have accidentally started talking to him. And we may or may not have flirted a little. And we may or may not have ended up sleeping together. Oops. Now, was it revenge? Maybe. Was it petty? Absolutely. Do I feel bad? Eh. And now I’m sitting here, holding onto this secret, debating whether I should tell Luca or just let him find out the messy way. What do y’all think? Should I confess? Or should I let karma do its thing? 👀 anyways search Priscilla storytimezz for more crazy stuff like this

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yall stop yapping like 1 percent of this stuff is actually emojis, 19 percent is drama nonstop, and 80 percent is yall arguing about drama and complaining and stuff lol 😃

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yes im a yapper but whats w all the drama lol here's some ACTUAL emoji combos -someone on scratch lol ╭₊˚₊˚੭ there, happy? it's like kinda one

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help there are ppl from scratch here too what- i'm @spiralpug lmfao-

watching the beef in here is so funny 💀 like this is supposef to be a cute kaomoji websire and theres drama.. anyways here are some emojis for your time: ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆ ᡣ𐭩 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

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So this is the story of how I got brutally rejected by my crush of three years in the most humiliating way possible. And no, it doesn’t have a happy ending. It has chaos, violence, and a whole lot of secondhand embarrassment. So boom, I was 17 years old, and I had been in love with Alex for three whole years. Like, obsessed. But I kept waiting for him to make a move. And just when I thought it was finally going to happen… I found out he was moving to New Jersey. I was like, oh hell no, I cannot let him leave without knowing how I feel. S o I came up with a master plan: I was gonna confess to him in the most dramatic, unforgettable way possible. So the night before, I spent a solid 30 minutes making a huge sign that said: “WILL U BE MY BF?” I decorated it with little hearts, sparkles, the whole romantic Pinterest aesthetic package. I wanted him to remember this moment forever. The next morning, I woke up extra early to get ready. I did my makeup perfectly, picked out my cutest outfit, even spritzed on some extra perfume so I would smell good when we had our romantic moment. I walked into school with my big-ass sign, head held high, confidence at 100%. People were already staring , whispering, and I was like, yup, they KNOW history is about to be made. i spotted Alex by his locker, and I marched straight up to him like I was about to drop the biggest mixtape of the century. I held up the sign, smiling like I was in a Netflix rom-com, and said: “Will you be my boyfriend, Alex?” Now… the way this man COUGHED. Like he was about to CHOKE TO DEATH. I thought he was gonna drop dead right there. And the silence? Deafening. People started whispering. Some were chuckling. I even heard someone say ‘OH SH—’ in the background. Alex just stood there, blinking. He looked at me, then at my sign, then back at me. My heart was racing. I was waiting. And then… This dude SIGHS, rubs his face, and says: “Priscilla… I have a girlfriend.” I swear, my soul left my body. But before I could even process what was happening, I heard a voice behind me say: “DID YOU JUST ASK OUT MY BOYFRIEND?” I turn around and BOOM—enter Olivia, aka his GIRLFRIEND. I didn’t even know this man HAD a girlfriend. She’s fuming. Eyes wide, nostrils flaring, hair flipping—she looks like she’s about to end my whole career. And before I could even say, “GIRL I DIDN’T KNOW,” she THROWS HER BACKPACK AT ME LIKE A WHOLE WWE MATCH JUST STARTED. The backpack smacks me right in the stomach, and I stumble back like I just got PUNCHED by THE HULK. People are SCREAMING. Phones are OUT. Snapchats are being SENT. And this girl? She’s not done. She GRABS MY SIGN, TEARS IT IN HALF, and throws the pieces on the floor like she just won the Hunger Games. Meanwhile, Alex? This man WALKS AWAY. HE JUST LEAVES ME THERE. I was standing there, humiliated, signless, bruised from the backpack assault, and DEAD inside. And that’s how I got violently rejected and jumped all in one day. I’ll post part two when I feel like it. search Priscilla storytimezz for more goofy stuff like this ig

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my dudes, why are yall going to war bc of "yapping" idc anymore yall, just stay appropriate and be swaggy, have a nice day 😌💅°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

stortytime on how i got my first period. So, basically, I got my first period when I was 13, and it was, hands down, the most embarrassing moment of my life. Let me break it down. It all started like a normal school day. I was walking around campus, casually heading to class, when I bumped into my crush, Ethan. You know, the guy I’d been crushing on forever. He was cute, popular, and a little bit of a dork — perfect combination, right? Anyway, we started talking, and it was like one of those moments where everything feels perfect. We were just chatting, and things were going smoothly. Too smoothly, to be honest. Then, out of nowhere, as we were getting closer, Ethan leaned in like he was about to kiss me. I was, like, about to die because, hello, it’s my first kiss potential here, right? But just as he took a step back, I felt something wet and cold. I looked down. Blood. It was literally running down my leg. And not just like a little bit, but a full-on trail. Ethan’s eyes widened, and then I swear, he gagged. I was mortified. He looked at me, then back at the trail of blood, and before I could even say anything, he ran away looking disgusted. I stood there for a solid 10 seconds, just processing what had just happened. Like, did he just literally RUN AWAY because of my period? And to make it worse, I was wearing white shorts. WHITE. SHORTS. The blood stained so bad that I was, like, walking around campus with a bloody trail that everyone could see. I had to walk all the way to the bathroom to try and fix this disaster, but here’s the kicker: I didn’t have any pads or anything on me. So I had to use toilet paper as a pad (which, by the way, is NOT effective at all) while walking past people who were staring and laughing at me. Like, people were literally looking at me like I was a walking crime scene. And I couldn’t even do anything about it. Some people were whispering, others were just flat-out laughing, and I wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear. Finally, after what felt like hours (but was probably only like 10 minutes), I made it to the bathroom, and I’m not even gonna lie — I was almost in tears. I texted my best friend about the whole thing, and she just responded with a million laughing emojis, which, honestly, didn’t help. Moral of the story? If you ever get your period in white shorts and in front of your crush, just know that the universe is cruel. ;( search Priscilla storytimezz for more stories like this

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story time cuz im bored So, basically, I walked into a party last Friday thinking I was about to surprise my boyfriend. Turns out, the only one surprised was me. I step inside, and the first thing I see front and center, like a badly written movie scene is my best friend and my boyfriend. Kissing. In the middle of the kitchen, under those awful blue LED lights. For a second, I genuinely thought I imagined it. Like, maybe my brain short-circuited because there’s no way. But no. They separate, she wipes her mouth, and then she actually has the nerve to say, "Wait, it’s not what it looks like." Not what it looks like? Oh, so you were just checking if his lips were still attached? Doing a taste test? What, exactly, is the alternate explanation here? And Jake, oh, Jake. He just stands there, mouth opening and closing like he’s buffering, before finally stammering out, "It was an accident." An accident. Right. Just like how I "accidentally" picked up my drink and poured it over his head. J ust like how I "accidentally" laughed when Emily started crying. Just like how I "accidentally" left that party, got myself a McFlurry, and slept like a baby. So, basically, some people are just really bad at lying. search Priscillas storytimez 4 more storytimes like this ig

can you guys stop taking every website and app and flood it with drama? this is a fucking emoji/symbol website. its annoying having to see "like if you like cai" "free palestine" or just a emoji thats meant for nsfw. can you guys stfu pls? "( – ⌓ – )

yall- if someone is yapping, its not that bad- plus if u say smth like "this isn’t a site for yapping" …ur yapping back so- :/

here's some popcorn while you watch the kaomoji drama !!🍿🍿 and also here's some emoji combos<3 ☁️🍥🥛🩰 📚🖍🗒🍎 🔑🧴🧺🛁 📀📒🥐🐣 🛖🍹🏖🕶 🍵🍽🚃🌿 ⛺️🛺🏞🪴

to whoever said "i wanna hold hands too :c♡⸝⸝" MEOW WILL HOLD YOUR HAND ᓚ₍ ^. .^₎♡‧₊˚ ⋅

⋆｡°✩ why are yall arguing on a emoji combo site??? ⋆｡°✩

guys!! lets make this a little 4chan for stories!, for every story use the tag "yapping", so we can find them! >w<