#ban
the ban is over
my family is back
it's not complete
but its back
we still have things we need to heal
but I came on this morning
and as I used to do everyday
missed my bus because
"OH **** ITS 8:30 ALREADY"
Feb 11
Feb 11, 2026 at 7:11 PM UTC
#stoptheban
#thebanisstupid
#seeyouaftertheban
my home
my family
my safe space
the people who helped me from a girl named suicide
helped me eat when the girl named Ana pushed me down
healed me from the girl named Mia when she looked at me funny
all gone
it was march the 6th I found this website
colors flashed on the screen
disappearing in seconds
I was called "red"
for that was my color
I joined back I was called "purple"
I soon recognized the tags of names
Aubree, karoshi, x-red, R0tt3n, froggie
I made one myself
the koala emoji
people called me "koala"
soon I made friends
they helped me when I fell
Celestia, Sali, Karoshi, Isla
those were my favorites at the time
we had meeting times wed meet
we were miles apart but brains in the same place
Sali was in illinois
Celestia was in India
Isla was in the United Kingdom
and Karoshi was in Hawaii
the time differences were hard but we made it work
slowly I was healing
more people came and we became closer and closer
bela, kayden, sasha, taco guy, n.n, marissa
I was the highlight of the website
they had charts on most messages
I was at the top I recall
people knew me as the helping koala
"I love koala"
"koala is so sweet OMG"
"have you seen koala online?"
I remember leaving for a week
that week there was an update
in early july
it looked almost like
discord
the messages no longer disappeared
the messages were, messages
you could now have a nickname
so you didn't have to type
.sali
-karoshi
-insert emoji
I never liked the update to be honest
so many new people
I felt
forgotten
soon I made more friends
emi, dolly, Liam, Liam #2, Nathan, stormy, elliott
emi I dated a week
not the one I talk about at least
I remember people saying she faked suicides
she faked cutting
faked breaking her leg
faked everything
I knew some of it was wrong but the thought of a girlfriend was so magical
when she was gone
I was fine I guess
I was just eager to find someone new
it was strange
people came and went
blue hair girl
one of my favorites
I had her number
she disappeared
forever
I don't know what happens to her
I hope shes okay
but shes gone
the more people joined the more I felt I needed to fit in
it wasn't hard of course
I got a new girlfriend emi
again
made new friends
char, Pluto, Andromeda, izumi, peachinapod
we called for hours
laughed
talked
vented
we were all healing
together at least
drama, **** pain happened
but we got through it
we were a family at least
there was a girl I never quite liked her name "crystal"
after my attempt serp told everyone about
everyone had thought I died
they made a group chat called
RIP KOALA
most people thought it was gross
a lot of people were looking for me in the group chat
char cried
karoshi cried
I hate that I hurt them all like that
I never wanted to hurt them all like that
it was a pain of suicide I can never describe again
the feeling when everyone thinks you're gone
lemon, my "older sister" cared the most I think
she messaged emi until her notifications broke
when I came back she comforted me for hours
crystal however had told me "womp womp"
was also a pain I could never express
my friend ponyboy
that was the only thing we talked about
crystal
we both hated her with our hearts
we made a group chat called "crystal haters"
my girlfriend found out
she was well... mad I didn't tell her what she said about me
I didn't know how,
more drama happened
relationships started forming
crystal and skellings
Olivia and criss
luci and jasper
mia and yaya
izumi and andromeda
they all crumbled yes
skellings cheated, criss died, luci and jaspers time difference didn't align, mia lied about ****** assault, andro didn't get the love she needed
all this pain
we were holding
peoples parents found out about the site
Celestia, misty, lex
were all gone
I miss them all
I made a promise to live
to write the book they wanted me to publish
and I will
we all shared so much pain on this hell of a website
I fell in love with a **** ton of people on this hell of a website
it was my home
I had relationships,
fake fathers,
fake mothers,
fake sisters,
it all sounds so silly but if you were there
you would feel the same
I got most of their numbers
ash I text
lex I text
andro I tex
emi I text
isla I email
bela I email
florie I email
Pinterest, docs, number, I had most of them saved
I stopped going on after a while
it became everyday to something I had to go back to
after all my friends were there
never had discord
so thats where they remained
I texted light there
and pony and serp and kayden
and everyone
my family.
until the new people came
they threatened sh
they threatened suicide
what once was a safe place to talk about my feelings
was gone
the dev
made the ban
16+
my loves
my family
everyone I hold so dearly
everything was gone
they were all banned
all gone
for 3 years I don't think I can see most of them
although I had some saved
not only my favorites
but my friends
my family
the people I lost on there to death
mochi
I love you
the people I lost to the ban
I'll miss you
it'll never be the same after that ban
people will never know the old website like I did
march 6th
for now February 1st the ban
16+
has taken my family away
I love you all so dearly
stay safe
love, koala
Feb 3
Feb 3, 2026 at 1:13 PM UTC
we all have our life
at our fingertips.
on a small
handheld
glowing box,
with words on the screen,
video memories playing
whenever we want..
we have it all
at the press of a button.
we can text anyone anytime,
we can call anyone anytime,
we can take selfies anytime,
we can order food to our doorstep anytime,
but not for long.
no, not for long.
by december,
it'll all be taken away.
ripped from under our fingertips.
soon,
there will be no way
to contact your friends
outside of school,
any minute of
any day.
you wont be posting
your days in short
one second clips anymore.
because it'll all be gone.
Nov 18, 2025
Nov 18, 2025 at 5:41 AM UTC
Ban everything,
Media,
Differences,
And the will to live.
Ban everything, except yourself.
Jan 19, 2025
Jan 19, 2025 at 5:26 PM UTC
Love You Grandma
@queenelizabeth
I wish I met you
I wish we talked
I wish we were family
I'm sorry I lost you
I won't let you down
For the sake of earth
For the stake of human beings
I'm going to beat charles William an Harry ***
This is my country *****
Crown me
Don't doubt me
I'm coming for you
Noone is safe
You Lied for land
You Lied for money
You broke the law
You Let them **** me
You Let them abuse me
You Let them use me
You Let earth believe in fake
All humans are due justice
I'm the 1st to speak
Hmm what a coincidence it's me
**** you
Die slow my big red button is 1 deep
Dear people of mother earth
Believe in nothing they tell you
They give no *****
If you starve who cares they said
They said if you're homeless **** it
They said let's lace Tax an subsidiary drugs
As king earth on day 1
I will start 10 million men programs
I will delete all paper dollars
I will feed 3 meals a day
You will not pay tax
You will build what you're told in 1 year we will all have a home safe fed
World War 3 Has Begun
I'm going to drop you
All heil the heir an 1 true heir of England King Zack
**** Charles **** Harry **** William
Cheats
****
Liars
#23anMe
Jan 6, 2025
Jan 6, 2025 at 9:55 PM UTC
I am the ban man
Ban once
Ban twice
Ban three times
Keyboard ban man
Double click ban them
Call me banner boi
Everywhere ban once again
The ABC rhyme 12345
Push a button
Push a button
1 ban at a time
Ban do the rounds
Who they is?
Wild as the Taliban
I am "The Ban Man"
Aug 3, 2023
Aug 3, 2023 at 6:15 PM UTC
I often think of you, the one that got away.
The nights staying up until 4am
I regret nothing.
I wish you would let me stay
I thought to you my humor would mean something
But alas.
It is you after all, Mark zuckerburg.
Apr 10, 2020
Apr 10, 2020 at 6:25 AM UTC
young people all across this country
(The United States Of America),
this middle aged papa doth adore
stand arm against
pervasive arms that didst bore
un-necessary slain school students
robbing society of core
as unwitting targets,
sans vibrant youths
forever snatched to enter door
of homes, where loving
kith and kin no longer behold
a cherished biological product
lowered six feet under into cold
terra firmae, where Mother Earth
entombs the fruits
(ripened to their prime), now...en fold
did taken down by random bullets, which gold
din precious person murdered,
where maniacal gunman didst hold
down the trigger, which high powered weapon
loosed asper indiscriminate aim
mass destruction
of sons and/or daughters killed fired,
whence slug didst claim
another abhorrent statistic
from easy access snatching a darling dame
or handsome lad, while soundless horror
many a countenance
doth non verbally exclaim
the profound sadness,
now murdered offspring
solely enshrined within picture frame
where sorry lost life haint no board game
yet, random dice throw
courtesy of second amendment
fuels American's passion
asper right to bear arms, particularly re: cent
spate of wanton mounting killed
(within storied halls of academia)
spurred many well organized national event
reached a tipping point,
where lock, stock and barrel deadly age gent
brought together this day
(March 24 th, 2018), an immense crowd
staged across America within major metropolitan areas
(from sea to shining sea) with actions loud
her than his words,
suffusing this older dada to feel proud
unsure if thine eldest progeny joined
the Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
swell organized protests, which wowed!
Mar 24, 2018
Mar 24, 2018 at 2:26 PM UTC
his tongue peels at me
my flesh razor blades
his screams echoe my pleasure
watch him run bleeding to her
he knows my razor blade named skin
speaker in unformed art
he feels for my fingers
once again
he
screams
with my wand of silence
he is swirled beneath the stream
beneath his bubbling shadows
he wrestled
with
my
grief
his tongue peels at me
?
...
..
.
Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 6:25 PM UTC
his devil lips
took from them
in
sips
he watches my form
pretending he
has
been born
scattering words center stage
trying on lovers
with fits
of
rage
welcome ladies
to my banning days
that my eyes
be
ocean swole
swirl in my bowl
they lap him with thier tongues
they are easily un strung
from playing
beautiful
tunes
to
dreading thier minds
into his room
that my prayers could escape the sky
listen as the smoke bellows
from his eyes
what part
of
you
would you like spread
your heart or that part
that scents blood
once
be
tween
your legs
watch for him to pick your next drip
hold his hand
as he helps you
slip
from
his
devil lips
?
...
..
.
Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 6:07 PM UTC
We heard of your distress,
so here's a little consolation,
a wish for good health
for you and your fragile nation.
Some good advice also, no assault
at your righteous vindication;
a lovely maxim from each of us,
that will bring you highest elation.
Verbal abuse won't help anyone.
Legal games won't save the day.
Incessant bullying won't impress a battered people.
Cracking down on critique won't bring silence.
Knocking out the truth won't bring clarity.
Stopping necessary change won't bring back the past.
Sure, it's always the right time to face the facts together.
Y wait, visit us, let's share our thoughts and hopes today.
You're always welcome in VLICKSSY!
Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 9:32 AM UTC
THE KILLINGS IN AMERICA
ARE DOWN TO ONE THING
ITS THE CAPACITY OF THE GUN
THAT THESE KILLERS CAN BRING
THEY NOW HAVE MACHINE GUNS
AND OOZIES AND KILLING MACHINES
THEY HAVE THOUSANDS OF ROUNDS
TO UNLOAD ON THE SCENE
YOU MUST BAN THESE GUNS
THAT HAVE THE CAPACITY TO ****
AND STOP THEM BUYING THEM
AT THERE OWN FREE WILL
Nov 8, 2017
Nov 8, 2017 at 10:12 PM UTC
Trump, he seems to make a point of stirring up the ***
He makes outrageous statements, thus making tempers hot.
He seems to like upsetting people so they shout or cry.
It all seems so unnecessary, so I'd ask him, WHY?
These last few days he hurried out an immigration ban,
without due consultation that would craft a solid plan.
He could have sought out some advice - something that he should try,
but he believes he knows it all, which makes no sense. So, WHY?
His words and actions seem to make him look like a buffoon;
a caricature cut out from some political cartoon.
If he'd provide a reason through intelligent reply,
there'd be no need to scratch our heads and keep on asking, WHY?
He seems to hate minorities and some religious groups.
This brings about division and rallies all the troops.
This could lead to a new world war where millions would die.
Where does he think he's taking us and, more important, WHY?
WHY doesn't he just take a moment so he can explain?
WHY can't he simply tell the truth and say what's in his brain?
WHY can't he and his followers be glad for what they've got?
Explain... Be kind... Be strong... Be smart. For heaven's sake, WHY NOT?
Feb 20, 2017
Feb 20, 2017 at 8:52 PM UTC
Does our constitution not preach of the unalienable, God-given rights of life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness? Does our Statue of Liberty, one of the most historic figures of our freedom, not cry out for the “tired, poor, huddled masses, yearning for freedom?” Does our freedom bell not ring? Has the golden door closed? Has Lady Liberty turned her light off? Have our soldiers laid down their guns? Who are we as a country to deny our foundation and shut our doors? If all men are created equal, why are we watching with judging eyes?
Feb 8, 2017
Feb 8, 2017 at 8:31 PM UTC
Nasty.
Things have started
to get nasty, people
have stopped pretending
that they are not evil
the fabric of fake nicety
has been scorched down
and we fight in the face of
a wrinkled green gremlin
whose name is many
whose language is disgust
whose heart is sealed shut
whose pride is gleaming ****
Disgusting.
How did we get here? we
huddled, tired, hungry & poor
standing at her pale jade door
being told we’re a liability
pushed out of homes we own
and families we’ve raised
to the streets, making noise
fighting though we’re so tired
It’s how they want us—
tired from years of fighting,
too tired to keep on.
But we’ll never stop.
Though their name is many,
ours is more. The teeming
multitudes arise to take
his place. We protest. We resist.
Nasty.
The gloves are off,
and we persist.
Jan 31, 2017
Jan 31, 2017 at 5:04 PM UTC
“Humankind: be kind – be One!
I am appalled at what’s been done.
Benign intentions must restrain us.
Hate should never entertain us.”
The toad comedian Ban Ki-Moon
croaked a pitiful One-World tune
while gunmen paused, reloaded, armed
checked that they had no comrades harmed –
and then prepared for further battle
against the clueless kuffar cattle.
Ban stood upright to intervene;
surveyed the terrorific scene…
muezzins chanted, mullahs chuckled
swords were sharpened, bomb-vests buckled.
Dhimmi dim-wits went on shopping.
(Are heads in sand less prone to chopping ?)
Hesitating, he cleared his throat,
raised his pitch by a quarter note:
“These acts are most undemocratic
We are saddened; yet emphatic – “
(no one heard his discourse further
drowned by the sound of massive ******
So let’s consider what is meant
by rolling heads and bodies splattered…
time for Truth to represent
(as if such inconvenience mattered…)
Such events disturb our sleep
and force us to compose, on waking,
lullabies for drowsy sheep
as predators are overtaking.
Flags of doom and holy slaughter,
sons of Ishmael filled with rage
are coming for your wife and daughter
and yourself. You turn the page.
Rising now to storm your tower
(7th century back to bite you),
Allah brings satanic power
to convert you or to smite you.
****** dhimmis would have us think
such rage is due to unemployment;
pure confusion on the brink
of funding further troop deployment.
Meanwhile, mullahs sip their tea
while tenured academics prattle
watching MSNBC
as soldiers die in battle.
Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 8:31 PM UTC
Parents will warn;
Family will mourn;
Those friends who were lost;
To 'Stranger Danger'
But what they don't mention;
Are the Strangers;
Who don't mean any Danger;
The ones with a story;
Behind the scary looking scars;
And the bans from the bars;
But the pain;
The pain of being afraid;
Being ignored and spat upon;
Maybe you're the ones who are;
'Stranger Danger'
Jan 2, 2015
Jan 2, 2015 at 6:10 PM UTC