Valentines is approaching inmates.  I hope you got plans for your loved ones on the outside of the prison.  If not... you may well find yourself in recite of a Dear John break up letter.  You know the ones... the old "its not you its me baby", or "i just can't keep putting my life on hold" or "you told me last time you weren't gonna do this shit".  We all been there 👀

Nows your chance to come to the therapy circle and share your story of heart ache and heal those wounds in a circle of mutual support.  I know deep down there some real bro-ship under the bravado of homophobia and fear of people who need ot wash their feet.  Its time we mended our bonds through sharing our heartache... 

And not only will healing unfold, 1k Candy Corn will be gained by the person whose heartbreak avatar and Dear John story gets the votes for most entertaining us all over this Valentines day x 

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Post your story here but 5pm Valentines day game time, Then voting can start. I will give 4 days for voting.

Person with most votes wins the 1k Candy Corn.

Some guidelines:

Dont be a cunt if the person's grammer not great. English isnt everyone's first language so dont be a cunt and bot every modo finds school a place that works for them so for fucks sake dont be an ass if people's writing not how your uptight ass would like it. Grammar nazus fuck off.

I all good with shit talk but please dont over run the thread with stupid drama. I got no tolerance.

I cant stop people using Ai to help with their writing. So I'm not gonna police that.

Dont write a fucking novel. Keep it tight.

Dear Twoshoez,

Or should do you want me to call you TwoSlippers as you like it when I call you that.

I can’t live like this anymore, you told me you changed yet you’re still beating on me and hiding under a cloak. I need a real man not someone who runs to the warden when it gets a little hard for them. Over there past 24 hours I have seen you have been getting a little hard for me too all over again with the beatings you have given me.

I’m also concerned I found a box of chocolates under our bed saying To My love Wormypoo now I know you don’t use that pet name for me so I can only imagine you mean Wormdogg. Care to be an actual man and explain??

I use to love hearing your stories about how you a real gangsta and how you flashed the money around, but lately you have been wearing that weird durag and you must have it done up to tight starving the oxygen to your brain as you have made no sense.

Anyways these are my final words to you and I wish you well in the future but please stop playing gangster by night snitch by day as it will catch up to you eventually.

From the one who once loved you

Roxy (: x

Last edited by roxy 1 month ago

Dear John (Chino),

I hope this letter finds you well... or at least as well as a man can be after publicly simping for Akira in the shoutbox.

I’m writing this while staring at the half-melted box of chocolates you sent through that ridiculous Valentine’s hit. They were sweet. Almost as sweet as you were when you asked me to be your PB girlfriend… before immediately getting heart-eyes for another man.

I didn’t realize I was competing with Akira. Had I known, I would have brought spreadsheets.

It hurts, Chino. It truly does. Not because you chose him but because you didn’t even try to hide it. The way you glow whenever he calls you a jobless leeching freak? The way you defend to him like he’s about to propose instead of roast you?

Even The Warden, Mufasa himself, couldn’t moderate that level of yearning.

So I release you, my dear. Run freely into Akira’s arms. Let him TR your heart the way he TRs your combos. May your love be as loud and confusing as your arguments.

I’ll be here. With my chocolates. Healing.

Forever yours (until raid reset),

Marnie

PS: I went for a makeover, this is your fault. Squirt.

-Because the man who claims to love me is really in love with other men.

Last edited by MarnieJ 1 month ago

I would of brought spreadsheets 😂😅😆

i vote roxy because shoes is a little bitch

Post your story here but 5pm Valentines day game time, Then voting can start. I will give 4 days for voting.

"Dear Slumpz

It's not me. it's you. You need glasses. You clearly can't see the airport sized signs I am trying to give you.

And also, Chino left me not only for Akira but for you also. You men are all the same.

Love anyways.

Marnie."

Dear Roxy,

Happy Valentine’s.

That box of chocolates said more truth than you ever did. Sweet presentation… questionable substance.

Let’s keep it simple.

You smile one way, move another. One story for me, one for the Warden, and a remix for whoever’s listening. That’s not loyalty — that’s theater.

And I don’t date performances.

The reason we’re done? You’re fake. And I’m tired of guessing which version of you I’m talking to.

Truth is, I’d rather be in Nina’s cell stealing her stuff one amen after another — not because I want her, but because at least that situation is honest. If I’m taking, I’m taking. If she catches me, she catches me. No illusions. No double sides. No secret scripts.

Petty? Maybe.

But it’s still cleaner than loving someone who switches faces.

Enjoy the chocolates.

I’m choosing clarity this Valentine’s.

– Twoshoez

Last edited by twoshoez 1 month ago

Originally posted by twoshoez

Dear Roxy,

Happy Valentine’s.

That box of chocolates said more truth than you ever did. Sweet presentation… questionable substance.

Let’s keep it simple.

You smile one way, move another. One story for me, one for the Warden, and a remix for whoever’s listening. That’s not loyalty — that’s theater.

And I don’t date performances.

The reason we’re done? You’re fake. And I’m tired of guessing which version of you I’m talking to.

Truth is, I’d rather be in Nina’s cell stealing her stuff one amen after another — not because I want her, but because at least that situation is honest. If I’m taking, I’m taking. If she catches me, she catches me. No illusions. No double sides. No secret scripts.

Petty? Maybe.

But it’s still cleaner than loving someone who switches faces.

Enjoy the chocolates.

I’m choosing clarity this Valentine’s.

– Twoshoez

God damn it that’s actually really good