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Right then good people of Opuss!. My time here is done: 193 posts (wow) all but 7 (t-shirt entries) are all my own work and are poems/songs.
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Right then good people of Opuss!. My time here is done: 193 posts (wow) all but 7 (t-shirt entries) are all my own work and are poems/songs.
I just had one unpleasant comment on my last Opuss. Instead of focusing on this however, when thinking about it I realised that this was the first time it'd happened in eighty posts- EIGHTY.
Have you ever just curled up on your bed just feeling like crap. Then you sigh softly remembering the little brown paw app. You pull your phone over half heartedly feeling left out.
The annoying nooby mod, obsessed with correcting grammar, Always way too eager to exercise his ban hammer. Promoted by mistake when a name was misspelt, What a stroke of luck he had been dealt.
I go on a website called Sploder. The current age range is from 6-22 (that I know of, and not including the creator). My username is Casper11.
I had a dream last night, And this is really true, That we all came together: The united Opuss crew.
Thanks everyone this is by far the best social networking site I have been a member of.
I should be tidying up my happy home Instead I sit here on my tush Peering into this tiny screen, Devouring up Opuss Tales of loss, and love, and ones that cause snickers Dirty rooms, baby blu...
This week has been a bad week for Opuss.
Hi all I am back Been having a heart attack Got myself in a right old tizz A breakdown as well thrown in the mix I installed an Opuss update Well I tempted a horrid fate Came back to my Opuss...
I don't know if I'm just being slow... But I just went on the 'find' tab, and clicked on the teeny-tiny little paw print in the corner and it showed me a map. It shows where the other Opussians are.
Doomsday, sad day, All the greats have walked away, Their poems shall be missed so much, Their witty comments, treasured, such a sad day, bad day, The rain pours down, Cold and grey, On the rest of...
Only reason I'm here is for those who missed plus no offence I'm slightly pissed Bit early in the day but what can I say need something to chill me out when I'm feeling this way Don't need to...
I don't know if I can speak, for the rest of Opuss in honesty, But I can speak for myself. That though we fought just a while back, It's hard without you there, catching my back.
I can't hide from the voice that speaks inside of me. It would be like denying the air to my lungs to let me breath. With a whisper of hope and a sprinkle of self faith, I stand.
I rather often find myself, Looking round at faces, Wondering who're Opussians, If so, what are their places.
A is for Aleisha, my mistress and Queen Bee B can be for Bryan Heap, which leads us on to C C of course for Cinders, beauteous red haired muse D is for Delilah and her serial killer ruse E then is...
I haven't been on Opuss for months, what with the business of school ending giving me not much time to write... But now that I come back here, Opuss has changed quite a bit.
So yet another person has been caught trying to fiddle their rating by using multiple accounts. Quite honestly I'm amazed people actually have time to do this.
Ooo I do love opuss, so very very much. People create such amazing things just with a touch. I have read such beautiful, poems, stories and quotes. I can't help myself but, take a mental note.
When I first downloaded this App, it never occurred to me exactly what I was about to become involved in.
Is it just me, or is the ranking system the best idea in the world. At first, I really didn't care what rank I was. I suppose I still don't. But trying to rank up as it were is a massive motivation.
Ok people, so fighting on opuss is getting ridiculous. I mean, harsh comments and posting things about other people. It's happened to me before and its really depressing.
Opuss impostors, Opuss murderers, Why do you have to be bad. Opuss, Opuss, Oh great Opuss. Wipe these people from our memories, Stop the arguments, Stop the hate. Spread the love.