Every single thing is beaten by love. Nothing overcomes it, yet it is beneath all things...

it's actually an anonymous screenshot

you've lost it

no such thing

sure there is

all right, you're the boss
all love

i'm not op, you n*gg**

:D

the hell does that have to do with it

This only applies to the love a mommy has for her baby boy.

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so tell me why my wife left me

obviously something beat love

who says that love was there in the first place?

she didn't love you anymore

yeah i picked up on that one myself

you do realize your mommy gf is only ever going to be a cute anime image you found online and it's not real and never will be?

having a nice saturday?

it's sunday 4am, burger

3am in england, i just assumed you were american

i'm not No. 13541171, americuck

boy, ya ever just wish we had usernames - just like reddit!?

all right

I don't know how this is Yea Forums related but my waifu loves me and I love my waifu and nothing in the universe is going to change that, so yeah

this is nice you’re like a homeless child with a broken toy

S-shut up! She'll be real one day!

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Yeah, that's actually a good way to put it. C'est la vie

>you drop a baggy of catbox scoopings
how does it feel knowing that no matter how many cats you get, they will never replace all the children you aborted?

no matter how many books you read, they’ll never replace the girls you didn’t kiss

Oh, now I get the other posts. Haha.
I am currently cat-less, actually. Never been impregnated, never will.

>lol love is good haha congratulate me on my wisdom and intelligence

nice completely safe, empty, low effort brain queef

>lol love is bad congratulate me for being brave and edgy

You're a vapid faggotron too

congratulations
fantastic post

Thank you. I enjoy sucking cocks btw

>managing to attack posts essentially containing the same amount of substance as your own
bravo
>inb4 the irony

i can tell

I overcame love once by kicking this girl in the genitals. She drunkenly accosted me behind a Denny’s so I kicked her and ran away. To this day I have kept my celibacy like a State secret. Too bad my church won’t let me be a priest bc I’m a felon

it’s probably some sort of sin to kick a girl in the vagina too

Telling two smug douchebags their takes are bad isn't going to win me any awards but it still needs to be said

Why? Why expend the effort?

Doubt it

really? mad

God has the whole picture whereas the feds only had the testimony of the worker throwing away the trash and the CCTV

>god (singular)
become a polytheist, faggot, i dare you

She will be your mommy if you can be her daddy

your biology won't allow it anyway

Trips of truth

Could someone explain please ?

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>Throws old womb at you

When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love has always won. There have been tyrants and murderers and for a time they seem invincible but in the end, they always fall – think of it – always.
You'll get pregnant when I cum in your cunt.

PARMENIDES UNDERSTOOD THAT THE ONLY GOD IS EROS
MOLOCH, LOVE
FATES COASTED ALONG SEX-WAR DRIVEN PATHS
ALL IS FAIR WHEN YOU FUCK A FAIR
MAIDEN OR KILL FOR HER (immanently in the fuel of work as a conglomerate exploited on love, love the only thing moving)
NO CAUSE BUT EROS
NO SELF ONLY WINNING
Strains

HORUS FOR A GOD OF LOVE
FOLK OF THIS LITERAL WAR CONTINUES
WE NEED BEING IN MONEY
SOLAR GANTRY
NO REASON TO DO THIS THE SAME TIME AS YOU BECOME RATHER THAN BE THE ONE TO PAY FOR IT
HELEN OF LATE MEN
RUNNING LIKE NO ONE HAS FISHER CUTS
THE ENCIPTED DEVELOPMENT (HELEN OF LATE MEN - DIRTY RUDY HOLDED UP AGAINST HIS HATE AND FEAR FOR LOVE, AND AS THE FUTURE WILL BLOW US OFF)
"I NEED TO HEAR YOU THINK OF ME" (from a very late 60's movie)
I WANT TO GIVE YOU SOME INFORMATION BUT YOU ARE STILL NOT LISTENING

Socrates

I found this comment by a philosopher very interesting :

For God I love and do not like anything better than being a part of God's creation. " I love God to an unending degree. Every time I hear God talk about His creation I can never remember His true nature. My mind works hard, but sometimes it fails. I always know who God is, and I cannot conceive of anything better. In the eyes of my soul the universe is all that I love. That it was created from nothing is in itself proof of its divinity. The love I have for God can never be measured. It is beyond any human comprehension. God is infinite, all-knowing, all-powerful. Every object in this universe is perfect. Every single thing that moves in it is perfect. I love God and I love every imperfection of the universe. How could one like God be imperfect? This is the reason why I love God so much. God is the reason we exist. He exists as a self-existing existence separate from us and in his own space. He is the creator of all we have. He created everything, but he is always a part of it and can do nothing about it... Every time I contemplate a creature I always find myself in it.

This also means taking advantage of "the social system," which includes everyone (even in your school) sharing data on your location and social media. A recent survey from researchers at Northeastern University found that 70 percent of undergraduates are using Facebook and Instagram to track their activities and whereabouts. You have to admit that this is one of the easiest ways to keep track of everything going on. You can share your thoughts, share your pictures so that you can see who is who, and you can update your status to make sure you remain near your friends.

You don't have to be the "cool guy," and you don't have to know a whole mess of math. But if you are, you will find it much easier to find a group of students you truly connected with with just a look.

you must understand something I can tell

that if this happened, your father's son would've been killed

when I was ten, or thirty, or when I was twenty five years old

and now I'm seventy seven years old:

no good is happening

my heart has stopped beating so badly it hurts, I do not know whether this was the right answer or not:

so I've stopped, I'm thinking I'll just kill myself because

if my wife says I'm insane and she's wrong about me it's my choice, no one in the world can do it,

if this was real you must understand that it's worse than death,

for the people around me will never see me now,

there are more things I need to do and to manage

that's not my choice I'm doing it, I am the only one who can choose

and that's true and I still feel no pain, so this is the last of them

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This is what my girlfriend's life is like: I have to tell her every time I get into a new car she is going to want to run a couple mile at peak times to drive it. The last car I bought was two years ago. The only way I can afford it to get her in on it is if I have to sell her house so the insurance's not as good, and the bank loan payments are huge, so I think we've gone in too far. If I'm not here she probably won't even want to drive it. We have to start paying rent, and it takes up a lot of my time, but the rest I make a million bucks from.

On top of that, our insurance company has been telling me how lucky I am to be the one going into college, because without the scholarship it's going to suck. So now I'm going through an education that costs money, and I hate how much I know.

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And it seems like a lot of us are so close together, especially when I'm feeling suicidal. We have so much in common, but we're too scared and depressed to speak to each other.

In addition to the following, I've discussed a few other examples of other "pastors" and pastors abusing sexual abuse victims:

As a young adult and even now as a member of the church, I had frequent sex with the adult male in my church that I joined in 1978. The guy was young and he was in my church at the time (circa 1970-1971). I had been married for 4 years and not yet had children. And I was single and single-minded that there was no way I would ever do anything wrong to my brother. I knew his brother was a good Catholic and he didn’t deserve that horrible pain and abuse. Even though I was only 29 years old, it still still hurt me to know that this man abused me. I know in my heart of hearts that he’s no different to the child molester in the newspaper and movies. And yet my church doesn’t condemn him for the abuse.

I know, I already did. You're such a slut, you little slutty bitch. And this is the worst day of the month. I know its really late, maybe it happens tomorrow, maybe it doesn't but what if I fuck your poor cunt while you're pregnant? No one ever said I don't care for being raped. I have one orgasm in this little baby shower, and I never look back.