Write what's on your mind

Big dicks will rule the world

>Date the leftovers
mmmmhm...

Is it cuckoldry to want to eat an FWB's, or even a girlfriend's pussy? I'm torn between my strong desire to eat pussy and the ghost of DJ Khaled in my mind telling me to not play myself despite the temptations of the flesh.

>bro you should totally date women who use ten pounds of makeup every day, get lip fillers and "mild" plastic surgery, use instagram filters and algorithms that scan their videos for blemishes and remove them (from both their face and the surrounding scenery), and a hundred other tricks to cosplay as anime characters in real life, when they are really dumpy 5/10 latinas
You are the one who needs to quit porn. Specifically the constant softcore porn you consume and apparently think is real.

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Two Kindle books.
1. Reading Goethe at Midlife - Paul Bishop
2. What is Civilization and other essays - A.K. Coomaraswamy

Doing another psychiatric assessment soon and my shrink is hoping I'll have a few things in order before then, like good routines and all that. So the plan is to keep going hard on the clean living meme, it's the least I can do since my parents are paying for it. Not drinking is torture, working out feels good, going to bed at a reasonable hour is hard. I enjoy going for long walks, 2-3 hours or so just walking around the city almost every day. Tomorrow I'm supposed to meet some psychology student for a check up, not sure what to expect. An average ''good day'' I don't get much done, but I won't have any major slip ups either. I have all the time in the world so I should be getting more done. It's getting pretty late so I should go to bed, staying up would be unwise since I've already started brooding.

>Famous person dies
>Their secret journal is published without permission
>"NOOOOOO! THIS PERSON HAD RACIAL THOUGHTS! REEEEEEEEEEEEE! HOW EVIL."

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I had sex back in 2016.

how do i stop believing in the black pill?

l had sex 2 days ago

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My balkan has been brainized

>captcha: SHOWW

>FWB
Fuck that shit. I know what a complete slut she is so shan't be doing that
>GF
Fuck that as well can't have her losing respect for me. I will eat that booty like groceries tho.

>Fuck that as well can't have her losing respect for me.

I was wondering if it's possible to sell to a GF if you wrap it in a masculine/dominant enough rhetoric and are masculine/dominant inside and outside the bedroom with her otherwise.

>can't have her losing respect for me
lol what? Also how is eating ass 'better'?

My dad passed away from alcoholism last week. I cleared up his apartment yesterday. I thought it would be like the movies where he would be hospitalized, I would rush over and get to say goodbye. But it was sudden and he was alone.
I’m looking through his Bible right now. Reading his annotations. It can’t be all for nothing Yea Forums. It just can’t be. I have to see him again someday.

How the fuck do I meet people

he long gone boy

>go to gas station hoping to see qt3.14 chubby cashier girl again
>get in line and guy cashier calls me over
>mfw I paid for this overpriced Frappuccino for nothing

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Its a power move. I bend her over and bite her ass and tonguefuck her bootyhole to let her know that I'm going balls deep in her in shitter. She likes to pretend shes uncomfortable with it but it really gets her going.

たったいまわたしのながわかりました
あなたがおっしゃるとおりの「りんご」です
おいしくできたみからまいとしおとどけします
めしませ! つみのかじつ

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You will, this may sound strange but I've been meditating on this for years and every time I reach anything like a mystical state I keep finding the idea that "nothing is lost." Not even small things. I really believe we only see a tiny sliver of real reality. You have to have faith in this and not let the gloom overcome you. A meaningless universe wouldn't spit out beings who paradoxically have a concept of meaning. It would be dead clockwork, and if it produced "beings" at all, they would be mindless automata inhabiting the same dead empty void as everything else.

There's something in analytic philosophy called ontological status. Anything that "is," and isn't trivially decomposable into something smaller (the way a table is obviously composed of wood from trees), has ontological status until we succeed in reducing it (like a table to wood, and wood to carbon atoms, etc.). Anything with ontological status is an explanandum, i.e. that which is to be or has to be explained. Everything about us that isn't immediately assimilable to dead matter is an explanandum. The very fact that you care about your dad, the very fact that you exist, the very fact that you feel something like "love" (instead of just base animal desire, let's say) is an explanandum with ontological status until proven otherwise. But if you really push this, even the existence of matter itself is. No matter how you dice the universe you get a whole bunch of miracles we can't explain.

I strongly believe that we were given free will for a reason, but that doing this required making the world "free" to be shitty and not make sense from a local perspective. There is simply no way to make sense of people losing their loved ones, much less with the suddenness of this. But it's ONLY a local perspective. If you could see just under the surface of things you would see a whole world buzzing with other structures and forms of continuity that go beyond the everyday and the material.

I don't know if any of this helps but I can't not share my completely 101% literal faith and certainty that you will see him again and that you haven't lost him. Nobody deserves to go what you're going through. Stay strong and make him proud.

I'm about to release a cash-grab book under an ethnic female pen name. Really hoping it takes.

Your confidence and faith inspire me user. Thanks. Really. It means a lot.

I'm rooting for you bud. When you make it big venmo me some malt liquor money.

So is butters dead or what

I have no idea what to spend money on, once I pay rent & bills there's barely anything I can think of, I'm too used to pirating all media I wish for, I buy new clothes once every new moon and I barely go on dates.
I don't get single people who live paycheck to paycheck, what exactly are they wasting their money on?

Don't rightly know user. Only thing I spend money on is booze, crack and donuts and that still barely puts a dent in my paycheck.

Blame it on the cigarettes food and a-a-alcohol

maybe it's because your place looks like this and you see no problem with it? consider buying some furniture instead of living like some ghost ready to move out at any time.

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I don't read or write much, talking to people who do so is just endearing.

New Mishima novel

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i used to be extremely extroverted and quick-witted, I imagine I projected a good amount of confidence in the process, was pretty good at chatting up average women but when I started to fall into a bad crowd I began to feel like my personality wasn't "cool", like it was annoying or cringe or something, and I became self conscious about it, then one night I took a bunch of LSD and smoked a tonne of weed and completely erased my personality and after that day I became a quiet autist unable to express myself with bad anxiety and everything about me that got me my friends and women disappeared and now I am a forever alone recluse with severe anxiety and Depersonalization-derealization disorder.
Every once and a while though I get drunk in the right setting and eel just right and suddenly everything comes out and im like an excited child with a decade of pent up energy, and then im ACTUALLY a little obnoxious and cringe and talk talk talk about every random thing that comes into my head

You keep telling us to have sex and I keep asking you how I'm supposed to do that again, and you never give me a clear answer.
Because the 100 entries on "had porridge for breakfast again" or the ongoing descriptions of trying to fix the plumbing and dealing with contractors doesn't get clicks.
Sorry you didn't get that last good bye, losing a parent or any loved one is rough. All the more so when it's a shock.
Sit at the bar and crack jokes. That's how I got a discount at my favourite bar. But honestly I don't know.
Are you happy though?

i cant even complain its cuck or be cucked these days

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at least a jannie is a cinese commie as it deleted this topic
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Sniping Nazis in the Donbass

yes it is truly awful. im 28 in a month now and it feels like ive lost my entire young-adulthood, possibly my whole life, because i did this shit when i was like 16 or 17 and it feels like im trapped in a cage unable to escape it, or trapped inside a machine that is rotting away and im stuck rotting with it. even subconsciously when i dream, my dreams are all heavily based around my memories and experiences when I was younger, the people i spent time with, school etc, even though ive been out of school for a decade now, because ive just been trapped since then, unable to live properly. I keep trying to do better but in the back of my head there is a constant feeling that my life is already over and suicide or homelessness is utterly inevitable because I will never be able to be free of this nonsense and live a normal functional life and the clock is ticking

LMAO a Maoist trannie. Dude is a a fucking clown.

Bars around here suck. America has a terrible bar culture

Fair enough. What about Live music? Art Galleries? Joining hobbyist groups? Farmers Markets?
Put it this way: where have you tried to meet people already.

Pedophile.

You have been ruined by porn.

I think everybody in my family is afraid of me

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like they should!

bingle, bongle. spiggin! roogle.

Papert's Principle - that the greatest leaps in development often come from how to administer and combine already acquired skills and processes, not to acquire new ones.
I know Scott Adams is a grifter but the the idea of 'Talent Stacking' is so tantalizing, especially the self-effacing manner he uses himself as a example of it. He admits he's not a great comedian or illustrator but it's the combination of these mediocre skills that creates a whole that is greater than the sum of it's parts.
This appeals to me because I've always been a jack of all trades, master of none, I come from a long line of all-rounders. Men who never particularly attained success in any one field, yet were competent across many, who could switch careers like switching lanes on the highway.
That cunt Steve Jobs pretends that his dropping in on a calligraphy class at Reed University was some kind of fateful teleological moment that changed the course of U.I. however he was a high functioning narcissist who was very good at bullying and persuading people, and amongst tech nerds his Charisma seemed 10 fold. But it seems to me that he's another jack-of-all-trades who found the right combination of mediocre skills and folded them into a meteoric rise.
It's tempting to think that if I just found just the right combination of marketable skills that I already have I could live a comfortable and satisfying life. I don't need or want to be a Steve Jobs. But to not have to be a wagecuck is all I desire.
It all goes back to Aristotle, that the hyle and the morphe, the material and the form both contribute to what something is, that the same material can be changed in form. When we first play with Lego or Mechano we intuit this.
Is it true of humans? Is it true of me: do I simply need to recombine the my skills and processes into a new morphe? Probably.

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You got it, pal.

I'll try more places. I live in a major metropolitan area so you'd think theres so much going on. But it really just doesn't work that way. Regardless of where I go I feel invisible. I think I'll find some volunteer program. Force myself into an acitvity where I have to directly interact with other people and get to know them like that.

>Regardless of where I go I feel invisible
Yeah I feel that way too. What I've realized is that you actually have to be proactive and impose yourself. When you feel invisible you're being passive and expecting someone else to "make the first move". It's sort of like a reverse game of chicken - if no one makes the first move there is no game at all.
So you have to actively when going out smile at people, make those innocuous comments that can lead to small talk.
I was thinking about this the other day: of course 9/10 times it won't "go anywhere". But if you do it 1000x a year, which is pretty easy, then 100 times it will "go somewhere" either blossoming into a friendship or through that interaction you meet someone else and so on and etc.

You see kids, this is why you don’t do LSD.
These retards exposed themselves to extradimensional demons that sucked their souls, now they are shells of their former selves.
There is nothing mystical about LSD “trips”, the entities that inhabit the planes you access are malevolent.

Then it's expired.