So this bitch wants a shelf apparently

It's all one conversation, it didn't happen twice.

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How fucking delusional are you? She clearly has 0 interest in you

An user wanted to know what happened so I figured I'd give an update

I've decided im getting my hat back tomorrow no matter what. Imma go to her place and stake it out.

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Dude you seem like a piece of shit

? Why I got a shelf.

>we can make that happen
>I have acquired a self
could you get any more beta?

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>So this bitch wants a shelf apparently.

I'm not quite sure I know what you mean, my friend and original poster. Please do not get me wrong, this is an interesting thread filled with interesting mini-movies about interesting women, but I am entirely unable to come to the conclusion that I am any of these women. I am a man. I have a penis. It's quite a nice penis, or, at least that is what my wife tells me.

Some days I am unsure as to whether she is lying to curry favor, but I do not spend much time dwelling on such insecurities. Sex with my wife is nice.

It is possible of course, original poster, that the technology might one day exist that will allow a person or persons to "merge" with a computer in such a manner that they do, for all intents and purposes, "become the girl below", but that in itself carries with it a myriad of issues. Can a being be, in a sense, two beings? If one makes a post, can one simultaneously be that post and the post below theirs? If so, the person below them who made that post, does one immediately share a consciousness with that person, being that both persons are simultaneously that post?

Sadly however, I have so very few answers for these questions, original poster. Perhaps some time when you're around, I would enjoy discussing these with you.

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This bitch is "making rent" by selling garbage to retards. You are enabling this idiotic behavior by trying to "help her out" in a desperate and transparent series of beta moves, and chicks can sniff that shit out like a drug dog. She doesn't want the shelf, she doesn't want the help, and she doesn't want you. She would make all sorts of excuses to get you closer if she was interested, instead she's trying to be decent and make excuses to keep you away. I would've said good luck with that shit, I'll be at the bar (the one she likes) tomorrow at 8. And goodbye. Then go get that drink. (although I doubt you're old enough to drink). And while you're there, try to meet someone else. If she shows, maybe you'll get lucky. If she doesn't, maybe you'll get lucky. But carrying junk furniture to her house like a cat bringing its owner a dead bird is about as pussy as you can get. She already knows she can manipulate you into driving a dead body to West Texas, stop doing that lame-ass bullshit and leave the option up to her. It doesn't signal so much pathetic spinelessness.

jesus christ you fucking beta faggot, GIVE THE FUCK UP!

your cringe levels know no bounds

I'm getting my hat back, that's all I really care about. I'm done putting in work. If she don't want the shelf I'll just give her some sage to sell and if she wants more charge her for it. Then stop initiating contact.

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