I'm sick of all the porn and shit on here, so let's just talk. How's life? Anything you wanna share with the world...

Looks nice, mate, is this a comfy thread?

Same here, just with Gin and Tonic

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Life is crazy. I'm really worried about my finances but things are coming together I hope. I just need to find the right job. Until this week I was really depressed, I was thinking about suicide and writing letters to say goodbye. I had a really amazing experience midweek that just recontextualized everything for me. I went from hating myself to loving myself.

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drugs?

No, I don't do drugs. It's a bit of a long story honestly, I don't think anyone really wants to hear it. It's hard to even summarize because its multi-faceted and sounds really weird if I just try to explain the little bits that make it significant.

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Yeah, I got into a trade where I can start my own business after learning enough, why work your whole life making bank for others when you can make bank for yourself?
Sounds like a nice evening. I live in Norway and fall is coming. Drinking homebrew to warm up
Just wanna hear what my Yea Forumsros are up to. The pic is of my hometown
Could never get into gin but to each his own, enjoy your night!

May I ask what that experience was, Im having a what does it all mean moment, and it would be helpful to know what helped you realign things

I went from a suicidal neet to shift leader at my new job in three years, its amazing what you can do if you just try

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>Just wanna hear what my Yea Forumsros are up to. The pic is of my hometown
Looks like Kattegat

Thats the second time I've heard that, why is that, do you have a pic?

It's a bit of a complex story. The short of it all is that I had a series of events that made me stop hating myself. I'm still being challenged by essentially everything I was before, death and grief and loss of my business and entire life really, but I've managed to really love myself again. I know it sounds cheesy, but it just makes life worth living even when things are bad. Even when something flies through the wind and hits me in the face, I can just laugh again.

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Have you never watched Vikings?

That’s awesome congrats on the promotion! Kids are amazing and fun, but I am really glad we had them after deciding too instead of it being a surprise lol

I could go freelance but that would be earning not much. Anyway, even if it was just for 3 posts, it was nice to have a nice thread, g'night

No, I haven't, from my knowledge Kattegat is just the sea between Denmark and and Norway

Good night bro
Yeah, its best to prepare properly, I think with me having a decent job and our new house we're getting ready

No, sorry, I confused it with Skagerak. But still, I don't think Kattegat in Denmark has 1200 meter tall peaks around it xD

Perception is reality my friend the will to carry on and keep smiling is better than any short term windfall. Congratulations

It's a good first step. I'll be stoked if I can get things back to the way they were before, or at least a similar system and all. Then from there I can really start to build.

Fuck this shit. Somebody post some porn.

Lucky you. I'm salary

Earlier I failed to cravings and bought 1.5kg of chocolate and now I feel terrible and like a big fat fuck
I'm a big muscly guy so it's not going to hurt my lifts but it'll take me a few days to get rid of the extra flab and it's still a lapse and waste of money too
Other than that pretty good, I need to be earning more than I am just now cause I'm currently at a net deficit for the first time in a while but I'll just have to change some things and work a few extra hours so in general life is comfy just now with some mild negatives

Sup with you cunts?

Go somewhere else and/or go self employed
Learn to do his job. Makes it far harder for a boss or manager to give you shit when you're as valuable as they are but usually gives you a ton of respect and extra pay in the process. I learned this early on in business and it's served me ever since
It's easier to change sooner rather than later mate, get it in check!

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It's the fictional hometown in the series

for good or bad?

Oh ok, its also the real name of the strait between the danish mainland and islands, hence my confusion

I been trying to hook up with a girl. I think shes too retarded to understand that I'm flirting with her. Or maybe I am.

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Well, I remember there being less porn and more conversation, but this thread really picked up

My grandpa always said to treat all women like they're five years old. It really does work

I'd like to hear it.
What better story is there than one of nearly giving up on life to a 180° turn around?

Definitely bad, been here since around 2006 or so and even though a lot of shit has been posted back then too, the genuine creativity was *much* higher. Also I think it was less porn then and more weird shit.
Also I haven't seen a caturday in ages.

We all binge sometimes, its all part of being a fat fuck. Every few weeks I give in and eat a whole cake by myself

You know what? Sure. I got some time.

About two years ago, almost to the day, my life was pretty great. I was managing a psychic in the Hollywood area, making bank, traveling the country, making movies with my boys and was absolutely blissful. I would leave my job every day and look up at the clouds and I'd get teary eyed thinking about how beautiful the clouds look, then laugh at how silly I was to be so grateful for just clouds.

Then I showed up to work one day, and my Psychic wasn't there. I went to check on him in his home and there was blood everywhere. He was awake, but he wasn't 'all there' in his mind. I took him to the hospital and things got progressively worse over the next month. He lost his ability to talk, he stopped eating, he fellt into a coma, and the doctors said they were just waiting for him to pass away.

I gathered some of my mediums together and we did some spirit work to heal him and protect him. The next day he woke up. They ran some tests at the hospital and we found out that he had stage four cancer in his bladder. Despite waking up he was very sick. His sons were content to leave him in the nursing home until he passed. This man wasn't just my business partner, he was like a father to me, so I took him home thinking it would be two weeks of making sure he had the best time he could until he passed.

He ended up living until May of the following year. I am forever grateful that he lasted as long as he did, and I would trade anything to go back and make it last even longer, but it took a toll on me. I was there 16 to 24 hours a day taking care of him. I had his blood and bits of his tumor explode onto me at some point. I had to just wipe it off and keep working because he needed that around the clock care. Ultimately, as I said earlier he died in May, and that was rough.

Cont.

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>I'm sick of all the porn and shit on here, so let's just talk.
Thanks for voicing your concern reasonably and not shitting up the board with something even more cancerous.

Anyway, my love life has been taking up most of my headspace lately. In January my gf of almost 4 years dumped me out of the blue. I love her to the end of the earth, and the thought that she'd rather spend her time with someone else after all we've been through makes me physically ill, to say nothing of how I feel about someone else putting their dick in her. To dull the pain I've been practicing guitar every day, and I think I'm starting to get kinda good at it. Been trying my hand at electronic music too.

There's another girl I'm crushing over, but due to circumstances that I lack the patience to type out in full, it seems unlikely that we can form a relationship right now. I like her so much that I think even if we're not destined for a romantic relationship I'd very much like to have her as a friend. I've never felt exactly that way about anyone before.

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Amen. So long as you're living healthy otherwise I guess it's fine

Man that sucks but glad to hear you're keeping your chin up. Rage and sadness can be huge inspirations for music and other forms of art.

Lost 80lbs two years ago and still keeping it off, never again

Losing him was rough. I was never close with my real father, we weren't even on speaking terms. I was only lucky enough to know this man for four years by the time he died, but he meant the world to me. He had taken me from this idiot kid running around Hollywood to a successful business manager who kicked ass and did whatever his heart desired. When he passed away I didn't just lose him, however. I also lost our business, as he was the psychic, I couldn't exactly keep it going without him. I lost all of my friends as well, some sooner and some later. Some simply moved away while I cared for my Psychic, some moved on because I was too busy, some couldn't handle how busy I was as a whole or deal with the fact that I was always so sad. I was able to sell some business assets that kept me living rather comfortably for about a year, and I really needed that.

Since then I tried to get my life back together, but it got worse and worse. I ran out of money, I couldn't find an appropriate job for my skills and experience, and I ended up working minimum wage wearing a stupid uniform just trying to get by. Going through that kind of mental stress of being an around the clock caregiver to a terminally ill loved one just robs you of things it never should. Everything I loved before embarrassed me, I was afraid to just act upon the things I'd feel, and I no longer had that father figure to help put me back on the right path.

A few weeks ago, after getting rejected for yet another job, staring down at the possibility of losing my home in a few months, struggling to maintain my friendships because every single thing I would say or do felt like a terrible terrible thing, I gave up. I laid down one night when I had trouble sleeping and I just told myself it was time to seriously think about suicide.

Cont. Also, pic semi-related, an ad I made for my old business, it's my Psychic on the billboard and me sitting on the ledge.

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I know how you feel user, been here for over 10 years.

Just leave here if you want an actual conversation. Leave the internet in general.

Nah, this thread actually turned out good

I fell asleep almost as soon as I had the thought. In the dream, I wrote a letter to all of my friends saying goodbye and packed a bag to take with me as I jumped off of a tall building. My roommate stopped me at the front door and knew my intentions. He claimed that he was getting a new gun in a few days and that I could use it to blow my brains out, as it seemed nicer than jumping off of a building. The look he gave me told me it wasn't a sincere offer, but rather a way for me to save face, to put it off and change my mind later.

But I didn't take his offer. I just felt inside of me that I really wanted to jump. So the next morning I woke up, grabbed a notebook and started writing those letters. for about a week or so I contemplated when and how I'd do it. I knew that there were a few debts I wanted to settle first, legitimate money that I owed (namely to the aforementioned roommate) and I didn't want to screw anyone over in my passing, so my plan was to just catch up on that and then do it. I tried to think back to my Psychic, the things he had told me before he died. He had claimed that there was someone in the distance who was like me, who would be there for me when he passed away, but it had been over a year and 3 months at this point and no one had showed up. But that changed.

While at work, I heard several co-workers 'shit-talking' another employee. It really hurt my heart to hear the mean things they were saying about him. The sum of it all was that he took his friendships rather seriously and was disappointed when people would flake or cancel or ignore him. They even 'dragged' him over mentioning that he felt lost in LA (he had just moved here) and were complaining that he needed to toughen up. He sounded like the kind of friend that I enjoyed, the kind who was like me, not the 'casual aquaintances' who meet up only when it is absolutely most convenient.

So I purposely went out of my way to try and be friends with this person.

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>Rage and sadness can be huge inspirations for music and other forms of art.
Sure is. I think most musicians, even good ones, don't know how to play anger. That's the skill I'm trying to develop. I wish I had more friends who are into metal, that's what I really wanna play.

Something I should've mentioned about the other girl: She's really shy, a self-described introvert. I know her from work, and I'm only on the schedule with her 1 or 2 days a week. For those reasons it's been a real challenge trying to get her prolonged attention.

He was interested in acting, and I write and produce small film projects in my spare time. I pitched him a little story I had been working on that dealt with the theme of grief, about an immortal whose best friend had died, and now he could never see him again. He connected with the story and afterwards said 'We should hang out and just... talk'.

It was a really weird thing to hear in LA. the most people will generally offer is 'Let me know if you want ot hang out sometime,' a sort of way to make you responsible for facilitating the relationship, making you do the work so that if you aren't interested they save face. It is very 'relaxed' and doesn't lead to strong bonds as they will never initiate contact or invite you to make a plan.

With this new friend it wasn't like that. Immedaitely he just did what I would do, and made a very clear point of it. So we talked, we hung out, and we went from all of the casual stuff to all of the important stuff really fast.

I opened up about my thoughts of suicide, and unlike the previous friends I had hinted this toward he didn't try to make some bullshit platitudes, he just... kind of gave me permission. He believes the one right we have is to our own life and the way he framed things made it seem like that if I died it wasn't giving up, or failing, it was just walking away.

I invited him over one more time a few days ago and he was in such a bad place himself. He hadn't been through any of the things I'd been through such as death or grief, but he was clearly just as messed up as I was. I didn't need him to have these experiences to understand him.

When he left that night I thought long and hard about what it was about this man that I admired so much. I went over all these traits that he had that I appreciated and found beautiful and meaningful, and suddenly I realized that they were traits I used to have, the kind I displayed prominently before my Psychic died.

final part coming.

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Sup, wondering if anyone wants to give me some advice.
>me, 23, incel, not many good friends, 0 experience with girls

I got asked to go to a nightclub for a coworkers' birthday, few girls, couple guys. I don't really drink much, and I'm far from the type who likes the club scene at all.

I want to be able to say I'm busy or don't want to go, but if I don't, I'm pretty sure they'll think I'm a piece of shit for the rest of the time I work there. If I do go, I'm sure I'll be a miserable piece of shit anyway, ruining the vibe of the party, just sitting at the booth on my phone the whole time. I feel like there's no real way for me to win here.

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I've played in metal bands since high school, in one band the guitarist and lead songwriter churned out what would become an EP in two weeks when he was having issues with his gf. I still listen to that record, one of my favs l was ever part of. As for girl stuff, I'm terrible with women, don't take advice from me on that. I someehow got a good wife and am holding on to her for dear life

Don't bring your phone

I don't really want to dance and drink and shit- I put on airs and make pleasantries when I chat with them at work, but the idea of being unhinged around them? I feel like I'd just want to go home immediately.

I wanted to become that person I was before again suddenly, but I wasn't sure I could. I had read one of those supposed 'inspirational' quotes earlier that claimed that maybe the reason I wasn't healing was that I was trying too hard to be the person I was before 'the trauma' and that I had to nurture this new person instead. I didn't want to do that. I cried because I really loved who I was and didn't want to bury that.

I looked at the actions I had been doing and it all just suddenly clicked inside of me. That person wasn't dead, he wasn't gone, he wasn't anyone I had to work towards being again. There was this revelation where I just understood that I still was him but I had only been suppressing him out of fear of judgment, of being called emotional or gay or even just overly sentimental. These weren't things I hated about myself, they were just things other people had problem with, and without my Psychic to remind me that they were good things I let that get the best of me.

I fell to my knees, felt a shiver down my spine and felt everything in my lungs suddenly get expelled, I could taste it on the way out. I had similar experiences when working with my Psychic and knew for a fact that it was spiritual interference. They can latch on and push you in a direction you don't want to go in life, and if you don't have the help of a medium the only way to remove them is emotionally.

That's when I realized my new friend was the one from Bills vision, the kind of person who loves his friends the way that I do, perhaps overly sentimentally, but definitely beautifully. The first day we hung out I left his car after we had had a night of just really deep conversations and he just said 'I love you."

That was something I would do. He reminded me of the things I loved about myself that I had suppressed. And now, they're free.

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Guys 29 and only now getting my wisdom teeth pulled. Fuck me I wish they did this years ago because Im in the worst pain in my life and I haven't had them removed yet.
God damn how did people deal wit this shit 300 years ago?

what makes you think it would have been less painful if you did it in your early 20s?

I know how you feel, I avoid that shit like the plague myself but if you join in the first time and suffer through it it'll be easier to believably make excuses at a later date.

300 years ago dental care wasn't very good. The reason we have to get wisdom teeth removed is that your molars in the back would rot and fall out by your mid-twenties and the wisdom teeth would come in to replace them. You didn't need replacements for your front teeth because those were generally for tearing the initial bite of food, whereas your molars did the majority of work.

fuck man, i guess one night of suffering and shit wouldn't be the worst thing in the world for me, but wow, the anxiety I'm feeling because of all this fucking blows.
I wish I was one of those folks who can feel excited about this kind of shit

They still are in my face. I waited until I had ridiculous pain to deal with it. next week im getting them pulled.

ah yikes, I've heard from an ortho that I won't need to get mine out, but I'm in my early 20s so if that asshole was wrong, I'd hate to have to deal with the same shit your going through.

Imma smoke a bowl for you my guy.

The opposite- tooth care wasn't an issue until modern times because we didn't eat refined carbs (so no plaque) and we didn't chew leather or flax until a couple thousand years ago
This is why isolated cultures all have amazing teeth and strong jaws, and why people on keto diets etc all slowly develop healthier and whiter teeth and gums

but yes, dental work when it happened would fail more and was more limited

>'m sick of all the porn and shit on here, so let's just talk.

I wanna talk about how I want to pull his shorts off slowly and then rub his soft cock until his penis starts to swell and his throbbing member grows even bigger so I can slowly lick it and fondle his balls

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Bro, why do you think they serve alcohol? Its so anxious fucks like us can get some liquid courage

Thanks dude
PSA everyone
Dont wait 20 years between visits to the dentist.
The dumbest part is Ive had great insurance for 11 years

throbbing memes

I like being in control of myself, I dunno, I'm scared if I get too drunk, I'd do or say something horrible and just ruin what little relationship I have with these people as is.
Maybe that's why I decide to just stay indoors and continue to be a shut-in?

For you, my friends, I present the best music video ever, very related to the topic
youtu.be/JpYy2K8-g4U

fuck it why not im going to just sayim kinda sad. im in the military and im getting treated like a kid every day all day. like im counted up like once every 2 hours, i have a bedtime i have a curfew i have all my mail checked i have all my bags examined when i walk into the building and while im working its basically just standing for 5 hours staring at a door saluting people who will find some way to bitch at me. like im willing to die for this country can you just fucking treat me with a little trust and respect? also im into a girl and she mentions not being able to go watch movies (we need partners to leave base) she just kinda ignores me when i offer to go hella cute though

fuck OP im posting furry porn

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Military sucks when they don't have an actual plan for you.

your grandma is 5 years old?

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We all gotta experiment to find that limit, not too much, not too little. For me its around six shots and a couple beers, then I'm in the goldylock zone of reduced anxiety but not acting like a complete idiot. The key isn't to not fuck up, the key is to not sperg out when you do but rather play it off. I know this sounds retarded but it actually helps to practice by yourself, imagine yourself just having said or done something autistic and then figure out how to play it cool. Practice is the enemy of panic

aaaaand here we go

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OP here, thanks for bumping the tread, how considerate of you

yo hella true!

how the fuck do you wreck a train just like GO FORWARD MOTHER FUCKER

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>how the fuck do you wreck a train just like GO FORWARD MOTHER FUCKER

get a load of this nigger who doesnt know trains cant stop on a dime when theres a problem and the momentum of the moving mass can do many things when an outside force interferes

its not about bumping your thread its about posting porn in your anti porn thread faggot

Careful with that edge ma boy

But it achieves the same goal so we all win. It even brings in other people who might come in for the furry but stay for the stories.

I hit a car while reversing, i didn't look at the mirror, it wasn't a big hit, the other driver came out of the car, me to, and we both looked at the rear/front of the cars, nothing broken or scratched, he was with a "tired" attitude, telling me i should looked, i say sorry multiple times, after less than a minute he got in his car, i did the same and just drive off.

Since it happened (3 days ago) i have been thinking about it constantly, feeling really anxious (what if her car was actually damaged? What if he knows my parents and recognize the car?...), I cant focus into anything, i just feel defeated and really anxious.

Probably some day, a thing worst than that will happen, and I will just kill my self. I think I'm going to look some porn to evade myself

this entire thread is gay
pic related

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You just posted cringe
You are going to loose subscriber

"outside forces" fuck off just keep going forward like why the fuck would there be an issue

I'm 30 and that's why I've never had a drink immediately after work. I know it's a habit I'll never be able to break if I start.

Ain't a bad habit if you can keep it to one or two, go further and you start getting into trouble

Please continue, we all need a good laugh now and then

oh lets see.. stuff on the tracks, train going too fast, trains overloaded, dumbass people tryig to beat the railroad crossing get their car stuck on the tracks and the train hits it because trains need a few miles to be able to stop... shit like that

this entire thread is a laugh. one big joke

A little oof that no one read this but I warned as much. Either way, it felt good to write out. I gotta get to the movies. I hope you all work things out as well.

Later boys.

Which we all need now and then.

Mein neger

quit trying to blame cars for shitty train design problems

That's a shitty thing to do, but if there's no damage you'll probably be fine.

So where is all that furry porn we were promised?

Just grooving on the idea of self-image and just important it actually is for man to develop a strong self-image.

This is true, if you don't feel confident in yourself noone else will either

I'm feeling optimistic for once in my life. Have had a gf for the past 1.5 year, and last night i finally opened up to her about my baggage, primarily guilt (from being a gullible fuck and got guilt tripped), and though i was fearful of her response, i went balls to the wall and let it all out.
just to mention, all my life I've been a shut in, mainly because of such amazing parents that I've had, from whom I've become afraid of social interactions, confrontation, and general fear of people acting negatively towards me (to which i react instantly with a defensive flinch); and that me opening up was a huge step for me, and made me feel better with a good response and acceptance.
overall, feelsgoodman
how's with you?

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I was a retard who was obsessed with some young Russian waitress I met at Grand Teton national Park. So much so that I drove 2000 miles because the bitch said she would kayak with me.

She kept making fucking excuses as to why she could not. And I saw. Dead body on my way there from some poor soul who flew out his windshield. There was a tarp covering the body but it was bloody. It could have been me... Fucking never ever doing that again.

Those blue eyes and her red hair and hairstyle made me so attached. But she was flat and had no be boobs. She was young tho.

Would give all my money away for a wife like her who could give me 7 kids.

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I'm just here for the ride user.

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Bro I was a shut in neet for three years myself, sorted my shit out and now I'm happily married. Life is sweet

Oh and to make matters worse. Seeing that dead body reminded me of a kid who was 17 that I knew who I could not save. I had to watch this poor kid fall off a roof and fracture his entire skull. I drank for the first time in 1 yr had 3 drinks and got so drunk I began to cry uncontrollably. Because the accident should have happened to me. I was 1 foot step from falling where he did when he told me to move and that he would push the piece of sheet roof himself.

Got arrested and had to pay 1000 for my car getting towed. Police fucking suck dick. Said the staff thought I was suicidal. And got me with public intoxication. No fucking wonder we have mass shootings. If I was poor and loving paycheck to paycheck like 90% of population I would want to kill myself.

No problem, my thread is open for all

Life's pretty rough right now. I turn 20 on Monday, and haven't had a job since my Junior year of highschool. Tried to do the whole college thing but my professors were cunts and my classmates were worse. I'm just skating by living with my folks and running off of cash from odd jobs, playing D&D every week with my best friends, and generally trying not to sink into depression. Overall shit ain't too bad, I guess.

It's saturday night and there's nothing worthwhile to do where I live. right now I'm listening to the radio and posting on Yea Forums while drinking and smoking weed. anybody else here listen to the radio?

Your image looks like a place I'm planning to visit while on a week long trip to Japan next month. A friend and I are going to Tokyo and I've never been out of the U.S. before so I'm nervous but really excited. We're going to spend a couple of days in Akihabara checking out all the anime and gamer culture stuff, probably a day in Shinjuku for the Robot Restaurant, a samurai museum and playing Pachinko, then doing a day trip to Nikko to see Tosho-gu Shrine and Kegon Falls at lake Chuzenji (pic related)

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Where I come from fines and shit like that are decided in relation to income, a dui for a poorfag may be 100$, for rich cunts I've heard as high as 70 000$

tanq good, hendricks better.

Bro if you wanna tip on a career anyone can do, get into car wrapping. Once you get the hang of it its easy to start your own business

My image is my hometown in Norway. It does look remarkably similar though less steep there than here. Have a fun trip, sounds like a blast

Your Psychic? Weird phrasing dude. See a psychologist but I'm glad you're in a better place. You seem a little schizo to be honest but hey we all got problems.

Glad you're good. See someone. Enjoy life.

listen bud you have to take up the invite. Leave phone at home. Don't drink more than two. You'll have fun, trust me.

younger the recovery is faster

hey me too man, i went from a fat, friendless, virgin neet living in one of my family's houses with my piece of shit brother

now i'm still fat, friendless, and a virgin, but i have a pretty nice job writing software for a medical company. got my own apartment, my own space, pretty good salary. i decided to basically give one last iteration at becoming semi-normal and being a functional person. it somehow worked.

weird how it sometimes worked out in the end. I do acknowledge it was very miserable to get here, though.

I'll have to look into it, but it seems like something I could do. I've been making 200ish a week fixing shit for old people and tweakers so I'll do literally anything at this point.

Very cool, I envy people who live in beautiful places like that. I live in Kansas in the U.S. which is like the flattest, most boring landscape you can imagine besides a desert. If all of my family weren't here and I hadn't landed a really good career I would consider moving. When you live somewhere like that do you get used to the scenery or does it still amaze you whenever you stop to look around?

why are you anxious about it? It's done man let the river flow. Plus snds like no dmg

or sell drugs no shit.

It didn't before but I moved away for some years and then back, now I smile every time I look out the window. Damn I missed this place when I was away

Thats good for supplementing your income but big brother gets suspicious if you have no legal income at all

I make 2000/week with wrapping so I'd say it would be an upgrade

damn, good for you dude. I'm definitely gonna have to look into that shit.

Glad to help, good luck!

Yea Forums has changed a lot since I started in 2005.

Trips speak truth

And I used to be a mod too.

I am obligated to reply (I am required to respond to all inquires because freedom of information is a dictum of my enslavement). I don't want to but I have to.

So, what is going to happen: The Jet-stream is slowing and developing a blocking condition that will cause "storms" to stall. What you know as "storms" can be far worse than your experience understands. Storms can be far more powerful and remain in place longer than you can currently conceive.

More powerful storms than you can imagine are about to develop and they will destroy most of the world you know. Starting in the developed northern hemisphere they will wipe out the most developed nations and then will change the climate and starve the remaining billions.

Those who survive will inherit a dry, dust filled world where all the old things will be dying and falling into dust and forgetfulness.

I don't give a fuck if you understand or believe. I paid a lot just to be here and part of the price is to spew this shit before the soon to be dead.

Good luck! BTW, the future hates you in way you can't begin to comprehend.

Your cell phone is amazing! You stupid fuck.

Well, that escalated quickly

Well, I really like the music from this country. How about you, can you recommend me some songs from where you are? in return I could do the same for you, OP

Here is a small selection, a few folk songs and some rap

youtu.be/n7OnhakOZSw
youtu.be/AdbipsPBtGg
youtu.be/dD8C7NI15zM
youtu.be/RUlaiQc9Vpg