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Write what's on your mind Veeky Forums.

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my qt milf boss called me cute at our office party. Feels good mane

Social media is a cancer and has completely damaged social interaction

true, and the worst lie we tell ourselves is that Veeky Forums isn't social media

Definitely, however it's a different animal than those of snapchat, instagram, facebook, and twitter which I think are the biggest problems

I want people to know I'm better than them, which is why I ensure they know what books I'm reading, or what music I'm hearing, and I'm always enraged whenever my delusions are proven false and someone reveals they consumed that piece of media far before me. If I'm not the first to do it, or the only one doing it, I become resentful. I'm a special snowflake, and I have no intention of changing. I want to sleep.

How so?

It's not. It's an online image board where you're anonymous. You have no loyalties here, and can stop coming here at any time you wanted.

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I saw this cat on the front page of reddit. Now I assume that you go to reddit and therefore a fag

>It's not. It's an online image board where you're anonymous. You have no loyalties here, and can stop coming here at any time you wanted.

but ur still doing the same thing as facebook and snapchat, bragging about how great u are, except here it's all anonymous so no one can call u out on your bullshit, it's basically social media for cowards

You're just young and immature

There's more depth to image boards (and social media as a whole) than just bragging about how great you are. You can still use social media in productive ways, and the same goes for online imageboards like Veeky Forums. Don't be so narrow minded.

What's your point? I never said I wasn't.

Veeky Forums mostly for bashing jews, then some of us old timers come here to pose as intellectuals and brag about all the obscure old shit we read, it's nothing noble

>us
>we

You're generalizing. Not everyone is you.

When I was a teenager, I had a summer job as an office assistant. The middle-aged lady I worked under was super nice and always told me how glad she was that I was around. On my last day, she got me this gift basket thing and said she'd miss me.
I masturbated furiously to the thought of her almost every night that summer. Still do, sometimes.

cancer is not the correct word its a virus, as in it spreads itself memetically and consumes whole fields of discourse permanently, turning them into vehicles for itself. the method of dispersion is you, so its not cancerous, but virulent

My dog's feet are leaking.

I could of gone far in life but I decided not to. Looking back, I should of gone all the way.

Wishing there was a way to cleanly scrub away my existence. I don't have the courage to off myself and watching that guy's mom's reaction after he an hero'd has deterred me quite a bit. I couldn't put my mother through such an ordeal. I'll have to wait at least 40 years before I do it and then there's still the issue of siblings...so many loose ends, it's all just so messy. To have never existed in the first place, that would be ideal.

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Perhaps the reason productive hobbies are so difficult to commit to is because they generate very little pleasure at the start, whereas wasteful hobbies are most enjoyable at the start. In the long run, the former becomes much more enjoyable than the latter, but you have to have patience. I've got a PS4 right now, and I could platinum all my games, but that doesn't really mean anything. If I took out my guitar and spent that time practicing for a month, I'd be pretty damn good at a few things, and have something to build on. It's not a dead end.

It's irrational, then, spending all of my day on something I don't take seriously. I have to change.

we are all connected through the medium of text. Veeky Forums is the perfect collaborative book.

but then why am i uploading images? is my mind so culturebound to jpegs?

or is it so much better to be culturebound by language. maybe music and drawings and dance and sculpture would be better forms of communication. maybe forming collaborative online games would be better. i am a programmer after all.

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>How so?
It's breeding narcissism and having your attention other places than the present most of the time.
I go onto snapchat or instagram and I see people posting boring pictures of the sky, like 4 people will have pictures up of the sky when it's pink. As if people can't walk five feet out their door and look at the sky themselves. Or they go out somewhere interesting and HAVE to post a pic, only for the fact they want people to know they're there.

I've been to dinner with people, and they genuinely cannot go 10 minutes without checking their shit. They constantly show me some uninteresting shit someone posted and I can hardly even fake interest. These people have nothing interesting to offer in a conversation.

I know I sound like I think I'm better than them all, but goddamn. Peoples reliance on their phones and their need of instant gratification from social media is ruining proper interaction. I recently stepped away from social media and now can't help but notice how much of an impact it has made

I resonate with this. My friends are sitting near me playing Fortnite and I was just taking a break from practicing guitar by going on Veeky Forums. I encourage you to always pick the more productive option, friend.

Is it true that people will ostracize you if you have no social media presence? I'm anxious of making friends in college for this reason.

Do not underestimate visual communication, user
Also, what language do you write?

I've recently had images of towers falling in my mind, not quite sure as to why.

Some people will. There's definitely people like you out there though, those who have no social media or at least place no importance on it. Don't be too anxious about it

I agree. I can't stand the constant checking people do when I'm out with them. I got rid of my smartphone and it has helped me a lot in meeting new people and talking with them as well as staying in the moment.

Some people will give you shit for it, but others will find it really cool. After a brief explanation, people generally get on board.

Speaking of which, as an autist, this girl I've been seeing is wanting us to share a bottle of wine together and talk/get deep. She doesn't drink much, and thinks this would be a special occasion for her. This has potential, doesn't it, or am I looking into it too much?

Do you ever think of becoming a (professional) musician? Not like topping the charts or anything, but recording an album or playing live shows. It seems like such a far-off dream, but it's totally possible as long as we try.
Appreciate the reassurance, thanks. Sometimes it feels like we live in a completely different world.

What phone do you use now? I still have a lot of reliance on my smartphone due to needing to always be responding to emails for work.

>am I looking into it too much?
She said she wants to drink wine and have a deep talk? Sounds promising to me. Although with girls I have a tendency to always get my hopes up and build things up in my head
I'd say just don't think about it too much and then when it happens just enjoy it for whatever it is

my emotions are so incredibly volatile. i love somebody so much and if they don't reply to a text message, or frown slightly at something i say, i feel deeply sorry and depressed because i know i dont deserve them. then five seconds later if they smile at me or kiss me i feel ridiculously elated. we've been dating for six months now and none of this has been diluted at all. i feel like something is happening to me and i have no control over it at all

that's a large amount of potential.

the other day this gay dude was sort of flirting with me and for the hell of it i flirted back, it was so much more fun that dealing with women, when women flirt it's just a fucking chore

I bought a LG flip phone at Walmart for 20 bucks. I need email for work too, but found that I wasn't really missing much. I can't stress enough how freeing it is. I practically forget about it from time to time. Another benefit is you don't have to text people as much, because they know it takes a long time with T9.

It sounds good to me, and I really like this girl, but I don't want to get my hopes up. I'm a dumb romantic at heart and make too much of a big deal out of little things.

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I think a good stratagem could be to stumble into the grandiose while not going too forward. I'd say use this as an opportunity to test the waters of how compatible you both might be. Women love a man above his own bullshit.

i'm using solipsism as a defense mechanism because i'm such a weird neurotic off-putting autist with major unresolved speech issues that I have trouble with nearly every social situation and being overly cognizant of that fact only causes more stress for me. books for this feel?

that's because he has a male libido you were being a lazy bitch. remember you literally have to earn the right to fuck a woman
Corpus Hermeticum read through a solipsist lens user, do it

there was a time when i was too fucking horny to even listen to Bae 2 by Young Bae cuz the chick on the cover would make me horny and i'd need to wack off, now i can't get horny anymore, i never used to be able to understand those fags who would try to fuck a chick and couldnt get hard, but if some chick tried to seduce me i doubt id get hard, id have to tell her i just wanted to be friends, i don't know what happened, my horniness is just gone, im not even mad its just weird like what happened

>remember you literally have to earn the right to fuck a woman

but that's what i mean, it's a fucking chore, for what, to get a nut off, i can just fap if i need a nut, an orgasm is an orgasm to me, i used to give a fuck %1000 percent, but now i don't care, when i think back to the last time i fucked a chick its not like it was better than fapping

I came really hard the last time I had sex user, I also got really fucking hard too. I'm not satisfied with masturbation at all, I would really like to have sex with a good looking woman and I'm going to predict you will too in the near future. We're built to fuck women, they attract us in nearly every way imaginable. Pretending things are otherwise because its an inconvenience is not worth the loss of social skills. Just pick wisely

i'm gonna get in bed and listen to an audiobook

Do you use drugs? I've been masturbating more or less daily for about a decade and I'm still as horny as when I started the habit at fourteen. The only times I can't get hard are when I'm too drunk or fucked up to function properly.

last time i fucked the girl was so beautiful, maybe that was the problem, i fucked like some model tier chick and it was just like any nut, i mean i came hard cuz i hadnt fapped in ages, but suddenly i realized fucking hot chicks isn much different from fucking not that hot chicks which isnt that different from wacking off, idk man hopefully i'll get horny again some day, but it's springtime i should be jacking it every other day and staring at ass whenever i go outside, but its just not happening

its kinda cool tho because i can retire a lot sooner if i dont waste money on things to please women, and especially if i dont have to buy a big ass house for a bunch of kids, i cant just get some dinky condo in some midtier city and im fucking good to go

i can get hard, but i mean i'd probably have to watch porn for a while or something, even just a couple years ago just talking to a hot chick and staring in her eyes id feel my dick start to stir, now there's just nothing, i dont use drugs anymore, im in shape, eat healthily, idk

what if some guy got stranded on an uninhabited island, and when he tried to build a shelter, the trees and plants started to bleed human blood? That'd be pretty fucked up.

Am I the only one who has problems in finding people with similar personalities and interests? It seems that every male is able only to speak about football(which is almost a religion in my country) and every girl about Instagram and gossip shit. Everytime I read an interesting book, I have nobody to discuss with about it, except some guys on a Sardinian Casu marzu appreciation forum. I'd like a qt indie bookworm gf, but it seems only a mirage

I’ve been really reflecting a lot lately, and I hope some user will read this and give me advice or their thoughts on what has been building up in my mind.

I have been thinking about what is “worth it.” I guess I haven’t gotten super far because I mostly think of common things that I feel are a waste of time.

Paying attention to politics and the news/current events like gun control debate, transgender controversy, etc. feels useless and possibly even a harmful habit. If I vote in every single election for the rest of my life, at the end of my life the results would be the same as if I had never voted at all. One vote will never decide an election. Sure, if everyone thought this way, that would be a problem. But I’m not influencing everyone. I’m making a decision individually. Is it really worth it for me to get upset over some political disagreement with someone I know, or to have a sharp stance on something like gun control to the point that I rage at these walkouts happening? If I let an election ruin my day or even put me in a bad mood for months (as happens with many people I know) that’s not a good thing. I feel it’s emotional and intellectual energy wasted. I’m considering divorcing myself from it completely so that I can use that energy and focus on something more worthwhile.

Even film, which I used to love, feels mostly pointless to me. I used to want to watch all the great films, first as a pleb I watched the IMDb top 250, then I got into classic golden age Hollywood, then more art film, obscure (to normies) films like Jodorowsky, Tarkovsky, Bresson, Wim Wenders etc. even those I think are only marginally beneficial. And when it comes to the films lauded today, I can’t get behind them either, the writing in Blade Runner 2049 felt so basic to me, and they covered it up with long takes and James Turrell style sets. Manchester by the Sea was predictable to me beyond words. I no longer expect film to provide me with any sort of deeper truth for life. I’ve learned much more from reading. I appreciate film as an aesthetic creation that elicits emotion but basically no more than that. I used to value it so much more. Basically now I just watch 40s noir films and Grace Kelly’s filmography because I have a fixation, but it’s all popcorn to me now. I can’t justify it, even as someone who hopes to one day be an artist (in the broad sense, I want to write of course). It’s consumption.

Pursuing financial success feels like a temporary band-aid for my problem too. But it is one that I am wrestling with. Having a family some day and being able to buy your kids clothes that make them feel good about themselves, putting them in good schools with tutors, good healthcare, money for things like braces, accutane, health foods, a physical therapist, allowing them to try activities and club sports (which cost money), teaching them how to handle money well, all feels like worthy pursuits that require money. Maybe if I could provide that my kids could be the normal people that I would never dream of becoming. Of course there is also the risk that will turn your kids into assholes. But, sometimes it does feel pointless beyond making enough money to secure yourself a small, clean living space in a desirable place to live, and shunning the normal traps of consumerism like a nice car, gadgets, vacations, etc.

I guess consuming is the main problem I’m having. Internet addiction (Veeky Forums) and social media addiction is the same negativity (which I also struggle to reign in). Even books can become something similar, though perhaps not as bad. If we are only taking inwards, is that not a problem too?

Perhaps the solution is to create something? Getting into a skilled trade like carpentry or developing a business like being a potter or jeweler sounds fulfilling and worthwhile to me. But really at the core of it I feel the thing most worthwhile is creating art. I don’t know if I can articulate why. It’s a pursuit that lives on past your own life. Even if it’s just my great grandkids reading my novel or some of my poems out of curiosity, that feels nice to me. And if you have more success, even better. Being a painter or a musician feels similar to me as well, and I think it’s okay to consume a lot if you are also creating. All the great writers read very heavily and it helped them synthesize those experiences into better communicating their own story. If you’re a songwriter, I think it’s all right to listen to the Beatles or Bob Dylan or Woody Guthrie, whatever artist you admire, if it helps you become better at creating. But if you’re not creating you’re just consuming, and for me that eventually becomes disappointing and it doesn’t make me happy. I have nothing to show for it except knowledge which I don’t put to any kind of purpose.

I think if I really can hope to ever be happy as a depressive, I have to start creating really earnestly and throw myself into it with my whole heart.

There is also the human relationships and the happiness that comes from friendship and love, but I’ve gone on much too long already and I am unsure about those things.

I think I need to leave this place. I’ve been here for two years and familiarized myself with the major and minor authors that are recommended. At this point, my lit addiction is generally just keeping me from reading as much as I would if I didn’t go here. Very rarely in a recommendation thread do I see an author that I have no awareness of.

My main life goal is to be a good writer. So what am I getting out of being here that will help me continue to improve? I don’t post in critique threads because I don’t want my work traced back to here. Most of the discussion isn’t very good. I notice maybe one insightful post a month, and the rest of the time I’m just entertaining myself with memes and jokes that I get satisfaction out of because they are related to my obsession, literature and writing.

What’s worth it? Or am I just amusing myself and placing a stumbling block between me and success as a writer?

Polly the NP-girl


there exists a path:
cos although arcs intersect
and though heads turn and voices project,
we stand silent, cornered, can't laugh
odd nodes, stuck,
to be cut
from the social graph

in an NP-world,
i'd be satisfied
with the shine of your hair
and your effervescent eyes.
but if that's not the case,
and you can't see
any nodes past the fringe
of adjacency,
then for all thoughts that cycle,
and for all variants i run,
and for all drinks and hot air,
hearts and
absent fun;
i won't know —
what words to breathe,
what tangents to twine,
what assumptions to believe —
if that link to you, on which i depend,
can't even verified by the night's end

iff you can see me,
then we can see we
please
help me
prove poly

i think i am legitimately addicted to pornography and it worries me.

I always think about how my life could have been way different if only I listened to my inner voice, and was brave enough to act upon it.
In reality I'm just living by the system, therefor I feel like my thoughts are meaningless.

I miss my cat.

A prince of Orange, am I , free and fearless
The King of Spain, I have always honoured
To live in fear of God, I have always attempted
Because of this i was ousted, bereft of my land and my people

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I wish I was that cat

i like this

What about the proof that some autist was posting a month ago on Veeky Forums? I was too tired to read it.

>dem anapaests

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Maybe I've had too much coffee but feel like I should drink more in order to force a healthy shit. I should be researching my state's cottage food laws and see how much a booth costs at a farmers market. Happy I'll see some friends at a show tonight, get a chance to slam dance. I need to work out today. Why do I still miss her and think about the times we fucked every morning when I wake up. Looking forward to lunch at a dirty taco joint in spic-town with my best friend tomorrow. I feel like we aren't as close as we used to be. Should I vocalize this.

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My parent's split up after 25 years of marriage and my second cat died last week. Makes me wonder how much in life is really concrete. Obviously things change, but I'm still sitting here watching anime and doing nothing with my life.

I come here to learn

I don't know how to start my novel without it reading disjointed.

I'm going through a list of quotes I've written down.
Currently I'm at
>"My gender is texan, My pronouns are yeehaw and howdy"

Nothing really brings me joy in life right now other than cum town.

WHY THE FUCK NOBODY EVER TALKS ABOUT HART CRANE REEEEEEEEEEEE

Because he's not an entry level pseud.

I am so lost.

I'll be heading back to uni this upcoming semester and I don't have any idea what I'll major in. I'll probably default to philosophy but i don't think I can take anymore compute science courses. While I value education, getting a job is so crucial and I'm not willing to end up in a dead end career. I go to a good school but it everyone makes it sound majoring in anything but STEM or business will leave you jobless if you don't stay in academia. I won't quit this time because I took a year off in order to get my shit together because depression was making it so hard to maintain any shred to live. I finally processed through it so there's something, but god damn I'm not at home with this world anymore.

Are there good odds getting a job if I major in somehting like philosophy?

>pic related

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I laughed.

Do any of you place any credence in your dreams? Do any of you keep a dream journal? If so, do you feel it has benefitted you in any way?

I don't think dreams are premonitions, but I do believe they often suggest things about you or maybe a problem you're going through. I'm wondering if keeping a dream journal could help me sort through these thoughts

Good stuff, NP-completely blew me away.
I shall die this day.

I majored in something I loved. I now live at home and work a job that doesn't require any degree. I make about 1/4 of what all my STEM friends are making. I'm very poor and very bored and very unhappy. To answer your question: if you or your family know people and have connections, yes. If you don't, probably not.

Your cat wasn't, clearly. But seriously, sorry about your parents. It's difficult when unknown truths surface about the foundational people in your life.

I kept a dream journal for a few years. It was cool, and the word document was so long that it would stutter and slow down when trying to scroll through it all. I mainly kept it to remember my dreams long enough so I could discuss them over the phone with a girl I liked who went to college in a different state. Well, I more than liked her, I essentially loved her. Or at least I thought I did at the time. And maybe I still do. Back then I thought she felt the same way about me. Why else would we spend hours and hours on the phone, talking about everything, talking about silly dreams? Anyway, she fucked another guy and I stopped keeping the journal.

I appreciate the response

I'm worried that taking a year off from school after graduating has put me too far behind all my friends, and I will be forced to watch them all live very happy, and successful lives while they pity me. I wish them the best, but just wish that I went with them instead of being lazy.

I'm in the same situation. Trust me, if they're really your friends they won't mind. You'll also make new friends at uni and you'll forget it.

Looking on what I wrote, it sounds very bleak. I should mention that I'm only a couple years out from college. I still have hope that I can get a good (or at least better) job soon and plan to move out as soon as I save up a few thousand dollars. I don't expect to live this way forever. Though if I do, I suppose I will have to learn to find other ways to be happy.

I've decided to kill myself. Going to burn charcoal in an enclosed space (broken down minivan). Probably will wait until early April to see if my psychiatrist can get me sleeping pills beforehand. He offered a prescription last time but I didn't want to seem like a pill fiend. Stupid. I'll just tell him the new antidepressants are making it hard to sleep, which is true.

It just seems that business want STEM majors but then after a while they are unable to move up to higher managing positions. This is from what I know from siblings and family members with jobs, and that demand is shifting away from STEM partly. Especially considering STEM has been the prioritized field for the past 50 years or so. My current thought is to major in philosophy and roll the dice that my current math and computer science credits will show that I'm capable.

I don't know, it all seems so fucked tbhh

i'm sad tonight

Sad user. That sucks, but LDR sucks so probably for the best it ended

I've had dreams about zombie power rangers, and chinese empresses canibalizing her own kingdom to radiation sandstorm turning people into retards with spatulas to kissing my high school crush to getting ran over by trains.
The only thing a dream means is that you aren't drinking enough water during the day.

eww nasty

good

that's not very nice

I never have any dreams like that. Mine are always very grounded in reality. Most of my dreams deal with relations with people. Like seriously, nothing supernatural ever happens in any of my dreams

try education and join the pyramid scheme of teaching philosophy

Listen to cum town before you make your final decision.

You aren't missing out on anything. I once had a dream where I spent what felt like an hour paraylized staring at a corpse as it screamed at me, while I was frozen and unable to move or make a sound. Just waking up was a feat on it's own and I could barely lift my covers. I only eventually wrestled out my bed in fear of going back to sleep so soon after waking up, since if you go to sleep you'll go back to the same dream.

But more often then not, I get visited by the three witches who will make me have three very long, taxing dreams through the night. One night I had to visit a family in a mansion where the rich couple had three daughters, but only two were alive, the eldest was a ghost from a village that raided by a tank crew that killed their commander after a mutiny. there's more to it, but I don't want to bore people about my dreams

I'm not a nice guy >:^)

I used to have dreams like that but now my dreams are just like normal life except my friends die.

That sounds foreboding. It's probably nothing though

I;ve already listened to almost every episode, paid for premium for about a month even. really enjoyed Nick doing meatwad in the last one

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I miss my autism Veeky Forums. Since I've started trying to actually live my life I've changed. I miss my disdain for everything and everybody. I miss being able to not take anything seriously. I miss my old cruel, cold and indifferent universe, my cosmic mechanicism, the aimless burning of the stars. I miss my old elitistic solipsism that lived only through interior life and I miss masturbating at 4am to hentai videogames and feeling like there was nothing wrong it. Now I have thoughts like "transcendency, consciousness, history, world". I feel the need to sublate myself in something bigger than me to win death. I don't want to empathize with people anymore, I want to look down on them from the psychical depths of my room as I did before.
My old self feels betrayed.

Made my mom cry today.

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was it cuz u told her ur gonna get ur balls removed and larp as a girl?

snapchat is the worst one

>old man yells at cloud
quick, how many beyonce songs can you name off the top of your head?

If it's less than 15 then you're a broke dork and I don't need to talk to you

did u ever see that youtube of hillary clinton at hot97 or whatever? they ax her whats in her bag and shes like "hot sauce!" with a straight face, the host is like "bitch u tryna pander? we not feelin it" and she's like "yeah, is it workin!?" with that big dumb smile, and the dnc is still baffled by why black voters didnt show up at the polls

Life is neither good or bad it’s just life.