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I wonder if all the suffering I've contrived for myself will actually lead to anything, or will it just continue forever?
My twenties are almost over and I haven't done anything.
I busted a raw nut in my gf yesterday and the day before. It was ok at best. I jacked it twice later on because it felt better.
Every decision I've ever made in my life has been a mistake. I am a mediocrity, no, that's too kind. I am not even that. I am a failure, a loser, a fuck-up, a waste of space, a goof off, a ne'er do well, a sadsack, a retard, a scumbag, a creep, a weirdo, a fragile, oversensitive virginal dork. I am ready to gas myself. It's been a long time coming.
I got these huge blisters on the back of my feet from shoveling snow last week. They still haven't healed so I'm currently picking at the scab.
Is it really my fault that I'm so weak and pathetic and stupid? It's my nature, isn't it? Some people are simply genetic garbage with defective brains. We didn't choose to be born this way, to have these repulsive personalities and idiotic characteristics. I've tried to be strong and better myself, really, but I break so easily. My nerves are shot, they're always shot. I can't bring myself to just not care, to ignore, to focus, to direct.
I'm tired of being nervous and unhappy all the time. It's exhausting. I don't take pleasure from the same things that others do, and the things that stress seem to injure my delicate pussy sensibilities twice as much as others. This isn't right. Human beings shouldn't have to live like this. A life spent in timidity and failure is not one worth living.
Literally nothing feels as good as dodging a girl's attempts to shit test you and jerk you around with her feminine wiles just to boost her own ego.
Freedom from slavery to pussy is a gnostic accomplishment. Pussy is samsara. It is only illusion and temptation. Only when you are free from pussy's grip over your life do you realize how low you had fallen into the base material plane. Pussy is Ahriman. I am like Neo at the end of The Matrix now, and clits are trying to punch me really fast like Agent Smith. They can call me a virgin and I just say, "No," and all the accusations of virginity fall on the floor like Desert Eagle .50 calibre bullets. I am invincible now, I am also like Jet Li in "The One."
are you an aspiring writer?
look on the bright side, take it easy, deep breathes, relax, most of the negativity in your mind is perpetuated by yourself, things arent so bad, if you get caught in thinking about yourself:bad bad bad, you will feel bad.. stop, just accept simplicities of goodness
The most rational way to live is to follow human nature. We search for objective truths and discuss the mysteries, but nobody knows anything. I'm a human and there are other humans on this planet. I wanna have sex and talk to other humans and have kids and be liked by others. These are the only desires I understand, the only desires I need.
I have a bad cold and slept four hours last night. This sickness has stopped me completely in my tracks from reading and writing. I can't imagine what it would like to have a disease or some type of cancer. I would probably have to sit months on end in a room not even thinking of reading or writing, just sitting quietly waiting for the pain to end.
We should write more, lads.
I anyone is interested what OP image is from:
I'm in my early twenties and I'm coming to terms with the fact I'm a generic potato brained moron like 99% of earth's population. I've never had a single original thought in my life, and even what I'm typing now has been understood and written about so often as to become cliché. I'm trying to decide where to go from here, if "here" is a starting point.
I am also like Jet Li in "The One."
Made me laugh
rome wasn't built in a day and neither will any impressiveness your life contains
are you an aspiring writer?
I really don’t want to stay here for the summer. I want to go home.
I know the feeling, I have the same thoughts too. The only positive thing I can say is that at least we are now self-aware. Many people live under the impression that they have the talent and potential to be a great artist/writer just because they spent four years at an expensive university. My advice is to read and write extensively every single day. Don't give up, 99% of the troglodytes on this earth have already given up.
Going to the city again becuase a friend wants to go. Barely have any money from last time.
I write comedy occasionally. I have a knack for making people laugh in everyday life and I'm trying to see if that translates to the page
This is also true. Although ignorance can sometimes be bliss, especially of one's own mediocrity
I feel I need to do something, but am unsure what that "something" is.
I spent two years travelling with a carnival, proving myself capable of hard labor and gaining experiences along the way. Had my first love, tried heroin, mostly low class scumbag shit but still fun.
I spent the last year making a name for myself in the graffiti scene of the city I settled in. Girls I talk to on tinder drop my tag name to other graff writers hoping to gain "respect", kids send me messages on social media asking me to help with their sketches (when all they need do is practise), and old washed up writers ask me to show them spots. The emptiness and vapidity of the scene is quickly getting to me, but I feel no excitement at anything else.
Maybe I will try my hand at train hopping, which has always interested me. Graffiti and rail culture are closely intertwined you know. Hopefully I will be somewhere more stimulating in a month's time :)
pussy pussy pussy marijuana juana
met a qt hungarian exchange student the other day and she's coming over tomorrow
should i hide all my commie stuff?
Jacked off to some degenerate porn on /gif/ earlier today and I’ve been disgusted with myself since
There anything I can do to flush out the feelings of shame quicker
nothing i read satisfies me, so I write
nothing you can do tonight. Go to sleep now. Tomorrow, stop watching porn. It's really that simple
hahahaha same except it wasn't that bad compared to what you probably saw
how can i avoid putting the act "sex" on a pedestal?
People from ex soviet states tend to severely dislike communism so yes
I've spent the last year and a half in the trenches of a philosophical/scientific/literary journey, and I'm honestly overjoyed that I went through it because I came out of it with some intense ideas and a lot of realizations, not to mention some promising writing. I think I'm ready to go back into what is saying, just like I have before, even a few times in the last year, but I'll need something else to focus on. Of course that's writing, since that's been my thing since I was a kid, but what will be the backbone? I want to follow my internal self down to the pit where Rimbaud or Jarry went, but of course I won't be a genius like them. I just want to go in instead of out for once and see if I'm capable of making something completely novel. When I transfer out to a university, with nobody knowing me and me knowing nobody, I hope to be a new person, finally letting my eccentricities loose on the world. I want to stop being rational, and start being a free spirit where everything feels like absinthe and everything I write comes from that pit that every person has but doesn't know how to find. As far as regular life goes, I'm agreeing with user; I made that decision as a little kid, then in middle school, and now, on the precipice of real life adulthood, I am again.
I needa get laid, get a gf (hopefully to go down the hole together with), become a full-on person. I also want to stop going online, find some cool nature shit to spend my time with, idk.
Who else is feeling this?
You don't go insane in one bad night. You go insane in one thousand bad nights. And one thousand nights is really only less than four years. Sure, it seems like a long time but driving someone insane is quite trivial if you are a parent raising a child. It's not hard at all if you simply just don't care.
I've ventured down many felonious paths and criminality seemed to be my only specialty aside from reading. One girl I fell in a deep limerence for, the first time my heart ever encountered love but it was a false flag. She was a whore who didn't hold an ounce affection for me and that shattered my view of women but even though it was trivial, a brief fling of youth that was destined to quickly expire, it truly damaged my sense of self. Now I write novels that go nowhere, I drink, I read, and I shoot guns all day. I'm bettering myself but I'll never be whole. A chasm, a rift, there is a hole which literature cannot fill, and my truest friends are people I've never met, authors long dead who shared the same plight as I and have no words to find succor in.
Absolutely wrong. The fact that you don't know shit doesn't mean noone does. Don't seek desires full of selfishness.
Reading YA fiction to "see what the big deal is" makes me yearn for something a bit more high brow but I don't think I could honestly handle anything that isn't fiction.
I wish there was a way to unread something.
It wasn't even a book or anything. It was just a five word sentence, but I can't stop thinking about it.
"You are such a fag"
I just registered to get my GeD or diploma at 22 years old. Just took my placement test and scored high enough I can just enter into a pre algebra class and not have to take a writing class.
Im so ready to pursue my goals
"I fucked Kyle, so sorry"
"Saliva is just filtered blood."
I made my peace with being gay almost 13 years ago now.
don't seek desires full of selfishness
All desires are selfish, I'm just seeking the desires that unquestionably benefit me. I believe in spirituality but there's nothing guaranteed. I'm not devoting my life to something I'm not certain about. If I suffer from this decision, so be it.
I found my autistic soulmate but she's 20 years older than me and professionally unable to reciprocate
When you realize that, against the majority of the forces of nature, any one piece of your body is nothing but pudding, and (despite your previous feelings of its immutable presence) the threat of your body being obliterated like slush looks you in the eye, that is terror.
the czech side of my family says otherwise. You're thinking of shitholes like Russia or Poland that like to blame their natural shitiness on politics
My twenties are almost over and I haven't done anything.
please don't remind me
my thirties are almost over and haven't done anything, whatever happened in your 20 is just going to repeat in your 30s, it doesnt get better or worse, its just more of the same, once you become an adult and finish school nothing else really happens its just the same shit every year but a little different and with a nicer phone
I am going to turn my life around
Why do I feel so sad thinking about the girls/women that I've had brief relationships with? There's really nothing to be sad about, other than things not working out. Maybe it's that I'm alone and my life is going nowhere, while all of them seem to be moving forward and making progress in various aspects of their lives. Is it jealousy then? A sort of sorrow knowing that people can't truly reach success without leaving me behind?
have sex and realize its the same as fapping but some chick is fapping u with her pussyhole instead of your hand
it's not though
sorry but it is, the only difference is u get to brag about it after to ur bros instead of feeling ashame
Good for you man. Keep up the good work.
most people are wrapping up their undergrad at stanford at 22 and applying to law school, lmao way to fail at life...but better late than never i suppose, hate to break it to u tho but high school diploma is completely worthless they give those away to any black kid who shows up more than 50% of the time and doesnt commit any felonies on school property, it signifies nothing, not trying to rain on your parade just getting u ready for reality
Reading the unabomber's manifesto effected me more than I thought it would, lame as it sounds. I am pretty goddamn liberal, and I do often feel a lot of the things mentioned in his manifesto. I also have started to notice the truth of some of the things he talks about. I am making a conscious effort to be more positive and instead of campaigning, just treat everyone else well. I'm not sure what else to do, life is kind of hard. Still feel crushing loneliness.
There are two types of people in this world
I want to learn so much, but have so little time to do it. Immortality better be being made by the time i'm like 50 so that i can just sit back and study all the thing I want
liberal reads serial killer's insane manifesto and gets his mind blown
this is what happens the first time some liberal kid reads something more radical than the shit on late night comedy shows, normally it would be the communist manifesto during the first semester of intro to western civ at college, but this is Veeky Forums and its mostly retards, so baby's first radical thought is instead its some serial terrorists idiotic manifesto
serial killers insane manifesto
serial terrorists idiotic manifesto
Anyone who's actually read it at least gives an honest criticism. It may not be 100% true, especially the revolutionary activism part, but it contains truth that isn't commonly understood.
i got a shittier phone because i hate apps and barely text anyone
if it werent for my desire to not disappoint my parents maybe i would take a chance and find a way to stop disappointing my parents... lol
hey at least you parents are capable of being disappointed that must be sort of motivating, i have weak hippy parents who are just happy when i'm happy, i could live in poverty working a super easy part time job and just shitpost on Veeky Forums all fucking day and theyd be like "were proud that you're living life on your terms" or some shit, oh wait thats what i'm doing rn
my twisted world is so much more insightful and just an overall more compelling read
i got a song for u bro
I miss having feelings.
My twenties are almost over, and I've done all sorts of things. Most of them could be considered personal growth opportunities, I guess, but I none of them will make me any money.
love lil xan desu
idk its kinda just depressing. they definitely encouraged me to become a fledgling-cosmopolitan and I'm not into it. glad i have a family that loves me but i have some serious guilt over the money they spent on my education.
yeah i actually did do some cool shit in my 20s dont get me wrong, but like now that its over those memories dont pay my rent or fap my dick u feel me
i need to read something fun or at least interesting, this canon slog is boring as shit
its about the journey not the destination
its about how you behave in the present rather than how you did in the past or whatever the future brings
follow ur heart, just b urself
deciding where to go from here
if you don't know u don't no but maybe thats fine, u don't know really
im not one to tell people what to do so maybe ill talk about how i would answer the question and let u figure it out for urself: i am going from being a loser to being a winner, weak to strong, feminine to masculine, acted to actor, coward to gorilla, consumer to creator, academic failure to phd, 100k debt to millionaire wallstreet quant, 160lbs to 260,0 girlfirends to more than 0 girlfriends, ignorable to inimatable, unflexible to flexible
GODDAMN I HAVE LIGHTNING IN MY VEINS NEVER BEFORE HAVE I WANTED TO FIGHT AND FUCK AND SCREAM AS I DO NOW, AND I DO SCREAM, the fighting and the fucking should come later i imagine, rather, they will come later ;)
whether you believe you can or you cannot, you are right! fuck Veeky Forums i gotta reel in my addictions, its too easy to open my laptop and waste time on the internet hunched over hungry neglecting responsibilities and the possibility of what i could have done with the time. when you want to succeed as much as you want to breathe, then you will be successfull also i should stop starting smoking pot since im never use responsible like i trick myself in to thinking i could
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I came from a shitty child hood, and delt with depression my entire life, but good for them, I just got a car a few months ago and work 2 jobs. Equality isa bitch, eh?
My goals are really high and I don't think many people could overcome what I have gone through and done.
i make my own rules bitch
I agree, its a joke how easy it is to get out now that I know how.
cool story bro
holy shit, this sudden diarrhea
what do you guys think of this(you think it would be wrong to prefer one over the other, because they both contain unique positive qualities?):
What did you do to get out of your depressed state?
The shelter closes at 7:30. That's also when the mall doors open so you only freeze for a little while, depending on how your legs are today. The security will harass you out of course, then you go underground to the car park. State monopoly begins selling alcohol at 9am. Not to a drunken person but the mornings are different of course. Nobody wants arguments or people cramping there. There aren't benches in the library lobby anymore as you're not wanted. So back to the mall, maybe buy some food, back to the underground. The shelter opens again at 9pm.
I love to write, I feel like I've improved a lot as a writer, and people who read my writing seem to enjoy it. But sometimes I wonder if I'm ever going to get there. What good is people telling you you're a good writer if it's so hard to get anything published? I'm worried I'll never get to the mountaintop.
A coworker of mine broke of with her longterm boyfriend on my advice to do it. The reason being is that she is an incredibly insecure person who needs to learn to be independent, and she was only staying in the relationship because she would immediately value her self less because she didnt know where her future would be without some man in her life
Little did I know that she was already setting up a rebound and is now dating him. I feel like I wasted so much time trying to make her understand what her problem was, and I can only imagine that this will end badly
Anyone want to help me edit my novel?
I'm ... going to medical school and becoming a surgeon. No clue where I'll be in my 20s though. 10 years of anguish followed by 20+ years of a six figure job. That's how I see it, and I don't know if I'm being foolish. I suspect I am. I am foolish.
I've got this too, I want to leave analysis behind and embrace pure feeling.
In your 20s? How young are you? Should you be that confident about admission and all?
Stuck in the desert, in the middle of nowhere, far from home. The air reeks of garbage and human waste. Flies are everywhere and they literally attack you as soon as you leave any building. I'm surrounded by people at all times, yet as always I feel alone. Even so, I still miss the peace and quiet of my apartment, the reflective conversations with myself in dark solitude.
I work myself to the bone just to escape debt and poverty, but I often ask myself if it's even worth it, Going from one exhausting trial to another just to avoid as much suffering as possible and hopefully attain some level of freedom.
Despite all this, I've never wished for a different outcome, as all of my experiences are what made me who I am now. To wish for a different fate would be to basically wish I was another person, and I quite like who I am, regardless of all the failure and disappointment I've experienced,
The rights of the individual in society dwarf the needs of the community. Without equal merit given to each individual perspective in the construction of rules/laws, those who are left disadvantaged are prisoners of the prosperous. Furthermore, if all men are equal in a state of nature then there is no authority with which one can attempt to regulate the action of another man. Any claim of domain over the actions of man in an effort to create a society which benefits the collective community, without the unanimous consent of the individuals comprising the community, must be done by force and should be considered slavery.
Your feelings are entirely your own. To truly find introspection you must do what you wish as you wish it. Allowing the thoughts of other to influence your mind, even for a moment, will bar an unhindered view of your ego in its entirety.
This hayfever medicine has made me extremely drowsy.
I've made a lot of personal breakthroughs since my recent move and yet I still feel off. I've spent more time at home this month than I did when I was in high school. The only place I go outside of work is the gym, and due to how utterly rude everyone there is I just go in, do my workout, then leave. The only person who I kinda talk to work always wants to talk about safe shit that isn't worth discussing. She'll even interrupt me having a deep thought to discuss this trivial bullshit. I still can't afford to go to the place I moved here to start going to more often. I can't even really talk to my mom anymore because that would require her to drop her constant naivety, start listening to understand and stop trying to "fix" me. Overall it feels like this move was completely pointless because I'm no better off than I was.
I wonder if it's cheating to just eat another girl's ass.
have to write a 12ish page paper with a partner for a class
write 10 pages of it, trust my partner to handle the rest
editing it now
the parts I didn't write are really bad
I'm not being pretentious, they're not just rough they flat out don't make sense
have to rewrite
And people ask why I'm a micromanager
You can't move away from yourself. And bear in mind, no one wants to talk about deep shit at work or the gym.
The individual is but a fragment of the community.
I'll do it for a modest fee.
Eh, can't help someone who won't help herself.
I'll do it for a modest fee.
what are your favorite books? scale of 1-100 how genius are you?
Honestly? I turned to God, gave up my own life, and learned how to work with his pressence in mt life.
I've always been very 'spiritual' (wisdom beyond my years) and I learned to give credit to where credit is due, and to understand most of my life is out of my hands and to put faith in what is unknowing.
Are we technically gods? We create a universe when we write so that could be seen as the first dimension, and with the creation of movies and video games we have 2D and semi-3D now. So who’s to say we are not devine beings in our own way, and that we also reside in a similar universe?
also is this blasphemy or something? Idk
I'd give myself an 85 on the genius scale. My favorite book is Murphy by Samuel Beckett.
fucking Amen user
I'm nearing the end of my bachelor's degree and I have no idea what to do with my life hahaa.
Oh cool, I like Beckett too. Have you written or edited any complete works? Are you working on anything now? I would be open to you being inspired and including any worthy writing in my text, to make it more a collaborative effort. Have a throwaway email? How much would you have charged the disciples to help edit the bible? I suppose infinite wine and fish would not be an unreasonable request
unironically true though
fiNally unbanned HAHA FUCK YOU MODS
I want to join the military because this life i live and this safe, friendly world doesnt have anything to teach me. I want to be beaten and degraded by someone who has earned the right, and by a system that does it for a purpose. I dont find any pleasure in pursuing women, having a job, making friends, partying, or any of that shit. I think i need normalcy beat into me.
Too bad i have scoliosis, a weak elbow joint ever since i broke my arm, im probably going to get cirrhosis in the next few years, and low commitment. Also my parents would disown me.
I want to die lying on the ground and just decompose back into the dirt. All i do rn is school, video games, and art shit.
wanna help edit my novel?
Whats it about
an attempt at a little bit of everything, any interesting thought or idea, poetry, philosophy, politics
Thats not really a novel but if you want me to look at it send it to me
Nevermind, you lost my interest with this trash.
I do not care about my career. I’m utterly ambitionless in terms of my profession (Law)
if you dont think thats a novel theres no reason to further speak
guess you were unworthy and/or just a blowhard stubborn twat
hey, shithead, are you one of the greatest thinkers and writers of the generation or not?
I cant check that email rn for some reason, but if you wanna read something i wrote its on my deviantart
Idk where else to put the stuff i write so its there for now
I hope this doesnt get me banned for soliciting
Also, there should be an amateur writing general on Veeky Forums where people can just exchange works, do proofreading, critique, or whatever
Ok, just trying to be nice
Correct me if im wrong, but a novel usually has characters, a setting, and stuff like that rather than a list of ideas about politics and philosophy
Also, there should be an amateur writing general
comeon man you are losing points off the intelligence test. No serious writer wants to associate their potentially published work here, or have it stolen. How old are you? What are your favorite books?
yes sorry for not being nice, I sincerely do apologize. Yes you are write, mine attempts to have that, but the topics it is interested in are as mentioned. Do you live in Europe? I just scanned your writing and it looks good, I think you have skill and imagination and passion and intrigue.
sincere apologies buddy, you are a good writer,
you cant check the email because you posted link:
. con instead of com?
can I try to email?
Im relatively new to Veeky Forums so i havent really soaked in the culture. Is this on the toxic /pol/ side of the spectrum, or the /k/ friendly and eager side? 19, all quiet on the western front, starship troopers, the great gatsby
No, im american, thanks
switch to psychology niklas
ok cool, you are definitely gifted and have great promise, especially for 19. You are the one talking about army? Give me a real email to contact you, or email me: [email protected]
im probably going to get cirrhosis in the next few years
if that is you, stop drinking, you have a bright future, you are great kid, youre gonna be a star
North, south, east, west?
Genuinely, thank you for the positivity
And yea i was talking about the military
join the club
lmfao lurk moar
check your email, westdickens? Consider putting those plans off and trying to collaborate with me on a text, after a few months you can always consider other things, but who knows, maybe we can create a worthy book together
What else can we do? I feel stuck.
i got an idea today to write a short story about an old master furniture maker that gets hit in the head and then all his new furniture works just becomes more and more deranged and surreal as he tries to just make a high end table for a rich aristocrat or something like that
yes or no?
i like it see where it goes
have the aristocrat not be satisfied with the furniture, and keep asking him to try again, but the maker holds onto them in his garage or workshop or whatever, and eventually they become very popular, maybe
or the maker kills him and builds him into the furniture
but I dont want to write it for you
Underneath the park bench laid a brick that was cut in half.
Red chalk had spilled from the inside.
Ants crawled between the brick’s halves.
The ants crawled into a hole in the ground.
Crawling into the hole. Listen. The ambiance of a seashell. See. Nothing.
some dude sperged out about boris johnson in one of my history lectures today
it was pretty amusing, particularly because we are americans
I feel like there's a grain of sand stuck in my brain that constantly needles at my reality. I used to be a lucid thinker but now I am forever blind and cluttered.
The problem is that the only advice anyone ever gives me is to conform to what everyone else is doing, which means giving up on ever having any kind of genuine relationship with anyone. It makes even trying to make friends pointless. That's why I mostly stay at home.
I seriously feel myself becoming paranoid. some days I go full innawoods within my own house, even going to the shops makes me incredibly paranoid
what kind of paranoia?
like people are out to get you, thew world is going to go full anarchy, or just everyone you know is just a 2 faced asshole?
people are out to get me, I don't know why but whenever I'm out in public I feel as if everyone already knows be and alot of things about me. I kinda feel like the only way to fix this is to move suburbs, even countries
This is making me very sad
I want to kill somebody
Lol my gf freshman year of college always told people she was going to go med school and be a surgeon. Pretty sure she dropped out of undergrad and is waiting tables now. Good luck!
I still can't afford to go to the place I moved here to start going to more often
A strip club or something?
I'm a negative creep. I'm a negative creep. I'M A NEGATIVE CREEP AND I'M STONED.
Anyone who describes himself as having wisdom beyond his years is a moron. That's not a self-describable quality, that's something other people can say about you.
What is truly good is beautiful, and what is truly beautiful is good.
Perhaps "sublime" is the better word, if one wants to be consistent with aesthetic theory.
just dropped out of university, going back to the bush to train myself as a boxer and read books
feels good man
Seven or eight flies are buzzing; bouncing off the unhinged lightbulb in my shitty little room. I'm laid out on a bed with no sheet and two blankets. I keep bending over the end of the bed to grab at an empty glass of chocolate milk. I've done this four times now.
I'm waiting until I have to shit to take a shower. I'm wasting the best years of my life waiting on the best years of my life. I keep staring at my phone due to the flies and I'm let down all day.
Some anons complemented my poetry, which was really nice. Maybe I'll finally try to get it published one of these days. Any suggestions for entry-level places to submit to?
Awesome, cause I was just using what others have told me. Fuck off
You'd think reading about the evolutionary reasons for feminine behavior would make me hate women less, but...
Its funny jews aren't classified as white when it comes to this shitty journalism
That's even worse because 1. you believed them and 2. you brag about it. You're wise beneath your years. Don't talk about "giving credit where credit is due" while lacking any semblance of humility.
It's not a lack of humility to defend my self, and it's nothing to brag about. I have no idea what you are on.
Twice now, I've woken up abruptly in the middle of the night, slanted. One edge of the serta sleep system box springs pressing firmly into the now personally distressed, bellawood prefinished hardwood floor. The unexpected sleep cycle disrupting foot and a half drop is startling to say the least.
That's not even the worst part though. Poor poor Pluto has half a tail now thanks to this sleepy guilotine. And let me tell you, scrambling to free a Czech shepherd in total darkness, while you're naked and half asleep, from his freshly bisected favorite tail while he does something you can only assume is the dog version of screaming, is a horrifying memory to have.
I'm madly in love with a girl I've only ever exchanged text/photo messages with. I feel like she's my soul mate and I fantasize about getting married to her and having kids with her.............and then I nut. She's a good friend though.
theres a weird shit smell and i cant tell if its coming from the bathroom down the hall or my own ass, i had some weird protein farts earlier maybe it left residue
Honestly, all I want to do is burn my past and the city I'm currently in with it. In the last year I've seen almost all of my friends move away and continue onto the next phase of their lives. I wake up in the morning, midday, evening or what have you and feel like I've accomplished nothing that I set out to do. My only real ambition as far back as I can remember, was to create and raise a family and then live out my days until I left this world. On the other side of that though, as of late, it feels like there's a strange change happening in my life. I'm more determined to actually talk to people and get to know them in a basic sense and am actively working to get out of this slump that I've been in for the last five months or so. A change of pace would be really nice in comparison to the monotony that I've worked my way into and I know that I have a chance comping up here to get out of town for a bit. I'm nervous and restless and I daydream every single day of moving on. Also, I hold onto the promise I made myself two years ago that when leave the job I'm currently employed at that I might fill the bottom of select garbage cans with bags of pea gravel and make them impossible to move for the other employees that piss me off; that or fill at least on refrigerator with large double sided dildos as a parting gift. Either way, I'd be satisfied.
failed yo midterms eh? shoulda studied insteada shitposting, boxing is fun tho, enjoy it
It occurs to me that nobody cares about discussion anymore. Sure people are more than happy to talk but that's just half of the equation, you have to be able to listen too. It seems as though that even in the rare occasion that a person can deign to listen to another almost never will they really hear them, sure they'll go through the motions they will maintain eye contact and nod at the appropriate moments, every now and again make a confimative noise to assure the other that they understand that every word has passed from tongue to ear without incident but this is nothing but a farce a hollow performance one does while internally counting each second until next they can vomit their own proclamations to their unsuspecting victim blind death and ignorant of what their partner has said and all the happier for it. People of the modern era have developed an impressive resilience of the mind preventing all alien ideas from penetrating it while also maintaining a animalistic killer instinct to destroy all ideas of their competitors, there can be no room for compromise no show of weakness such is the law of the jungle such is the law of contemporary discourse because if you were to give an inch they would take a mile so you must seize very land beneath them before they can. For all our lives we remain imprisoned within our own heads only capable of communicating with our fellow jailbirds through a limited and convoluted system of sounds ill fit to express the concepts they represent. The last thing such a fragile setup needs is to be weighed down by complications.
Their are millions of people in this world that talk to each other every day, but I do not think I have ever had a single conversation with any of them, I think that one day I might like to.
whole thing sure, but woah 18:55
all his piano sonatas are enjoyable (however; top 10? top 15? its so hard to put one over another, it is one of my top 15 or so out of any piano piece)(coincidence that this and symph 5 were c minor?)
What song is this from?
Start coming up with stories. You dont need to write just get your stress and fucked up emotions on a page rather than bottling them up forever. Thrn, once you feel like you have good stories, start writing.
Then start writing