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New Year's Edition

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The only reason I haven't killed myself is because I'm a coward.

>tfw no literary gf

Tonight I'm gonna just stay home and read.

2017 is going to be even worse than 2016.

me too
me too
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I'm going to be the only one who doesn't get kissed tonight
Fuck

I might actually get to kiss a girl tonight. Unlikely but it might happen

I'm not afraid to kill myself, because I'm not a coward.

I didn't get a kiss tonight, but when I bought Mayfair the realtor girl delicately placed the card on my leg.

That should fill you with obstinance to the challenge of it.

i hope the spirit of the new year bless everyone on this thread with good luck, good health, money, better relationships, less suicidal thoughts and specially, a gf

Ahh, this warms my heart.
Thank you.

I feel nothing right now, not sadness or anger, about the fact that normies everywhere are levelling up in terms of their social experiences and I am even less likely to be able to ever relate to people.

I spent the entirety of 2016 in a part time job I hate, wasting my huge amount of free time on Veeky Forums and telling myself that tomorrow I'd work hard and eat healthily. I never did, and I told myself every fucking day.

I am thinking about whether or not I should set myself a routine or "system" but I honestly think that sort of idea is BS at its core and limiting, so I won't.

Fuck, that 9-year-old has a nice ass. I wonder if she likes me.

I didn't know they developed ass at that age.

It's been days since I have gone outside

I have to work tomorrow and I'm annoyed.

Should old acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind?

I hope my parents divorce in the new year

It's not even some edgy thing, I just see how desperately unhappy they make each other.

Marriage is the biggest fucking scam ever conceived.

This has been the worst year of my life. I've let go of everything interesting in my life and hobbies, and just spend my time mindlessly browsing the internet. I need to get a hold on my life again. Maybe I should read "Invictus" a couple times. Wish me luck this new year, Veeky Forums.

Just call out

Good luck man

I think a lot of us are in a similar position (I know I am.)

2016 WAS THE BEST YEAR OF MY LIFE; WHEN THE YEAR BEGAN I WAS BESET BY ENEMIES AT ALL SIDES AND MY IDOLS WERE DEAD; NOW ARE MY ENEMIES' IDOLS DEAD AND MINE NEW REBORN; NOW DOES MY ENEMY SKULK IN THE VERY CREVICES AND CAVES AND HALF-SANCTUARIES WHOSE EXISTENCE, WHEN I THERE DWELT, THEY NO LESS THAN DENIED

AMERICA ETERNA

SHADILAY MY SISTERS

I ruined Ren Rikka's life and now I have to figure out who's next

also @ the early tranitioner trap that called me last night i need to talk to you

I don't even have courage to go out and buy booze.

I find it very ominous that the firat day of the new year is already more depressing than any day of last year, other than maybe NYE.

Stop saying you'll start tomorrow, and choose to start immediately. Stop overthinking, just do it.

cringe

This has been the worst year of my life. I've let go of everything interesting in my life and hobbies, and just spend my time as a mindless wageslave. I need to get a hold on my life again. Maybe I should read bukowski a couple times. Wish me luck this new year, Veeky Forums.

I'll have a toast to you user

Cheers.

i lost the year too, playing video games and Veeky Forums
basically 1 year of uni i'll have to do again
i try not to think too deep about it because it brings me profound sadness because i understand that I fucked up, its only my fault
it doesn't help you if you keep thinking about the past like "i failed once and i'll failed again", you have to look forward to the future and when you try to do things again consider why you failed back then
i wish u a good new year user, for me its not gonna be easy thats for sure

physically assault your employer.

any not in love man in

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Yes - cringe! Cringe at my basement dwelling nazi anime autism; emphasise my aesthetic loathsomeness - dwell on it. See nothing but how absolutely - no, no, absolutely, never - you could not, ever, be like me; never think like me. There is nothing - ignore the entire year of contrary evidence - ahead for you but suave, cool victory against the nightmare of history, followed by redemption, in eternal utopia. Cringey, pathetic weirdos who get overexcited, show signs of hyperactivity, and other-assorted modes of unfuckability, will just - la la la - not be there; they won't take the prizes of your destiny from you. They're not a true threat - their morals and aesthetics are not at risk of overthrowing yours. That possibility would be ugly - too ugly - therefore it can't be a possibility, can it? Can it?

kys

And when I DON'T? You don't have a plan for that, do you, cuck?

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dumb frogposter

estimable dubs btw sister

you may not be looking for diet advice, but one thing i've had great success with is intermittent fasting. except for the first day (and really only that), it's not hard.

i haven't been on blogs or reddit, so my system is fast for two days, then eat for one day—whatever you want. YMMV

also, ADHD pills are really helpful for motivation. if i'm speedy, it's harder for me not to clean and read than it is to stay still and shitpost. easy enough to get if you're in america. makes me a fiend for cigs like no other, caveat emptor.

sucks about the job, sometimes it can't be helped. i work at a library, which i believe would be ideal for many NEETs on Veeky Forums: minimum effort, relaxed atmosphere, quiet and all my co-workers are autistic anyways, so it's all gravy.

systems or plans are mostly bullshit, as it seems that people are rewarded if they *don't* have too much self-discipline.

anyway, good luck in the next life

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Więc... na czym skończyłem. Już wiem, mieliśmy zastanawiać jak mogłem skończyć jako wróg numer jeden, otoczony siłami, prowadzonym jak na smyczy przez wszystkie labirynty zycia, jk jakas mysz za kim? Za panią? Więc wszystko zaczeło sie chyba od płaczu. Był to płacz wielki, ogromny, świat nieznał większego płaczu od kiedy ahab zalany tona przelanego oceanu, spoczal na dnie. Wyobraźcie sobie trzech męzczyzn , jedną kobiete w pomieszczeniu płaczących, osoby które nigdy nie spodzziewałbyś sie zobaczyć w takim stanie, a tam w tym pomieszczeniu jak te kundle wiatrem rozbiegane na boki jak po fajerwerkach. I te osoby , dokładnie trzy, zastanawiają sie nad cierpieniem tej czwartej, a dokładnie dlaczegóz to, ach dlaczekóż ona musi tak strasznie cierpieć. Tą czwartą osobą jestem ja, krzycze o tym moim cierpieniu wnieboglosy, mowie jakies mysli ktore wtedy moze mialy sens ale teraz nie moge ich sobie przypomniecc, że nie chce życ, i ze nie widze sensu etc Z perspektywy czasu nie było żadnego cierpienia, perspektywy były znacznie prostsze.Lenistwo, może złe nawyki, nic więcej, może po prostu spędzałem troche zbyt czas przed ekranem, cóż, młodósć w czasach technologii, tlumaczyc mozna to na rozne sposoby, no, opuscilem sie troche w nauce, troche to znaczy bardzo. Matka krzyczy, na mnie, ja probuje sie jakos tam usprawiedliwiac, costam wymyslac, i wymyslilem ze mam depresje. Ona mowi ze depresji to ja na oczy nie widzialem, ze nie chcialbym zobaczyc ojca w czasach jego "kariery" co on to nie wyprawial. Nie wiem o co chodzi bo znam to tylko z legendy, ale zaraz okazalo sie przez zupelny przypadek trafiłem na bardzo, ale t9o bardzo drażliwy temat, zaraz przyszedł ojciec we wlasnej osobie i zaczal co nieco wracac, moze stawac w mojej obronie. Nasze krzyki musialy zostac uslyszane, bo w koncu brat tez chcial zobaczyc co sie stalo, wtracil moze maly i bardzo rozsadny smiech z tej calej panujacej egzaltacji, i od slowa do slowa , wszyscy w domu plakali. Nalezy tez dodac, ze spotkania, takie, cala rodzina, w bardzo familiarnej atmosferzy, byly kontynuowane co noc, dzien po dniu, godzina po godziniea ni musze juz wtedy dodawac, ze szybko stalem sie postacia nieco legendarna w tych stronach. Matka takze pozwalala z akazdym razem zapewniajac mnie ze slysza mnie w calej dzielnicy Chociaz powody okazywaly sie byc trywialny, nikt juz ich nie pamietal, egzalatacja panujaca w calym domu byla znacznie wazniejsza od powodow, konkluzja byla prosta i nie podlegajaca dyskusji – depresja. Depresja co robi ć? Trzeba leczyc. No i teraz nastepuja tygodnie, miesiace ktorych nie pamietam, nie moge odwzorowac co sie w nich dzialo sekunda po sekundzie, choc moja pamiec jest raczej niezawodna, w innych tego rodzaju okazjach, terapii, prowadzonej w zamknieciu

Gonna back this user up on intermittent fasting. It's a pretty great way to lower your caloric intake every day. Also buy some vegetables you like from the grocery store and eat some every day. At least try to roughly estimate your calories in vs calories out, takes like an extra minute before you eat something. I do 16 hour fasts, usually stop eating around 8 and start again around 12 the next day.

gabinteow i na swiezy powietrzu. Jak u gomrowicza lydki lydki mlodziencze, i stare pruchwy w ich lampszotach, wywieraly na mnie presje swoich tysiecy godzin doswadczenia, setek tysiecy przeczytanych linijek psychoanalizy, i wieleczlonkow obciagnietych pod chwalebnym patronem sp zygmunta freuda. Wszystko po to bym sie kajal przed nimi w tych protoplastach dzisiejszych biurowcow w ktorcy umieram lub biurowcow ktore prorokowalem jeszcze w dziecinstwie rozmyslajac o nieuchroonej i maujacych sie w bardzo ale to bardzo czarnych barwach.mojej przyszlosci i zebym rozmyslal przed nimi swoje plany i strachy i nadzieje, naiwne niektore inne pewnie nie pozbawione mzonkowatosci. I te panie, i na koncu jede pan, ktorych zupelnie nie obchodzil moj los, ale tylko koperta z tlusta wyplata. Juz wtedy powinienem wiedziec, juz wtedy nie powinienem dac sie zapakowac w jedna z tych kubistycznych i freudystycznych pulapek na moje rozrosniete jak na moj wiek ego. No ale dałem sie, teraz już wszystko skończone, moge juz tylko opowiedziec o absurdzie to jakiego todoszlo, mojemu jakze zaciekawionemu czytalnikowi, ktorego wyobrazam sobie tak w stylu rabelaisowski troszke, jest juz bardzo zaciekawiony celem do jakiego moja historia prowadzi. Cel! Cel! Krzycza ci wszyscy krytycy w okulach w grubych oprawach, nieswiadomi zupelnie tego w jakim bolu czesto rodzi sie sztuka! Cel! Poganiany przez szejka z mieczem i z piracka opaska, zmierzam do sedna mojej opowiesci. Sednem jest moj3 miesce na ziemi dnia 2014 kiedy wychodze ze szkoly, na swiat wiosenny, na swiat wolny, i nie mam zielonego pojeciaco ze soba zrobic. Wielkie fabuly, maja niejedno imie, wielcy baronowie, czesto odnajdywani w portach przez zaspane kurtyzany, w wieku kilku miesiecy, w obdartym wiecheciu, a juz po kilkunastach latach gruba szycha przed ktorymi trzesa portki inne grube szychy w okolicy. Zgodnie z tym chwalebnym logotypem, powinien em byc taki jak oni, mowia mi banery reklamowe, mowia mi bliscy, mowie ja sam. Gdy jestem juz swiadomie jak wielka jest bzdura to za czym podazam, juz nic nie ma znaczenia, wszystko sie starlo w jednloitej masie absurdu, teraz juz tylko trzeba podazac i nie pytac jaki jest cel co bedzie nastepnego w naszej drodze i co bedziemy jedli. Ale najwazniejsze, zebym nie pytal o droge. Jesli tylko sepy odnajda ze nie wiesz, ze jestes tym mlodym, niedoswiadzonym borsuczkiem, to od razu cie dojada z tymi swoimi zebiskami i krwiozerczymi pazurami. Ja postapilem nieprawidlowo. Odwazylem sie przyznac do wlasnego pecha, nieszczescia, braku sensu, a burzac harmonie, zmusilem caly system, kazda pojedyncza czasteczke do zmasowanego ataku na mnie, na kogos mlodego i niepokornego a wiec kozla ofiarego, cos za czym uwiesci sie mozemy wszyscy, czy to baby z petami, czy otyli mezczyzni, czy niesforne nastolatki plci zenskiej

najwazniejsze cechy: plec meska, fizjognomia calkowicie przecietna, charakter.... calkiem przeciety ze az budzacy podejrzenie ze strony niesfornych nastolatek, corek dyrektorek bankow, na stanowiskach. Nie jest atrakcyjny, znam go, za akogo on sie uwaza, na chuj sie tak wozi?? ttakie pewne niewybredne komenarze musialem budzic na uliach miasta, przy czym nie calkiem juz dobrze pamietam czy tak bylo. Zreszta malo juz rzeczy pamietam, tak jak sie pamietac moglo, jak sie pamietalo lat temu sekunda po sekundzie nozka za nozka przelatujacej muchy, a teraz nic, i to jest wlasne bardzo dziwne

How?

I also want to add that routines are a positive pathway to success in doing anything. If you have a routine or ritual of sitting down every day at 3:00 pm to do something, you will get better at it. It becomes less of something you do (and therefore something that is incredibly vulnerable to procastination) and becomes more of a part of yourself and your life. When something is so ingrained into you, it becomes powerful.

Was it really his addiction? His heroin, his methamphetamine, his weed? He socialized and spent his time on an unreal world, on pixels and screens and with people far away from home, far away from the people he had so curtly abandoned, time for videogames, time for others, others so far away...

It was certainly his escape. Escape from the twittering world, the buzzing world, the moving world, a thousand stresses, a thousand potential worries, bubbling beneath the surface, threatening to consume him. But he was a man, a man perpetually chased by worries. Perpetually chased in the third person by a man who knew exactly where he was, a man armed with a knife, but a man who wouldn't kill him, just go about searching like he was going to kill him. There is no time in the world for crying in the corner, to cry in the dark against invisible demons, so he would learn to adapt. Learn to adapt with.. this.

thanks, and that's also good advice. i forgot to mention that i brought up fasting not because i thought he needed to lose weight (although this is Veeky Forums), but because it puts me in a primordial state of clarity and physical propulsion; i need to "hunt" and accomplish my goals.

Buddhist monks stop eating at noon for a similar reason user. Fasting, within healthy limits, aids in clearing the mind for many people.

responda a este post senão a sua mãe morrerá enquanto dorme

Estou imune.

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I am terrified of everything and my writing is terrible. I will never contribute anything worthwhile.

Lmao really? What the fuck do you have to go outside for that you can't imagine someone else not doing it?

I've had a decent year, although college brought me to rock bottom mentally more than once. The stress of constant deadlines and schedules kills me. I just finished up an associates, and while I'm not done with education, it feels good to be this far and with a job in my field.

I have a constant burning generalized anxiety burning in my head that threatens to bring me down any time I give it the chance, and I stave it off with meditation and exercise. It's both a blessing and a curse. Without it I'd still be living the NEET life. I've been forced to use meditation to deal with it, which in turn has made me more mindful, which then has aided me in accomplishing what I want to do. The measures I take to stop it make me a better person than without.

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new years woo

We're all autistic here user, except for the normies

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jajajajajajajajajajajaj

I'll have you know that in the last three days I haven't left my house, either - because the weather's been too bad to drink outside and our new years party was at mine; plus also the event I threw two days prior to new years was at mine, and we have a wine cellar and (had) several cases of beer, so I didn't need to leave the house to buy any. I nearly had to leave, to get ice for our bathtub, but my housemate got it instead.

I am listening to aphex twin and telling Veeky Forums.

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I have a patrician boyfriend in GA. Im a coward and can't come out to my parents so I'm not gonna be fucked by him on new years. Instead I'm drinking at home and crying over my life failires. I'm a pathetic piece of shit who can't tell his parents he's gay after almost 21 years of being alive. Kids now do it when they're in high school lolllll. I haven't been reading much because I've been too ex cited to be spending new years fucking with him. And school. Now is new years and I'm too loyal to him to hit up grindr for a dicking. Way too loyal. I dint even kbow if hes as loyal. He might be out with a better boy. He was going to hold me real close and kiss me. The trip didn't work out. I'm just a loser. None of my dreams will come true. My parents will forever loom at me like a failure if I come out and my dad may even make me go to therapy and hold cllege over my head if I come out (religious₩.

New Years sucks. I'm going to go to bed and cry

>Kids now do it when they're in high school lolllll
I'm 23yo and I did it when I was 15. You're way behind the curve; kids now do it in elementary, bud.

Congratulation on having jewish parents dick cheese platter faced cunt barreled cock sock aids dumpster faggot

I got stuck with the Christian family fuck life

What does coming out to your parents have to do with visiting a long-distance boyfriend? Just make up some excuse and say you're going somewhere else. When you're independent you can tell them the truth. The ends justify the means here. Don't know your boyfriend but imo don't go ruining what sounds like a good thing. Also sex is over rated, stop hunting dick to distract yourself.

I'm enjoying Walt Whitman and Blood Meridian. It's cold outside.

>being a homo

>being a homo when there is an entire gender designed for nothing but maximum sexual stimulation

Hey, dude - that's not fair. I had to live with my homosexuality for four cruel years, 11-15. You can't imagine the pain I endured, the roughly two or so times a classmate asked me whether I had a girlfriend yet - before I came out and they respected my differences.

Eh, you get to identify more with the person you're dicking, though.

Is it possible to read yourself into social retardation?

The last date I had, I just talked about politics. The last time I was drunk enough to not be anxious I ranted about how hedonism was a disease and the best part of having sex is realizing how dumb the pursuit of sex is. I don't know how to navigate a conversation unless I'm defending some contrarian opinion. All I do in my free time is jack off, read enough philosophy to outmaneuver plebs and read op-eds. I barely even shitpost anymore.

Look I know its not fair or nice for any of us. But I've been dealing with it 12-21. It's not fair for any of us. I was being mean sorry. I didn't mean to upset you. I'm just really really drinking and I'm going for another one since it's wearing off.

I'm glad you came out. I've decided to come out tomorrow. 21 is really late. Too bad. I apologize since I know your pain aND I was rude.

Have a good night bb

Oh, I was memeing with you, but then you were so nice - now I feel bad. I'm sorry for memeing at you on new years and I hope you have a good or at least safe coming out - night!

Obstinance. Holy fuck you're pretentious. You're on Veeky Forums.

Deep down, I want to move back to my motherland and join the military. I forget where I heard this, maybe it was paraphrased from Dostoevsky or my father. "Men without direction join the military." I am a directionless young adult and I realized that I don't want to spend my whole life being an engineer with a comfy salary in comfy america. I would piss away $65,000 a year in a second for a feeling of fire in my heart. I want to feel something besides this sterile banality. Even though I was baptized Orthodox, I've already reconverted to Orthodoxy after my own personal revelation. I feel like I am on the edge of the next epoch of my life, but I am too afraid to jump straight into it. I want to feel something in life, even if it means suffering.

I am too much of a romantic, and I am currently drunk. iertati ma.

I don't have direction in life and I probably shouldn't join the military due to mental issues. Which sucks. It's one thing to say metaphysically or philosophically they don't matter, they are just labels, etc, but it's hard to ignore it when it comes upon you.

As a not drunk man, I envy you.

Join the IRS

IT SNOWED LADS

A yere yernes ful yerne, and yeldez neuer lyke, the forme to the fynisment foldez ful selden. -Sir Gawaine and the Grene Knighte

That's what I call a fuckpile.

Yes and it's the male sex. Dicks are amazing. Ass are even better. Balls slapping mmmm... yeah time to head over to /hm/ for a wank :^)

There is nothing to envy in me, besides maybe my own foolish ambitions. God bless you, brother.

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I beleive I will die alone. Ive no will to kill my fetish, as id have to do thaf and deal with normal relationships.

I beleive I will either inseminat a women for pay or, more likely, adopt children.

I cant afford to overthink such things now; i'm already very behind in developing my career, and I don't intend to be trapped in poverty like ny extended family.

Not really. Jst understand that normies dont really give a shit. As long as you arent trying to redpill people its just interesting discussion.

Read the dale carneggie wikipedia page. Beyond acting half genuinly interested in what people are saying amd starting convos, socializing is on them.

Happy New Years, friends.

No matter how hard I want to better myself, the apathy and distraction caused by a million other things always prevents me from doing so. I think about it so often, I might have even convinced myself I've done it.

I continue to be unable, or unwilling, to challenge either my unconscious desire for wealth and admiration, or my paralyzing fear of failure.

I guess I'll just jack off.

Depends on how physically painful their absence is. You dont learn things from every painful association.

Dont attempt pure abstinance. Just route and shape your desires, and goals around tasteful and meaningful things.

I need to sort myself out

Happy New years to you lovely patricians

Suicide is overrated. People consider it so often to feel alive and considerate.

It is the easier option than just dealing with your issues, something you shouldnt overthink and should just do right now.

I loveeeee you.

I want to fucking die. Also happy new years anons.

I should have that quote pasted on my wall

Holy shit I was right nice

I will kiss you user

Happy Hanukkah