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2017-07-24 at 3:31 AM UTCused is $10
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2017-07-24 at 3:32 AM UTCI should not be allowed around tequilaThe following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire!
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2017-07-24 at 5:20 AM UTCYesterday, upon the stair,
I met a man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today I wish,
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2017-07-24 at 5:28 AM UTC
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2017-07-24 at 5:41 AM UTCwell boys, i have my interview for my plumbing apprenticeship tomorrow (today technically)... cant wait. ive been itching to get this ball rolling so i can start making my own money and becoming my own man
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2017-07-24 at 5:47 AM UTC
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2017-07-24 at 5:49 AM UTC
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2017-07-24 at 6:01 AM UTC
I have trouble imagining Donald Trump presiding over anything more complicated than the breakfast menu at Dunkin’ Donuts, so “Big Brother” doesn’t make as much sense to me as “Scary Uncle.”
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2017-07-24 at 6:57 AM UTC
Originally posted by aldra you're only doing this to make potato cannons
you wish... my dad works at a plumbing supply house so i could do that already
Originally posted by Dargo Hey, good for you learning a trade!
cheaper than college by a mile, better pay, better benefits, greater job security and forecast, and functional knowledge. bureau of labor statistics says that skilled tradesmen make more on average than a college grad anyway -
2017-07-24 at 7:02 AM UTC
Originally posted by Malice .
Give me a house full of tendies and kitties, motherfuckers, I don't want your women. They are inherently evil and the most destructive force in modern civilization.
Hey, Malice, can I come visit you and we can go outside and color in coloring books and pet kitties (and puppies too, if possible... I like puppies)? That'd be cool. I'd totally be down for doing that. We could also go beat the fuck out of Captain Failcon together too, while we're at it, if we can get him to come for a "meet up" too... That'd be some good bonding shit right there, if you ask me.
I'm a pretty patient person, so your autistic shit wouldn't bother me in the least. I'm serious about this too. I think my son is showing signs of autism (he doesn't speak a whole ton, not compared to kids his age), so he'd be tagging along too with me... just think of him as a puppy/kitty with less hair, and that's bipedal. Pretty good kid, and he loves animals too. You could get some quality social therapy with us, and maybe help identify more if he's autistic too, so I could zone in on the best ways to help him not suffer throughout life with it/lower the chances of negative effects of the condition from manifesting. -
2017-07-24 at 7:04 AM UTC
Originally posted by hydromorphone Hey, Malice, can I come visit you and we can go outside and color in coloring books and pet kitties (and puppies too, if possible… I like puppies)? That'd be cool. I'd totally be down for doing that. We could also go beat the fuck out of Captain Failcon together too, while we're at it, if we can get him to come for a "meet up" too… That'd be some good bonding shit right there, if you ask me.
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2017-07-24 at 7:13 AM UTCfuck you hydro i copyrighted the kittens and coloring books that means you cant say it you ape
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2017-07-24 at 7:25 AM UTC
Originally posted by aldra don't listen she's trying to seduce you
The interpersonal dynamics that would arise from positioning myself betwixt Hydro and PoC as lovers is so utterly horrifyingly that my mind retracts and refuses to delve further.
The unimaginable complexity of standard human relationships within a typical human life and the potential for the severe psychological distress and other forms of harm they cause genuinely terrifies me to the point that I don't believe I will ever desire to be the kind of person who enmeshes himself within this environment-dynamic and have more than a very limited number of personal relations I truly value.
Humans are monsters, and I see even myself as a deviation so monstrous and abnormal, to the extent that I do not fully understand myself despite the inordinate amount of time I've spent in self-reflection throughout my life.
I am what those apex predators who exist in the dark would fear as their unknown force who exists in a greater kind of darkness. The quality runs so deep that it threatens to overcome and turn against even myself. If you do not truly understand what danger you wield you will never know what exactly it is you risk. -
2017-07-24 at 7:28 AM UTC*large conference*
"Professor Malice, where did the origins of your philosophical treatise first begin to arise?"
"It was on a now defunct website titled Niggas In Space."
"I'm sorry, could you repeat that?"The following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire! -
2017-07-24 at 7:56 AM UTC
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2017-07-24 at 7:57 AM UTCDear god I should always keep some benzos on hand. The things that horrify me have absolutely nothing to do with mundane life, with what normal people fixate on. There are simply various aspects fund*amental to life itself, particularly in the form of human existence, that almost feel unbearable to fully ascertain and accept.
Instead I simply view anime to calm myself for some time until I can sufficiently remain occupied and distracted again.
Post last edited by Malice at 2017-07-24T07:59:47.477649+00:00The following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire! -
2017-07-24 at 8:04 AM UTC
Originally posted by Malice I often feel like I want to drive a power drill straight into my brain and let all the pain and disease out.
I've mentioned the concept of thanatos before and how it relates to my life, why my actions have been so consistently self-destructive for so long. I think I may have a perpetual urge to die, to return to non-existence, that never fully goes away, even during manic moods and happy moments.
I think I'm the kind of person that could commit suicide even at their happiest moment, having been genuinely happy for years, over a decade.
Post last edited by Malice at 2017-07-23T08:11:46.878277+00:00
You ever heard of that lady who did that to treat her chronic migraines? Apparently it worked. I thought that was cool. I believe it's, trepanation, has been a thing in many different cultures around the world.
I know, when I wasn't suicidal, but rather depressed about my problems and the severity of them, I've thought about lobotomy on myself... desperately wanting to "fix" myself.
Originally posted by Kinkou I love drugs or beer in the morning on the weekend
Oh God, yes. I am not so fond of alcohol, but I can sympathize. Also with mothers screaming and shit for no good reason, just to cause anxiety. Hope it gets better for ya... meh... it's fucking awful.
I hate being forced to live in the den of my moms house and have her scream at me about mundane shit every hour
Originally posted by What_a_Kreep It's funny to that this was a requirement for coming to the US back then. To me, there is nothing in common with the original sounding of my great grandfather's last name and what it is today. They sucked any smidgen of ethnic diversity right out on outta there along with any extra vowels, goal was to make it sound as boring as possible. They were off to a good start, the first letter sounds the same fore sure, but then they decided to go off script picking 2 random English words, smcooosh them together and *BOOM* You're an American now.
The things that bother people, people in power, never cease to amaze me.
Come on over, it's the land of liberty, be anyone you want to be! – except for anything that's hard for the most of us to pronounce. That would make us feel stupid, and we're not stupid, we're Americans. You're stupid, GTFO.
Edit: typos n shit
How you been, Kreep? Shit going alright for you and litefire? Hope so. Take it easy.
Originally posted by Discount Whore 2.0 We are potty training him and he went onto his toilet, did not poop, left without his pants and then decided to poop on the floor. we let him do the no pants thing so its our fault really.
When I was a baby, like 1 year old, I smeared shit EVERYWHERE when I was put down for a nap... My dad called my mother "HEY! I NEED HELP ASAP!!" at first she thought I got hurt but as soon as she realized what it was she said "uhhh.... I gotta work late today, sorry *click*" and hung up lol and she NEVER had to stay working late. My father had to take me out back and hose me off. It was the literal representation of "shit hitting the fan". He wished he'd had a hazmat suit for that one.
Originally posted by Discount Whore 2.0 fuck guys i dont want to be a parent right now, i wanna be 18 again.
Join the club. I feel that way sometimes. Not so much because of my son though... just everything else.
Originally posted by Discount Whore 2.0 I should not be allowed around tequila
I know MANY people who should not be around tequila (it sucks anyway... rum is the correct answer here). When I was a teen (16-early 20's)I had a friend we called Momma Pam. She was like my father's age and shit.She was married to this fuckhead who cheated on her, to which she didn't believe if told (despite KNOWING that she was cheated on 7 times prior to marrying him, she'd screamed it back across the room toward her son in defense when he'd said he had cheated on her before 7 times- "IT WAS BEFORE WE GOT MARRIED!!!" as though this changed anything or made it better... honestly it makes it worse IMO lol), brought the worst out of her, she was an ex-meth addict for 20+ years from Washington (came to FL with her husband for him to get his 2 kids back whom the mom had abandoned them and his parents got custody of them- he only did this because she pushed him to "do the right thing" and he thought FL would be better than it actually is lol). Both her and her husband worked shitty fastfood jobs, smoked weed, and had a retarded redneck addiction to NASCAR.
I'll always remember her laughing her ass off at that song "tequila makes her clothes come off" and the night she got plastered on tequila... funny shit. It does, in fact, make your clothes come off lol.
Sad thing about Pam, who was, despite her bad, a good woman, just married to a giant, egotistical sociopath idiot. She got diagnosed with cancer, and as soon as she told him, her husband left her for this other woman. She died 3 months later... he took everything from her, including 20 years of her otherwise shitty life, which tbh, was better addicted to meth in the house she rented for 20+ years than being with him...
We'd had a falling out about 2 years, because of her husband (couldn't say anything bad about him, even though he literally was fucking teenage girls at his management job at a fastfood place, with evidence even, along with everyone seeing and knowing it was going on... and she defended every shitty thing that man did to everyone else too)... With the time had passed I decided to call her and see how she was doing, water under the bridge and all that, yadayada... I knew she ALWAYS worked Friday nights at Subway and so I was gonna prank call in like 20 subs right before closing... (used to do it all the time for the lulz and to get a rise outta her lol) and well... it was another girl I knew answered and asked her if she was just covering Pam's shift that night... Nope... She'd been dead a year, and that's how I found out.
Later talked to other mutual friend's (had a bit of a hiatus from everyone for a while there honestly... I wasn't doing good mentally and had moved 140 miles away) and they told me the last thing she'd said was "he really didn't love me, and took everything from me, even at the end... couldn't even let me die with the man I at least loved... at least I die knowing what scum he is..."
I'll always think of her when tequila is brought up. We had a lot of fun times in the house, and her and staying with her was a huge part of the good memories I had as a teenager, doing stupid teenager things... and cocaine. -
2017-07-24 at 8:05 AM UTC
Originally posted by Malice *large conference*
"Professor Malice, where did the origins of your philosophical treatise first begin to arise?"
"It was on a now defunct website titled Niggas In Space."
"I'm sorry, could you repeat that?"
lol, reminds me of that news article on the government agencies mr.happy stole data from, "and then he bragged about it on THAT WEBSITE"The following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire! -
2017-07-24 at 8:34 AM UTC
Originally posted by aldra don't listen she's trying to seduce you
No I'm not. I have zero desire for anything other than friendship, and what I think'd be a pretty cool and interesting experience meeting up with Mal.
Originally posted by cerakote fuck you hydro i copyrighted the kittens and coloring books that means you cant say it you ape
Fuck you, you dickless piece of shit, you can't copywrite kittens and coloring books. It's shit I like too, you know.
Originally posted by Malice The interpersonal dynamics that would arise from positioning myself betwixt Hydro and PoC as lovers is so utterly horrifyingly that my mind retracts and refuses to delve further.
The unimaginable complexity of standard human relationships within a typical human life and the potential for the severe psychological distress and other forms of harm they cause genuinely terrifies me to the point that I don't believe I will ever desire to be the kind of person who enmeshes himself within this environment-dynamic and have more than a very limited number of personal relations I truly value.
Humans are monsters, and I see even myself as a deviation so monstrous and abnormal, to the extent that I do not fully understand myself despite the inordinate amount of time I've spent in self-reflection throughout my life.
I am what those apex predators who exist in the dark would fear as their unknown force who exists in a greater kind of darkness. The quality runs so deep that it threatens to overcome and turn against even myself. If you do not truly understand what danger you wield you will never know what exactly it is you risk.
are you saying we can't be friends because I am in a relationship with PoC? I fucking have zero desire to have sex, or any other kind of relationship with you beyond platonic, no offense, and I from my understanding, I wouldn't be your type anyway, especially in the physical category. My suggestion was purely innocent and while, yes, I seriously would meet up with you IRL, I highly doubt it would happen, at least any time soon. It spawns from me believing you're a pretty cool person, and I consider you friend already because of all the things you've helped me with, and helped me help the people I love in life. I definitely am not trying to make some autistic love triangle here. I also believe you'd benefit from socialization from someone like me... I've always been good with autistic people before... probably because I'm autistic myself, now I'm coming to realize.
I hate most people, and society too... I feel lucky to come across so many kindred spirits from the forums, and definitely have embraced them as my friends and even family.
When you mentioned weighted blankets, it made me think. For as long as I can remember, I love to wrap up in a blanket like a cocoon, being tightly wrapped, unable to move. I also like being tightly embraced, held. Also does play into my sex life too, preferring to be held, pinned, or tied. It makes me a lot more comfortable. I slept with my dad for like... ever...til I was at least 10-12 regularly and I only stopped doing it ALL the time because I felt societal pressure that there was something wrong with sleeping, cuddled in my daddy's arm at night (and no, nothing sexual ever happened or went through my mind, you sickos). Even when I was a teen, adult, especially during illness, injury, or extremely depressed or scared I ALWAYS would cuddle in my daddy's arms to go to sleep. It helped me a lot. MY ex was pissy and IDK, kinda weird when I did this, else I'd have probably done it more... I swear, my father also had "healing hands", it was like he could suck the pain or sickness out of you. I seen him do it to others, and had it done myself. It was like electricity flowing through his hands, when he'd "suck" out the pain... also may have been a reason I developed such a strong connection and desire to cuddle with my dad, even after I grew past the point of it not being weird to sleep with your parents... I remember being very embarrassed to tell anyone that I slept with my father, snuggled up in his arm, for as long as I did, much less when I did it as a teen or adult. IDC anymore, I miss it a lot. I miss him cuddling me and making me feel safe, and making all my pain and anxiety go away, and fixing me up when I would get sick... it's why I like to cuddle so much, and likely why cuddling isn't a sexual thing for me. I've cuddled in the same bed with my weed/pill dealer and his girlfriend while I was in WDs. That was kinda weird, but kinda cool... it definitely helped with the WDs quite a bit.
I wish I could cuddle with PoC right now, so I can feel safe, and have this anxiety lift off me, even if for just a little bit, and sleep. I don't sleep well and do have insomnia bad. I had the best sleep in forever when I visited and could sleep in the same bed with him, snuggled close to his body... meh, it sucks not having him to cuddle and sleep this moment... so much I almost wanna cry I can't have it right now. -
2017-07-24 at 8:57 AM UTCIs anyone else tired of this black bitch crying about how "Big Tobacco" profiles black people? Bitch they are a business the last thing they care about is your whiny ass, sissy ass feelings. Killin' you niggaz one Newport at a time.
