I'm talking nostalgia-wise. Like, when I think back to stuff from my childhood -- Pokemon Red and Yellow, for example, I don't get sad.
But when I think about Pokemon Gold... that was the last game I played right before entering puberty, and basically leaving my chilhood behind. Right after that, life became shit. That shit's sad, yo. :(
I don't think I can go back to Pokemon Gold without tearing up. Just listening to this music, I'm like damn...
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Definitely. I tried to play Pokémon Crystal and i just remember the cable link guidebook days with family or friends. It was so innocently pure and important in my life. I'll never get to exist like that again.
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7th grade into 8th. That was a magical time for me. Started becoming confident and a LOT more interested in girls. That summer, fuck. 12-13 years old. Lots of experimentation with female friends. Good time.
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Originally posted by Sophie
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It's true. 12-13 was experimentation time. We had already been doing it even younger. It was only until puberty age did we actually feel good doing it. :D
Originally posted by Grimace
It's true. 12-13 was experimentation time. We had already been doing it even younger. It was only until puberty age did we actually feel good doing it. :D
Maybe it's just me but i was like 5 years earlier with that. And i guess it stuck. Also, i know of the joys of 12yo pussy, my nigga'.
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Originally posted by Sophie
Maybe it's just me but i was like 5 years earlier with that. And i guess it stuck. Also, i know of the joys of 12yo pussy, my nigga'.
In 1992, I asked my female friend Kelly to sit on my face while I was over at her house playing the new Super Nintendo. Why I asked her to do that? Not really sure, but it made me feel a certain way in my private parts. I was 5.
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Originally posted by Grimace
In 1992, I asked my female friend Kelly to sit on my face while I was over at her house playing the new Super Nintendo. Why I asked her to do that? Not really sure, but it made me feel a certain way in my private parts. I was 5.
Sounds like a good time.
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Originally posted by NARCassist
yeah 11 was a good year for me, had my first fuck and my first cigarette. prolly did my first a lot of things but they're the ones that stood out.
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I was 12 for my first fuck. I was 10 for my first cigarette and first (room temp.) Budweiser or beer at all for that matter. I thought it was disgusting and the cigarette made me light-headed. Hah. What a child.
i remember about 10 we had a family xmas or new year party at my aunts. i stole a couple of beers and the next thing i knew i was rushing to my aunts bathroom but ended up throwing up a nasty mix of beer and chocolate cake all across her bathroom, literally everywhere but in the toilet bowl. lmao.
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yeah i do get sad thinking about certain things from when i was younger. in elementry school i think i was like 8 or 9. it was bear day at school where you could bring a teddy bear or any kind of plushible doll you were fond over. I brought the grey teddy bear 2 women in bikinis that also bought me hot wheels when i was sick in the hospital when i was 4 for a month.
anyways after school and on the bus going back home pee wee had a space jam bugs bunny plushible with a plushy basketball that attached to velcro on bugs hand. tj the black kid thought he was hot shit because his dad used to be a player on the Minnesota vikings he asked to see the bugs bunny plushy and pulled the basket ball off and tossed it and it went out the window while the bus was moving.
he was like oops sorry and tossed the bugs bunny plushible back to pee wee and pee wee turn around and sunk down into the seat with a look of analytical depression and its stuck with me for years. he loved that space jam plushy but it will never be what it used to be.
when i was 4 years old i was in the hospital for a month because my right eye was falling out of my head like seriously. It wasn't completely sad as my dad came to the hospital and brought me a toxic avenger action figure because toxie also had his eye popping out of his head. anyways we were just chilling watching a christmas special and he was on the phone talking to his stock broker bobby and he all of a suddenly said "bobby I got to go, theres two women in bikinis and a clown at the door"
and there really was and not just any women but because it was like 1991 the women had that trashy teased hair style from like the 80's and i think thats really fucking hott. Anyways they gave me hotwheels and a teddy bear and hugged and kissed me i couldn't believe it.
But when they left my mom and my lil bro came and my dad left. A nurse came in and told me she was going to put in my pajamas, the ones with the footies a one piece and i didnt want to because thats gay and she said to not worry she will put my lil brother in them as well and he started crying as they were undressing him and forcing him to wear pj's with the footies and then they did the same to me and i cried worse than a bitch with a skinned knee.
Originally posted by Grimace
In 1992, I asked my female friend Kelly to sit on my face while I was over at her house playing the new Super Nintendo. Why I asked her to do that? Not really sure, but it made me feel a certain way in my private parts. I was 5.
that sounded pretty fucking hot. i can remember as young as 5 or 6 being very curious about girls and their girly parts and on occasion if i was playing with a girl in a room alone then getting her to show me it and shit. i remember this girl katy i used to go to school with and our moms were friends. we were over their house one afternoon when i was about 9, in her bedroom, and she was letting me kiss it, lol. wish i'd known wtf i was doing now tho, so i could have really taken advantage of the situation. still a pretty fucking hot early memory to have tho.
Ireland was really different back before I was a teen. The whole country changed massively in the late 90s/early 00s. It's like a different place now.
My childhood was a lot like you probably think when you think of a corny conception of Ireland, saving hay by hand, working with little tractors, fair days, going to church, going to the North and seeing the soldiers on the streets, the whole lot.
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