Sounds like you were trying to make a friend, and your neighbor was the raw materials you had at your disposal. You were expecting payment in the form of a mutual social attachment. You were imposing on him your need for a social connection. You aren't "too nice", you're a scheming little worm who was trying to get something out of it. Normally when you help out your neighbors, the most you can hope for is a cold beer if they have one and are feeling nice. You wanted an entire friendship out of it, and that probably showed.
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I quit my job today, my career even. when my co workers asked why, I looked them right in the eyes and said i refuse to contribute to society unless it starts providing me with unlimited, convenient access to 18 year old pussy. I am never working another day in my life until I wake up one morning and there is a white, busty (natural) blonde (also natural) 18 year old on my doorstep with blue eyes and an intact hymen that has never had tiktok or instagram and wants to have my children. She must also have no tattoos, has never been out of the state, and has a good relationship with both her parents, who are themselves still married and very much in love with no history of infidelity on the mothers side. Until then I will spend my time mining as much proof of work crypto as humanly possible, making deep fake porn of leftwing women, reading NIS, and refusing to pay any taxes. every time someone criticises my decision, I will donate $50 to an anti LGBT organisation, I will also from here onwards spend an inordinate amount of time harrassing women who have decided to murder their children on social media, as well as people who call themselves polygamous or wittingly enter into open relationships. Furthermore, I will be cutting all sex-havers out of my life until said demands are met. this is the future the democrats chose, get out of my way you fat tranny
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Originally posted by Lodger Free
You planted them? They're a wild flower here in cali
If they have pale yellow petals surrounding a darker yellow trumpet they are not daffodils they are wild daffodils. Otherwise they are just the garden variety that have grown outside of a garden.
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Originally posted by Kafka
In the wind-up bird chronicles this man hangs out in wells to enter another world. He wrote about prisoners being thrown into them then a grenade being thrown down it, I wonder if that’s happened. I think it’d be a chill spot.
Sounds like something early day Soviet goon squads would do like the NKVD and Troikas.
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Originally posted by Kafka
Okay Athens. It was like the centre was nice but you walk 30 mins in any direction and you're surrounded by filth. It was suffocating. Junkies everywhere keeled over in yoga poses, homeless, prostitutes, thieves, people peeing anywhere. It was so hopeless it was almost funny. The stray kittens. I was stalked by a pickpocket. I insta smile at everyone and no one smiled back. Inside the hostel it was like a sitcom with all the characters. Everything went smoothly like I didn't get lost but I felt like I was in limbo and just drank everyday.
Richard: This feels like the street where you get raped. I'm expecting to see a dead baby floating down a river. Wtf is he picking up? What did you just pick up? Davit: Nathing.
Richard: There's a lot of people on this pub crawl. It feels more like an angry mob.
Laurette a negative nancy telling us bout how she tried to jump from the roof of the hostel her first night there but tripped over the chain fence. This was over breakfast.
Victor: You don't have any wings! Laurette: What would you know? *richard wtf face*
Davit was this Mexican guy I hung out with a bit but he did some strange things. He may be dead now. My second night there we went for a walk holding hands. A few days later for another walk to the national library. Right outside in the open was a junkie with a needle in his arm. In broad daylight. Victor, some English guy nd I were sitting on a park bench one night drinking when we saw Davit walking by. We stopped him for a chat, he was vague, then he walked back in the opposite direction he came. One day he sat outside blaring music literally all day with about 20 beer cans around him and his sunglasses on. And I mean all day. He was sitting in the dark with his sunglasses on and scared people. My last day in Athens I hung out in a nice park with him. He told me not to take his picture because he was famous. He also said there were minor teenage boys in the park selling themselves to older men.
Idk it was just crazy. Athens is a strange place and I'll never forget it. Victor was this dutchman who just said all the wrong things. There were these three German girls all 18 yrs old, and two of them liked Richard, this 32 yr old fat guy, and one of them fucked Richard in the toilets. Indian man took me for a ride on his motorbike. I went to a nice beach a few times and some touristy stuff. Got the same burger from the same place every night.
There was this American lady, we went for a walk one night to buy souvenirs and then to dinner. The next day we went to the beach and omg the tram stopped because someone hit their head and this old lady was sitting next to the American lady fucking shouting for an hour at everyone and in the American lady's face. I got voice memos of it and was cracking up. And no one knew what she was saying. It was here that my accent started changing, got a bit American and it hasn't gone away yet.
The first day I went to the beach I walked all the way back to the hostel just to see Athens better. Two and a half hours. Tbh there was nothing really to do at the hostel and the square outside was just full of junkies. Nothing to see there.
There was this one guy in the hostel just on his laptop gaming the whole time. Like it was funny he was always there, day and night in the same clothes and so antisocial. He said Sup to me once as he walked back to his den but that's it. I wish I could take a photo of him. He's probably still there to this day. There's Athens outside, we're all having mad craic and he's just fucking gaming day and night in the dark. I was worried for his eyes like I don't even stay at a pc that long.
I just kinda skimread this or at least what was quoted and I didn't see one adjective so I feel confident making a transatlantic cyber diagnosis of autism and recommend monsters, drugs, NIS and reckless abandon if you want to increase your autism power and there is no way to decrease it that I know of or I would have tried it already
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