the old /b/aw thread just died. I'll post what I posted in the last one, but first could you guys post everything you have related to this pic, I still dont know the whole story and I've lurked for 4 years now.
Be warned, there's probably some shit ones in here.
Baww threads are nice
I think I have the follow up to that, but I don't remember exactly where, I'll post it as soon as I find it.
I remember a few years ago like 3.5. I was in a deep dark place, really bad. Was sometimes in class just pondering if I were to do it in the woods somewhere would someone find me? It was a bad place.
In all seriousness, are humans meant to exist in a depressed and sad state of being? It seems that everything happy and joyful is like a cover-up. We watch feel-good movies to forget about our 'real' (often stressful and sad) lives for a while. It's why we listen to happy music, and read funny threads on /b/. A cover up for 'reality'. When people talk about 'reality' it almost always means the depressing, boring lives of everyday people. Giving up on your dreams.
So again I ask, are we meant to be unhappy? Anyone understand what I'm trying to say?
op here. Im just sitting here trying to muffle crying as to not wake up my roommate just one thin wall and a door over. Its been a rough week, hell a rough few years, but you guys and /v/ always help me through it.
There were anons that showed up and I was pretty sure the Legion said he was happy about the cards, but they couldn't let random people from the internet in because it's fucking 4chan. Plus he already had friends and family there.
It's good enough for a while, and sometimes that's all you need
That's fucking rough, dude
We will always be with you anon. No matter how bad you think it is, just remember. For right now, at this moment,you are alive. You aren't close to death, not starving. You're on a computer in your room. Live in the moment and feel with us.
Here come the earthquake ones, prepare yourselves
All that we're meant to do is reproduce and pass on our genes, everything else is just a distraction we've come up with to get through how boring and shitty every day life is.
The real question is what do you do when the distractions don't work anymore?
>be 13-14 playing star wars galaxies
>join am awesome guild we do everything even start a big town right outside theed
>love my guildmates but one in particular stood out a guy named kboba
>older guy with a great sense of humor
>our bases get raid and dude being the shrew business man offers a sale for the invaders
>he would tell me good advice like don't let women get in your head in a few years anon
>he has a son who was in Iraq and loved him as he himself was once in the army
>one day he comes on vent and he's not himself he's not talking the same
>he just says hey to us and moves channel
>he doesn't do anything on his character which is odd as he's productive usually
>few days later he comes on vent and through his voice cracking just says "my son died"
>he leaves vent and logs out of game
>kboba doesn't log on for awhile but we figure he's upset
>about two months later he gets into vent
>we say hi and shit but he doesn't say anything for awhile
>after an hour a woman says is this his guild and can we hear her
>we say yes and yes and asked where kboba went
>she tells us he's gone
>he killed himself after his son died
>he left a note detailing how to get on vent for us
>she said he wants us to attend his funeral
>he also left instructions on a kinda in game will
>we help her out logging in and stuff but we are devastated
>she puts us as admins on his hidden resource house and turns out he was credit capped too
>the guild all gets some credits and rare loot and resources
>she asks for our address's and tells us they are pretty well off and she will get us tickets to the funeral
>fly to Texas and meet my guildmate for the first time
>people who never saw each other all together to say goodbye to a guildmate
Since anon I feel like I can say anything to you /b/ros.
All the old people posts got me crying hard as shit. I miss my grandparents so much. Ended up moving into their building a few years after they passed away, since I know the landlord.
I can see their old apartment from my balcony. Sometimes it feels like they're still there, and all I have to do is walk down the hall to have dinner with them or watch a football game with my grandpa.
Haven't cried like this since I lost them both.
Now's not the time for armchair philosophy, just read it and accept it
Please forgive me if I sound like an edgelord.
What does love feel like
This one fucking got me u.u I have 17 year old dog who now poops and pees wherever he can, doesn't bark anymore sleeps most of the day. How am I supposed to be angry with him after this? :x
No, it's a byproduct of the times we live in.
In the conditions we evolved in we needed to work hard all day every day just to survive.
We got plenty of exercise and almost no one was a social outcast because early humans needed to band together.
Now we live mostly alone and sedentary lives. We have enough excess stuff that we don't need to constantly strive towards anything really.
We're cavemen living in a world that gives us way too much time to think. That's my theory as to why so many people are depressed anyway.
You find the good in life, and the good in people... I seem to find it in the misjudged , or even misunderstood. Fact is happy is always going to be met with sadness, it all ends, just like life. You have to make the best of a shitty evil world and find the good.
I go out of my way each day to see someone smile, I am a mechanic, so I try to help someone for free at least once a day. Guess I am a sucker for a sob story, but I like to think I made someone happy.
If you have the ability, try to help someone... I used to pull over and help people on the side of the road. Nothing more reliving than seeing a guy dressed to work in a shop helping you with you car
Try to help someone, whenever you can, you never know who is in a rut and just needs help, and a smile.
You can change the world one person at a time.
great..and then like the worst possible thing ever.
i beg you anon. never fall in love. im 28 and thought i had found the one..nearly 2 year laters she tosses me aside and deltes me from her life out of nowhere.
unless you are gay or a trap..dont bother. its like a roller coaster than only goes down after you hit the high point.
it feels kind of like you would do anything for that person, to make them smile, to get them to see how much you care about them, with no regards to how you feel personally. you want that person to always be with you, its as if seeing that person gives you a high, but touching or kissing them gets you fucking blasted.
hory shet i live right next to gardner, ma
I tried, i smoked mad weed daily for like 3 years to the point where I just get anxious from smoking.
I took shrooms and it threw me into some sort of mental fuckup for about 6-7 months
I also come from a family of alcoholics so if I start drinking I know exactly what road I'll go down.
Drugs just put a bandaid over what's fucking you up and sometimes it has a reverse effect and just rips the bandaid off making things even worse.
That's what they did for me, and then I felt better.
Paying my dues, and wanting to cry again.
It's been so long.
not at all. apparently my gf has had a new interest for weeks/months even?
4 days ago we were fine and talking all day and being loving. doesnt talk to me for two days.
dumps me the day after talking to a group of internet strangers in a skype chat (who are all horny kids) to get their opinion.
dumps me and has already found someone new.
last thing she said was 'i really care about you and i love you'
i only care about my mom now as well.
girls in any teen to 23ish era are fucking stupid and not worth any time of yours. i would be a 28 year old virgin and have never cared for a girl in exchange for the pain im feeling right now in an instant.
got me. hard. sobbing.
i'm buzzed as fuck though, that might have something to do with it.
Crying is known to make you feel better as well, try it.
I've read your posts, you've been through a hard time anon. But I will bet anything in the world. You'll find someone that can appreciate you as much as you will appreciate them. Hang in there and keep your chin up always.
Well, I'm crying now. Thanks a lot.
I wish I had friends in real life. I never got to experience young love in high school.
Never got to go to a party.
Never got anyone's phone numbers.
Never went out to eat with anyone.
Never ditched class to go hang out with anyone.
Fuck, I was completely silent. Everyone just thought I was always high.
Christ, I regret being such a dormant nothing in HS. For all you underage b&, please take advantage of it. Don't turn out like me, an insecure, friendless, near-emotionless loser.
I did then what I still do now, and that's 4chan. With all of you people.
I love you all
its like happines 10x.
i mean, have you ever eaten while high?
well, imagine yourself eating the most delicious thing in the whole world. that almost orgasmic sensation, but instead of being in your mouth, its in your heart.
Its exactly like that
I sometimes have such dreams about my grandpa. He was an asshole to family. Could only show two kinds of emotions when he was in the house - anger and sometimes he was joking. But when he was dying of cancer it was like my father was dying. I met my shit dad when I was 16 and this fuck ruined my psyche even more than grandpa, mom and grandma. But ech.. anyway.. grandfather was a strong person. Never showed sadness. Knew how to do many things. I was on permit from mental hospital (yes, I'm that damaged) when he was dying. Looked worse than victims of concentration camps... that one day when I managed to man up and change his diaper, take care of him... just several days before he died.. that last moment when we said bye to ourselves when he had a brief lapse of consciousness... We never shake nads, but then we did and he told me to "hold on". He was so surprised when I burst in tears like right now, when I kissed him in forehead. I dream about him when I am lost, when I need a guidance of a man. Dreams about him ressurected from death, him never died, him in his garage, doing his work around the house.. I wish I could talk to him when he was alive, but I was always afraid. He was difficult person. Tyrant in house.. it was a shock to me, mam and grandma when his employes at funeral party said how great person he was.. just not for us. It's so hard to communicate with people sometimes. And then it's too late and you only can drive at their graves, pretend you talk to them about thing you wasn't brave enought to talk to when there was a possibility to do it..
thanks but it sadly wont. i have 0% motivation. i got lucky to meet her but im shit. ive spent the last 4 out of 5 nights int he garage drunk with a ghetto electrical chord noose staring at it. got close enough to put half my head through it but then yelled and laid down to cry.
wish i would have just done it. maybe tonights the lucky night. who knows.
m8 you're still alive, go do something with it. All that crap in highschool is just over dramatized nonsense because we were so young and ignorant. The highschool shit will be with you for the rest of your life, but you should stop comparing yourself to it.
I still do, it's going away though. Real life is a lot less boring than school because people were more real when they were younger.
fuck..got me..so true of me. ive spent countless hours trying to make my few love interests feel better..then they leave me and never realize i was the one that wanted half of that effort in return.
crying for second time in like 6 years...
what was that movies name again? Garden State?
I've seen this kind of thing happen.
>Be driving home from Atlanta
>Be about 9 years old, sitting in the front seat, feeling like a big boy 'n shit
>mom suddenly gasps and says "Nik, look away."
>being a dumb kid, i don't. wish i had.
>in front of us, is a dead black lab in the road. big guy. right in front of someone's house, i can hear someone crying from their porch.
>beside the lab is a little dog, tiny little ball of fur. Something mixed with a Scottish Terrier i think.
>little guy is pushing on the lab's leg, trying to push it out of the road. .
>everytime a car pulls up to it, the little guy jumps up and barks like bloody murder until the driver goes around, then it goes back and then tries to push it out of the road..eventually the little one gets tired and just lays beside the lab and nuzzles it, trying to love it back to life.
>saddest god damn thing i've ever seen
High school is and never was just about math and English and history. It's where you're supposed to learn how to be, well, human. It was a mini-world. You learn to make friends, how to interact. I never did, and that's why I have zero social skills today.
Heavy, but a nice undertone.
These threads always make me want to go tell my family I love them, but can never do it. I just feel like it's weird to tell my mom and dad I love them in a serious not. As if to say, I don't know what will happen tomorrow. Just know that I love you.
Why can't I do it /b/
my entire extended family lives in another country. so this guy kinda felt like a grandpa. he didnt say mean things, or disappointed. it was just happy fun times and good life lessons. so this really hit me.
i was with mine for 7 years when it ended. there are people that have had marriages for decades and then divorce. things happen in life that we can't predict. it's been almost 3 months and yeah i think about her and yeah i still dream about her. but i've realized you need to be happy with yourself. you can't rely on anyone else to be happy. you need to be at peace with your own soul before you look for anything. take this moment as an opportunity to suck yourself back into reality. use it to your advantage instead of letting it destroy you.... you will never truly love until you love yourself and are happy with yourself... there are times like tonight where i need to find solace. but i'm trying to chase dreams and improve myself as a human being. i need to keep moving forward and i need to keep looking ahead. instead of the past where I find regret and pain. keep your head up anon. get off the booze. start making yourself into a better person. don't let the past dictate and define who you are now.