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It depends on your timing. Us just reading your jokes off a screen isn't going to tell you whether you're funny or not

I dont know man. Honestly one of the saddest moments in my life is when my autistic little brother was 3 years old and he pulled down his pants in front of all my friends and said "Look a butt!" to try and be funny. Someone in the group said "its all fun and games till the autistic kid shows up" which really cut deep. Like he's never gonna be normal. Gotta be careful with your phrasing.

>>16992785

If a non-autisic kid did that I don't think I'd think anything of it. 3 year olds are fucking retarded. Sucks that someone present was a huge douche, but...they were a douche.

Continued: He left me for his friend, I forgot to add.

It will get better. You can't really do anything except try to keep yourself busy. I'm sorry you have to go through something like that

Take no offense to any of this.
You seem needy, somewhat codependent and incredibly insecure. Whether or not you love him, you should have the ability to compartmentalize enough to avoid stalking him at the very least. You lack self control. He shouldn't need to block you in order for contact between you and him to cease. I understand loving someone who doesn't love you back, but it comes to a point when you need to question why it was difficult for him to love you. Don't recess into those bullshit Pinterest ideals like, "if you can't love me at my worst then you don't deserve me at my best." That's only partially true. If you love someone, and more importantly if you love yourself, you make active efforts not to be at your worst. Everyone has low moments. But assuming that anyone owes you anything is wrong. Stop focusing on him. With or without him life goes on and time passes. It sounds stupid but its true. You're putting the power of your happiness in everyone around you, your love interest, your friends, etc. None of that should matter if you have a solid foundation of self. To get to the point, every time you feel a negative feeling or thought in your mind, question it. Why does it bother you? What can you do to better yourself in this moment so that this feeling or thought is more manageable? Aka work on yourself. Work on becoming some bad ass mother fucker that you're legitimately in your heart proud to be. It'll be hard but either way time passes, why not use said time to improve yourself rather than wallowing. After a while you'll start to notice how people respond to you differently. You'll notice how little you care how people respond to you, you like who you are either way. Right now you have a choice to be weak and allow your feelings and thoughts and relationships to guide your actions and choices, or you can woman the fuck up and combat the negative parts of yourself and come out on the other side of this a baller ass bitch. Its entirely up to you.

>inb4 fight between Protestants and Catholics

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>>16992535
He Who Is Not Against Us Is for Us (Mark 9:38-41)

John answered Him, “Teacher, we saw one who does not follow us casting out demons in Your name, and we forbade him because he was not following us.”

But Jesus said, “Do not forbid him, for no one who does a miracle in My name can quickly speak evil of Me. For he who is not against us is for us. Truly I say to you, whoever gives you a cup of water to drink in My name, because you belong to Christ, will not lose his reward."


Many Christians who claim to be such do not truly know Him. In the Bible, Jesus says, "So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it." (Isaiah 55:11). Jesus is the way, the truth, and the life, no one goes to the Father except through Him. These doctrinal divisions are due to men, and they are not of God. It is not man's way, but God's way, through Jesus Christ, the lamb slain for our sins. Jesus says that, "God is a Spirit: and they that worship him must worship him in spirit and in truth." (John 4:24)

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Then Peter came to him and said, “Lord, how many times must I forgive my brother who sins against me? As many as seven times?” Jesus said to him, “Not seven times, I tell you, but seventy-seven times! (Matthew 18:21-22)


Officer Ali Perez was nearly killed while serving a warrant on a suspected pedophile. During a shoot out, Jesus appears to Ali and asks him to bless the man who was determined to take his life. The doctor told him that he would not make it. Jesus saves his life. He also forgave him who almost killed him. I may consider this is near death experience but it may be not. It looks like he was not unconscious at the time of injured. Whatever case it fit, this is great miracle. We all have one life! We don't know when we die. Do you know Jesus! Jesus loves you! He wants to spend time with you in heaven. It is time to repent your sins and believe in Jesus as your Savior. Then you can go to heaven and spend eternity with Jesus.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ys_eR6i4fGM

yeah, dont keep it

>>16992216
your bed is made. enjoy the rest of your shitty life

>>16992216

you can always have a baby later if you so choose. but you cant undo this baby when its in your life.

this would require you to drop out of college and work two really shitty jobs where you would virtually never see your child.

>>16991750
You love Roxie but you'll never see her again?
That sucks man. If you're sure you don't have a chance at being with her, then just bang Alana.

>>16991758
Roxie was flirting a bunch too but I'm not sure how much of it was alcohol induced.

>>16991838
If you fuck her and never see her again, it might make those bittersweet feelings even more bittersweet. Ultimately the choice is yours.
Do you get your dick wet like you've never gotten it wet before? Or do you take the risk of nothing happening for a chance at seeing what could've been but won't be?

I texted her good morning, like sometimes I used to do. She responded and we texted a bit, I was at classed and kinda distracted. In the evening I texted her and she replyed at first but then she stopped. Never panicked, let that go and continue hanging out with buddies. At some point I’ve seen her coming back home so, naturally, I wanted to speak with her. I asked her to come and have a smoke with me, she agreed but she was a whole different person. Freaked out when I touched her(sometimes when I talked to her I would put my hand on her knee or whatever, shoulder, hand, etc – “let me pop this here” kind of guy), was mostly silent, etc. Ok, asked her if something was wrong, silent. Asked her to see a movie, agreed, tried to kiss her, kissed me back. At that point my head was spinning. I was more confused than when I first put my dick in her. So, the movie was over, (Sinister – never, but NEVER watch this shit) and I asked her if she wanted to continue our thing. She said no. Ok, whatever. We “broke up” before, I decided that this was going nowhere so, the next day she called me and turned the whole thing over.

Ok, we “broke up”, I went home, slept like a baby. The next day was a free one. I never felt bad a second that day, not a second. It was the next day I realized that I was in shock.

>cont

Ok, the next day, in the morning I was fucking down. Also a free day and I thought “what the fuck, let’s get drunk” so I went outside and bought a bottle of whiskey. Baaad idea. Finished the fucker by evening and I was craving more since this shit makes me feel on top of the world. Ok, go outside and buy another, what is the scholarship for? (apparently I am smart, no kidding). Finished half of that shit and stayed on omegle since 4 am, seen some tits and stuff, it was ok. I went on like this until the week was over and I went home. In 3 days I drank 4 bottles of 750ml of whiskey. I got home(I have two homes, one where I study and one parent home) at 10am, went to the store and bought another one, cos I was too lazy to carry that ½ bottle I had left. My mom never spoke a word about alcohol until I was on my 7th bottle.(that weekend – I was fucking wasted all the time)

>cont

I went back to college after the week was over, got there, drank the leftover whiskey and bought another one. There goes about 200$ worth of money on whiskey and cigarettes.(about 6$/pack). Ok, so, Since 20th of march this is pretty much my life. Get drunk and spend time meeting fucking losers like me on omegle.

>Now it gets to the fun part

In my fucked up head, I have fucking feelings for this girl. I have called her once to see how she was the other weekend (exactly 1 week ago minus 2 hours) and texted her 6 days ago to have a smoke with me.

Two or three days after she broke up with me she posted a picture with a rose with caption “thanks” on facebook. Now, it was not from me, a mutual friend mentioned a guy who asked her out that night she posted. I was fucking devastated.

>cont

>>16987335

That's not true.

People stay the same because security goes down.

They get tied to marriages cars mortgages and debts. They're less willing to take the risks or behave in the ways that bring about change. They get stuck in a routine and stop trying new things.

You can always change. Even if you have all of the above holding you back you can go join a yoga club or take night classes or do something, anything that challenges and refines you.

>>16987335
What's stopping you from traveling?

>>16987339
>People stay the same because security goes down.

Kinda meant for your average 25+ loser that frequents. Most of them seem to stay stuck.

>>16987345
I wouldn't mind travelling, but doing it alone seems harrowing. I mean, I'm your average sperg who's never been holiday.

lets get something straight here... fuck you.

I'm not trusting you anymore, I'm not working with you in a collaborative way anymore. that is some massive bullshit dude. I'm this close to telling the customer to coordinate with you and just washing my hands of it cause fuck that level of disrespect. if you wanted that, you shouldnt have sent it my way and to dictate shit to me and make this a completely non profitable waste of my time after I close shit... thats fucking unacceptable.

you weren't gonna do it, but now that I'm doing all the work and closed the deal you want 50%? are you fucking high?

seriously, this close to walking away. how do I walk away without damaging what that customer will say? it's not even worth it now. literally any other project, literally the smallest thing on my books, is worth more now. that is a massive waste of my fucking time.

AND, AND YOU PROMISED SOME PRO BONO SHIT.

man you need to learn some fucking respect and you need to realize that this is not your shit to be getting into. get the FUCK up out of my business.

btw the next time you interrupt a conversation between me and one of my customers in an obvious weird powerplay bullshit way, I'm gonna call you on it right then and there in front of the customer. you don't understand, I don't need you, or that particular customer. there are literally millions of customers within 50 miles. I will gladly lose that customer to tell you to shut the fuck up and respect what I'm doing. desu, they hate it to. shut the fuck up, mind your own business and butt out of mine and stop trying to fuck shit up.

fucking asshole. I'm quitting whether or not this works by the way. its not like fucking things up is gonna keep your golden employee around. you act so fucking ugly you couldn't pay me enough to stay in this position.

I had a really nice dream. I was looking after this kid, then we somehow got to this field I used to play in when I was a kid. Getting there we ran past a girl from college I had a crush on for years who I thought I'd forgotten about. The field was much bigger than in real life, and the grass was silvery green, tall and dripping with fresh dew. We raced over the edge as it dips into the bank of a hill, I jumped over and won and slid down. There was lavender on the side. It felt good to run, I was felt like I started off slow then zipped along like the wind, it was great. I remember holding tufts of grass and pulling them out to speed up really fast.

A very vivid dream. I wonder what it means. Probably nothing. But it was nice somehow.

Pretty sure me and my friend both said that we would be up for sleeping together. We're really close so it would be more like incest than anything.

My scummy neighbours were screaming and I want to do nothing but pin them down and just bite their faces until there's nothing left.

Give me a random name, G-Chan.

If she wanted to date you, or at least want to sleep with you, she would have swiped right.

>>16994032
See im the kinda person i would've asked her flat out why she didn't swipe me but I can tell you aren't so I've got no advice for you

>>16994049
You must be autistic to think asking that is a good idea

Of course that would make more sense.
But people, male or female, will go after the "other man/woman" before they'd go after their partner.

If they hit the girl, then there will be police warrents and arrests for battery.

Wouldn't it make the most sense to not act like a trained monkey for the audience?

>>16993679
I'm also interested in this.

castration

then join a monastery of your choosing

When you get the urges say a prayer.

Sounds hardcore, OP. Now all you need to learn is how to wake up from the sound of your own screams

On a more serious note, start a dream journal.

>>16993667
You should try marijuana it blocks the brain from dreaming while asleep

>>16993678

Where do you have that from? That would be seriously unhealthy. You're basically saying it completely disturbs normal brain function.

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My mom got tired of me being anti social to her standard and set up an online dating profile for me I met my fiance there. I was feeling a lot better for the next couple years I had someone to hangout with when I was sick and my grades were really good and I loved graphic design. Last summer I finished my graphic design and got a job, when I had this job I got even more sick and started developing an even worse anxiety disorder. I got so sick that I was being hospitalized at least once a week. My mind was decaying I made a choice to pick my health over my dream career. To me my career would be my child, I have no intentions of having kids because I do not have the health to care for kids and it is not for me I do not want it. It was December and I quit my job. I am still recovering from working and are now back in school for photography online so I can start my own business and work a couple times out of the month doing freelancing. My family thinks very little of me and I am moving out on my own in November. I have to get married in September.

I am going to be honest. I see no point in this suffering. I am tired of always being sick. I have been to so many specialists but nothing helps I just have a deadly combination together of shit that should not be put together. I want to be dead. But my family is too selfish to let go and end my suffering. I tried to kill myself in January but I ended up getting hospitalized. I have been getting help for all these things for so long but nothing is helping.

>>16993595
I am either not myself pumped with drugs and numb or I am myself and in constant pain or just sleeping all the time. The only thing that calms me down is by playing games and pretending I am in a different body in a different world. I know things are not meant to be perfect but I hate this torment. I hate being only half alive. I hate this. I see no point in suffering and dragging my body around just to be able to play games 20 hours a week. I see no point in not working at all either and just playing games straight. I am tired of finding out I have another medical condition. I am tired of all of this. I just want to fall asleep and have my little bits of body parts that cause me constant pain be able to be used for someone to help them feel better.

No stores are open currently so I can not make an escape bag. I am done with all of this. I do not want to be alive for my 22nd birthday if I am I will feel like god is laughing in my face.

Help me please Anons. Help my suffering end.

I'll bite.

But only if you don't blogpost this shit and tl;dr it

This is just a rant about your shitty life from the looks of it and i'm not gonna sit there and read your self-pity.

Can't you appreciate the fleeting beauty of that moment? Unspoiled by reality, it will forever exist in your mind. How bittersweet. If she had been made any more real, if the moment had gone on to long, the drudgery of existence and the colorlessness of your days would have infected her like everything else. I personally cherish those moments when I saw beauty that I never saw again, and that I never tried to make my own. It will exist inside my mind until I die, and I can carry it with me, whenever I want to feel that sweet pain, that harrowing elation of a single, ephemeral instant forever lost to time. Everything is lost some day. And even more never held. Why not love it anyway?

>>16993613
Because it's extremely frustrating.

>>16993643

Embrace it.

What kind of advice would he need? "Stop being a shithead"?

Those are the type of people you cannot reach. It's better to just cut them out of your life.

thank christ these people still exist and will exist forever