"Young adult meets with manager and doesn't shake his hand firmly -- UNEMPLOYMENT. Many such cases!"
PLEASE MAKE MY AUTISM GO AWAY PLEASE MAKE IT GO AWAY I WISH I WAS NORMAL PLEASE
ITT we post movies we watched again and again as kids
I wish I was Stacy. I would be the biggest whore ever and be on hundreds of porn films.
The most whorish way to do porn is to do it for free and have it uploaded to Latin American amateur pornography websites full of other amateur porn whores, some of questionable age. A professional pornstar is just a really high class prostitute, so classy that she doesn't even fuck her clients, they just pay to watch her fuck other prostitutes.
>one day clean from weed & booze
I'm gonna turn my life around for real this time
If you're not a Mexican, you cannot be a robot. Literally the worst genetics of any group. Full of downies, Manlets with Napoleon Complex, and women who go downhill from 12. Not to mention, you're associated with shitty jobs
I ONLY WANT YOU
I ONLY WANT YOU
I ONLY WANT YOU
I ONLY WANT YOU
This is my favourite new hobby, looking up videos of failed normie youtubers that can't hack living in Japan
So I went to Kekistain a week ago the capital of Feepepeia I had a nice time hangin out with trolls and people with different opinions from it was one of the best times I've ever had
"Watcha up to?"
>dude, just stop giving a shit about what other people think, bro
Is this the most useless piece of normie advice ever? It's basically saying, "Just be okay with being an autistic friendless loser, bro. Just try not to care when we make fun of you to your fucking face every day, bro."
That's not what the advice really means.
It's more like; the constant and exaggerated fear of judgement/rejection/failure is what's made you into the autistic friendless loser in the first place.
While I believe that you can stop caring about people's opinions to a certain degree I think only a small percent of people can completely stop caring. I mean we are social animals after all and our personalities and behavior are mostly hardwired into our brains by genetics. It makes sense that we instinctively care about how other people see us.
None of you matter to me.
Seriously I value you no more than the roaches that fester in the dumpster behind my house. None of you are important to me. None of your lives have any real meaning to me.
How do you go from matching with a girl on tinder to fucking her?
Look, this is what you fuckin do. You tell her to go out with you. Don't ask, tell. You pick the slut up, and you take her to a goddamn bar & grill. Hooters, Twin Peaks, Pluckers, whatever the fuck they have in your city. You take the cunt out there and you order some wings, they're not expensive, pay for yours and hers, you'll be spending under $40. You have to remember to run your game the whole time though. It'll be a good idea to try to get a kiss at least once here. If she isn't ready, don't push it, just back up, say something like "oh sorry, I had a big bowl of chili for lunch today" and carry on with the date. Turn her on verbally, eat your meal, get her back to your car, start touching on her. Touch on her thigh as you talk to her and whatnot, see her response. If she doesn't flinch from your hand or anything negative, it's a go. Pull up to her place, move in for the kiss. If she kisses you, ask if you can see the inside of her house.
aliens pulse rifle https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V4xIaLchJ9k
>i used to suck my brothers dick all the time
>we were kids for god's sake
>i once sucked him off under the table as mom cooked breakfast
>it was a funny thing to do and our seacret
>then he had to mention it to his friends
>suddenly everybody knew
>i got bullied bad
>never sucked dick again
>When I was a kid, like probably 5 or 6. I met this kid in Kindergarten
>Him and I become playfriends all through kindergarten.
>His mom and mine arrange a playdate at his house.
>At his house playing with legos, when he turns to me and says "Anon, let me see your peter. I'll show you mine if you do."
>Show him my broadslayer, he shows me his.
>He grabs mine, "Yours is different from mine, Anon!"
>Grab his, "No there not!" I yell
>Dont remember much after that
>After kindergarten I go to a different school, never saw him again until we both went to the same high school.
>I became a shy quiet kid, who had a decent ammount of friends, a couple of them being chads and Stacy's. While he became THE Chad Thundercock of the school friends with literally every Chad and stacy I knew.
>He enjoyed picking on anxious quiet kids like me for the fuck of it, yet he never picked on me once.
> I never spoke to him since Kindergarten and mutually he never fucked with me. Maybe he remembered playing with me way back when, yet I think he never fucked with me because we both knew something about the other that absolutely neither of us could risk anyone knowing.
>Maybe i'm overthinking things.
You're not overthinking things, he remembers you anon. Not all Chads are bad deep down inside - all that social power gets to their head. But your Chad remembers his roots and respects you still. It's honorable. Chads are great, it's Staceys that are shit