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 No.1253[Reply]

Do you guys have any memories that have made you physically cringe because of the amount of autism in them from your part? One pops up every few minutes for me.

I've spent the past hour or so going through old photos from yesteryear. It's funny how those frozen moment in time can say a lot about the context in which you existed back then, who you were, how you perceived others and how might have been perceived.

As of late, I've been thinking about the past in regards to uncomfortable memories from as far back as my childhood and adolescence, about the plethora of situations I should have handled better, about the kind of person I was back then and the people whom I should have cherished a lot more. These are the kind of memories I've had to literally sing out of my head at times to silence them. The more I think about it, the more I start to realize how repulsive of a human being I must have seemed like to people through my actions, my words, my beliefs and my blatant ignorance. The amount of people I've pushed away because of the way I've acted and the lack of understanding I had back then about the bonds of friendship.

I lament the fact that I'm not friends with most people I used to know back in primary and junior high school. I lament the fact that it's most likely because of how I pushed people away the moment I got too close to them because I was too busy getting caught up in my own little world inside my head. Every single memory I have in my head of myself being this Mary-Sue that had to leech off others for vitality makes me think of the amount of people that I pushed away because of it, and how much of a cringeworthy fool I was yesteryear.

And yet, despite my own concerns, I can never know how others saw me back then. And whilst all I can do is speculate, the rest of the world's moved on. Perhaps most people don't even remember any of the bad things I've done? Or maybe they remember it too well? I don't think that's something I will ever know for sure.

 No.1254

Most of them don't care. At all. They're all preoccupied with their own lives to the point where they just as easily forget people they were best friends with back in middle school and high school.

The only time they'll bother remembering how stupid you acted is when they look at a yearbook or go to a reunion, and they'll remember it fondly anyway because of nostalgia.


 No.1255

>>1254

That's true. It's funny how you start to overthink shit yourself when literally everyone around you has moved on, thus making you look like a paranoid schizophrenic.

Yet at the same time, when they do remember that kinda shit, to what extent does it repulse them, and thus make them feel that they don't want anything to do wit you because of it?




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 No.543[Reply]

three years ago i told myself that i had to be persevering a year and things would change now three years later i am in the exact same situation as i was back then.
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 No.705

>>704
Good

 No.1214

Update

So a problem which i thought i had dealt with returned to me which lead me to the realization which i posted above.

But I found a loophole to escape it and the following 5 months has been some of the greatest but also cringiest times of my life.

Now I'm doing what i should have done 3 years ago but it just isn't same doing when you are an adult and not a teen.


 No.1215

>>1214

I'm the first post in this thread. Nice to see you back, dude. I'm glad to hear you got back on track to where you wanna go.

Can you storytime your journey from the 3 years ago up until now?


 No.1221

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I know that feel all too well


 No.1242

>>1215

Sorry for the late reply.

I wrote it cryptic for a reason since it is very personal but i might answer you later if i find a good way to formulate it.




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 No.1220[Reply]

>active users

>2

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 No.1223

reporting in!

who whohere here


 No.1224

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I'm still here. I've been here since the board was made.

I remember it like was yesterday when used to have four new posts a week. good times


 No.1225

I'm still here, I come here pretty often. I wish more people would visit, but for some reason no one ever does.


 No.1227

h-hello…

I came here to feel


 No.1240

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 No.1179[Reply]

Why is it that all sad songs are about having someone and losing them? Why is there next to nothing out there about never having had anyone ever and realizing you never will?

 No.1181

Use your own life as a muse and write a song about it. someone's going to listen


 No.1188

they will listen to the song of the men that are alone and always have been


 No.1189


 No.1226


 No.1229

>>1181

Alright here goes.

Well its saturday night and i just can't cope.~

Just sittin' at the computer cus I've lost all hope~

Oh there a party at chad's and the musics pretty loud,

But i never could stand getting caught in a crowd.

Oh thats just another night for a loser like me!

You know im never gonna lose my virginity!

Then its monday already so im hitting the gym

I spot a cardio bunny but she's looking at him

So i load up three plate and i bust out set

All he's doing is curls, but its making her wet

Well thats a day at the gym for a loser like me!

I guess i'm never gonna lose my virginity!

Now im back at the house trying to make up my mind!

Thinking bout the things i'd be leaving behind

All the smoking qts and the fucking normie scum

Squeeze down on the trigger, an hero ive become!




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 No.1192[Reply]

A fellow will feel a lot of things you wouldn't think he'd feel. You take me. One day, back in 2007, I met a girl online. She was the coolest, prettiest thing I'd ever known. She gave me a kind of attention I hadn't had before. Now I can't remember how many years we spoke for, or why we stopped, but I'll bet a month hasn't gone by since that I haven't thought of that girl.

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 No.1211

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I still think of a girl I saw only for 3 seconds 15 or so years ago. I still don't have a gf, but I doubt anything could take the pain away.


 No.1212

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>>1211

To add: I think of her every day and she's become what I fantasize about when I'm alone. I'm a basement dwelling NEET so shes basically my waifu and I make up scenarios where she comments on me playing video games in my head. I doubt my obsession with this girl helps my depression in any way and I think it could even be the cause of it. I don't even know if the memory I have in my head of those 3 seconds I saw of her is accurate. I may have changed how she looked in my head to be the most perfect woman I've ever seen. I sometimes wish I never even saw this girl, it just makes the empty hole that is my life even worse, my soul is dead.


 No.1216

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>>1211

>I still think of a girl I saw only for 3 seconds

shit nigga why. what about her made her stick out in your mind so much


 No.1219

>>1216

you just don't know this feel


 No.1228

Sometimes you forget about them but then they suddenly rush back into your mind to greet you.




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 No.782[Reply]

I’m 20 and the only sexual experience i have had with another person was when a girl showed me her boobs ironically on the internet back when i was 16.
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 No.1134

I made it to level 9. But I only made it there because the girl wanted to see my autism in action. feelsbadman.


 No.1135

I accidentally squeezed a girl's butt while hugging her.

do I get to skip any steps?


 No.1136

>>782

i was raped by my f cousin at 10, am i a 1?


 No.1163

I'm 30 and I have only kissed a girl romantically once when I was 19


 No.1217

>>1136

was she qt?




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 No.1203[Reply]

post you're'r'e' ROTTERS NOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

 No.1204

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lmao. FUggin KEKin to the MAX XDDDDDD

>HOLYshit cakes

IS WHAT THAT NORMIE SAID WHEN I THREAW ME SPECIAL "SHIT CAKES' ;) AT HIM. LMAØ!!!


 No.1210

What the fuck, /int/?

How does anyone find your shitposting even slightly funny.

Jesus. Chans are dead.




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 No.982[Reply]

I should just live with a permanent flow of drugs. Once I work up a tolerance, no one would even fucking notice. Just constantly in an altered state. It wouldn't be all that bad would it? I'd probably die sooner which is a plus too…
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 No.1070

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>>1020

Where in my post did I say I wasn't an alcoholic?

>smoking the herbal jew

Enjoy your shitty half hour buzz, hippy.


 No.1074

>>1070

>herbal Jew

If the jews, a massive world controlling people, wanted us to smoke weed then why would it be illegal?


 No.1118

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>>1074

There is more money to be made when brought to America illegaly


 No.1209

> If the jews, a massive world

controlling people, wanted us to

smoke weed then why would it be

illegal?

In order to make billions off of their negro "slaves" in the American privatized prison sytem.

like, duh anon


 No.1213

>>1209

>>1118

ok, then why is it now <i> becoming </i> legal in more and more places?




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 No.1205[Reply]

her name is julia, but she has a tumble, shes not a femnazi though

>we're friends and we go out and stuff but i think she thinks im gay



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 No.1197[Reply]

I looked her up today on facebook. I just look at her new profile pictures, think back… she blocked me today. I don't know why, but it hurts a lot more than I thought it would.

So I guess I'll just try to do what I've done before; tell the story. This January will be 7 years, this November will be the second first year.

I met her the first day of my second semester, freshman year. I had just gotten over a crush I had been going through for some time, and then she shows up with just the thought of talking to her on my mind.

I do, we hit it off, and we become friends. I know that I want more, though. She was the first and last thought every day, and usually the thoughts in between.

I'll ignore the other fuck in this story, it was tedious and terrible enough to go through, I imagine the lengthy story of him is even worse to read. Basically

>Fuck friend I knew from kindergarten is also into her

>She fucks him, after I confessed my feelings

>Always complains about him to me

>Often get a little lewd with me, he knows but can't prove it

>I win her over after she takes my virginity

During that time, her mother (heroin junky) and brother (piss throwing fuck) were running rampant and breaking her down a lot. I had to be there, to help her cope. I tried my best to keep her from drugs, but I couldn't really stop her.

She often beat me, held me down and insulted me for hours… I'll remember when she carved my name into her arm as I just have to sit there, sobbing. She cut deeper into the same cuts when I tried to look away.

Eventually, I can't do it. I attempted suicide twice during this time, just because I couldn't go to her and tell her no matter how much I loved her, I wasn't strong enough. First time was pills I stole from her, Xanax and Oxy, along with a myriad of other pills, crushed and whole. I think that may have done soPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

 No.1200

she's a real cunt, mate.

I can only hope there's not some stupid schmuck who's retarded enough to get that ho pregnant


 No.1202

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LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO




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 No.1195[Reply]

I need to get this off my chest and I don't know where else to post this. This is something that I have never told anyone and it is eating me away inside.

I think around the time I was three or four I accidently killed (or at least seriously injured) another child. It was in one of those indoor play parks like a Chucky Cheese, but it was called Jeepers and was in the middle of a mall. I think it was nearing Christmas time, otherwise my family wouldn't have been in a mall.

This place had one of those huge tube structures to play in and one of the paths lead to a zip line. Everything was fully padded, so risk of injury was minimal. A few times I had gone before with my older cousins and they had a blast on it, but I was always too afraid to get on it. This day was different. I decided I would brave the zip line. I leaned out, grabed the handles and pushed off, only to find that there wasn't enough strength in my tiny child legs to go farther than an inch. I was too short to get back into the tube, so my only choice was to drop. This is where things went bad.

There was a woman at the bottom sitting with her baby in her lap, directly under me. She apparently didn't take notice of the signs saying NOT to enter there. She also didn't hear me when I yelled for help and began begging her to move. Or maybe I just didn't yell loud enough. I remember my hands gave out and I fell. I fell directly into her lap, ontop of her baby. She started screaming something along the lines of, "My baby! How could you!" over and over. I was stunned and it took me a moment to get up. I didn't turn to look at what was behind me. I just ran off saying, "I'm sorry", over and over again until I was clear of the zipline.

I ran back over to my mother and she told me I looked pale. I told her I wasn't feeling well and I wanted to leave, so we did. It was all that was on my mind that entire day and days after, even more so when I found out the park had closed. I remember constantly waiting for there to be a knock at my door and a police officer there to arrest me. I had that worry in the back of my mind for my entire life. I still feel the need to punish myself for it. While the woman shouldn't have been there, it was my fault. When I look at how shitty my circumstances are, I remember what I did and that I deserve all of it.

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 No.1201

Survival of the fittest. we don't need no pussy baby who can't survive kids landing on top them.




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 No.1190[Reply]

>good feels

Post your good /feels/, /feels/. We can have good /feels/, right?

 No.1191

Already a thread.




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 No.1182[Reply]

Vidya and vidya buddy feels, pretty much anything relating to video games in any way as far as feels go

Posting a few of my WoW related stories, most of them tie in somehow

>start playing WoW again a couple years ago

>decide I want to play a Death Knight again, but to do that I'll need a 55 as I lost my old account

>play around in the starting zone until I finally decide on paladin

>have a blast, spend all day grinding dungeons and quests until I finally hit 55

>get a couple buddies from my cesspool guild

>end up losing contact with one, still miss him to this day

>the other guy is still on my friends list, and I talk to him pretty often

>make the DK, but as I'm running around on a character I see a female Worgen DK in the running mode on all fours in starting armor

>i like the way it looks, so I decide to make my DK a Worgen and decide to start him on an RP server

>first time RPing in WoW, and I picked a Worgen DK

>herewego.jpg

>setting up RP addons that I thought looked okay, someone sends me a whisper and says she likes my profile

>I say the same, we decide to set up some basic RP to get started so we can actually jump into random, active RP

>decide to make my character about finding out his past, and redemption rather than edgy grimdark DK shit

>still end up edgy as fuck

>we finally walk into a tavern, my character's acting strange because he's just arrive in Stormwind

>my DK asks the person who I first started the RP with to follow him, he has some questions

>some other character notes my DK will probably kill her

>she follows me, he asks questions yada yada

>return later on to the same tavern, the character who said my DK would kill her rPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

 No.1183

>Pandaren monk spends most of his time alone, as such he tends to make his own things and brew his own drinks, etc.

>sees a Dwarf, we'll call him B, sitting on the railing of a tavern

>walk up to him, emote offering him some brew

>he takes it, compliments my monk on the brew and we become buddies

>pretty much my monk's only friend, people either don't talk to him or just say something to him and end up forgetting him

>but B always sticks with me, we become good buddies OOC

For referring to my monk in character, I'll call him TH

>TH and B always doing things together, if one does something then the other one does it too

>always having conversations and giving each other advice, became best of buddies

>one day, while TH is walking up the grassy parts of Stormwind and heading to find a place to rest, someone whispers me as he walks by and asks if I'm fine with rolling for a pickpocket check

>I agree, we decide that if he (we'll call him J) wins the roll, TH gets stolen from

>if I win, he fails and I confront him

>we both roll, end up getting the exact same number

>we agree that J pickpockets TH but TH confronts him

>that ends up happening, J apologizes to TH and hands him the money back

>TH decides to ask why he stole, J tells him a bit about how he's in that situation

>TH decides to sit with J and help him out

>TH helps J get back on track, helps him get things straightened out

>they become close friends, here comes friend 3

>Night Elf druid, we'll call him C

>don't remember EXACTLY how I met C, but TH and C became close buddies, and C, being a Night Elf druid, was as wise as TH

>the two would often take J with them and sit, tell him about life and how he can get things Post too long. Click here to view the full text.


 No.1184

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>finally get a new PC, get it all set up and get back online

>as soon as I log on, R greets me happily in chat and I'm happy to see that I'm not forgotten

>things go pretty good at first as I get set back up, but then I both take notice and am told that the guild is going south

>some leadership problems, the guild has turned into a social club more than an active RPing guild

>people stop being handpicked and screened as much, leader starts wanting to let more bad people in

>T also takes note of it, so me, R, and T (we had pretty much became the core group by this point) decide to break off from the guild

>a couple other people R knows decides to help us out, everything seems good at first

>the two people that helped us are I and AM

>I and AM play weird characters, weird androgynous transgender shit and gay dragons

>seems to keep it pretty quiet though, isn't your typical tumblrite

>or so i thought

>things start to change, while R and myself used to make fun of feminism, fat acceptance, special pronouns and dragon RPers, generally calling out bad RPers he gets soft

>joking about suicide suddenly becomes bad in the guild's eyes, T once said "shemale" in chat and everyone got a bit mad at him for it

>he made the #1 mistake, he apologized

>time goes on, I slowly realize things on the realm are just fucked up entirely

>RP has mostly gone to shit, good people I used to know either quit or for some reason my close buddies dont like them now

>mainly R that doesn't like people, because of I and AM

There's a small story about TH and a Dwarf we'll call F, I used to run with him in his guild and it was a blast. He's one of the people who is hated by R now for whatever reason. I may tell the story later.

>things are going to shit, R starts having a problem with me over me RPing "too much" wPost too long. Click here to view the full text.


 No.1185

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Small update actually, talking to T right now

>tfw he's moving one of his most active characters over to another realm

>tfw I'll probably never really get to RP with him again




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 No.920[Reply]

How do I deal with the fact that I'll live alone until I die?
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 No.974

>>920
Before I got my own place I shared with a total douchebag. Believe me, living alone is wonderful.

 No.1133

Laphroiag helps.


 No.1165

As long as i have relatives that cared for me when I was a child, I will live till they can die peacefully.


 No.1172

Whacking it to great porn.


 No.1178

Sometimes i drink, sometimes i blaze it up and sometimes i whack it..

Often i do all at once




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 No.1176[Reply]

>Tfw dating a girl

>Start to fall in love with another

>She's dating a guy

>Like eachother

>Flirt for a few months

>makeout two days ago

>Gotta keep it secret

>She's been unresponsive over text for a few days

>"Just assume she's busy"

>"Just assume she's busy"

>"Just assume"

>She goes and makes out with a girl

>WHAT THE FUCK

>"Keep it to yourself anon, you're not dating her"

>Going to see her tomorrow

>Mfw I really like her

>Mfw I can't trust her

>Mfw she'll probably use me

>Mfw in the end I'll probably be alone

 No.1177

Fuck you, i dont go around telling amputees about how my shoes don't fit.




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