R: 34 / I: 0
I have a way out, but my mom might take it away from me. Here's hoping that won't happen.
Either way, once I'm gone, my family will be happier than they were when I was around. Dead or alive.
I can't cope, I want to restart but it's clear that isn't possible. Nor is redemption. Just suffering, or fleeing. But my counselor believes this will follow me no matter how far I go. As for my safety though, leaving this town could be a matter of life or death.
How fucking crazy is that?
I believe that these feelings are deeply rooted in reality, but you would probably call me schizo.
Fuck man, I don't know what to do, I'm only posting this here because I believe my anonymity on a regular pornsite/plebbit have been compromised. Posting with HTTPS everywhere and on a different, more secure browser. Hoping my family isn't able to read what I'm typing.
I don't know if this is me being psycho,(counselor put in a note "psychosis" after our last visit?) but I'm pretty sure I heard my mom say "he already knows they're gonna kill him".
Do people use numbers/times as a form of communication? I think so, but I'd like to hear other peoples' opinions.
Idk what to do anymore
I've gone and fucked myself. I'm genuinely in fear of my life now. Everyday I wake up, I remember my reality. A wave of fear and anxiety fills me. Sleep is so peaceful, but knowing I could easily be killed during this time makes me stay up for hours on end. Stepping out my front door is a risk too, buut so is staying at home. I'm terrified to schedule another shift at work because I believe my coworkers want to beat the shid out of me. Same goes with my neighbors and the family I live with. Worse than that, I believe people want to gun me down lol. It's become a hellish existence and I don't see any way I could ever be happy again. Genuinely happy and on a good path. My mother, father, siblings have practically disowned me, leaving me for the dogs. Yet I still live with them, I know the way they feel about me.I have a way out, but my mom might take it away from me. Here's hoping that won't happen.
Either way, once I'm gone, my family will be happier than they were when I was around. Dead or alive.
I can't cope, I want to restart but it's clear that isn't possible. Nor is redemption. Just suffering, or fleeing. But my counselor believes this will follow me no matter how far I go. As for my safety though, leaving this town could be a matter of life or death.
How fucking crazy is that?
I believe that these feelings are deeply rooted in reality, but you would probably call me schizo.
Fuck man, I don't know what to do, I'm only posting this here because I believe my anonymity on a regular pornsite/plebbit have been compromised. Posting with HTTPS everywhere and on a different, more secure browser. Hoping my family isn't able to read what I'm typing.
I don't know if this is me being psycho,(counselor put in a note "psychosis" after our last visit?) but I'm pretty sure I heard my mom say "he already knows they're gonna kill him".
Do people use numbers/times as a form of communication? I think so, but I'd like to hear other peoples' opinions.
R: 7 / I: 0
It's my first time posting here, hoping this board is kind of active.
I'm not sure what to do guys
> Pic realtedIt's my first time posting here, hoping this board is kind of active.
R: 6 / I: 0
Don't worry if it's good or bad or whatever
Just express yourself
OC poetry corner
Write poetry to express how you feelDon't worry if it's good or bad or whatever
Just express yourself
R: 80 / I: 18
>"DURR ONIONS"
>"SHUT UP (insert tripfag here)"
>"CRINGE CRINGE CRINGE AND BLUEPILLED"
Just fuck my shit up.
nu-4chan hate thread
>post opinion>"DURR ONIONS"
>"SHUT UP (insert tripfag here)"
>"CRINGE CRINGE CRINGE AND BLUEPILLED"
Just fuck my shit up.
R: 4 / I: 2
>>953
this is know a vibez thread, post meloncholy vibezzzz
>>953
this is know a vibez thread, post meloncholy vibezzzz
R: 75 / I: 18
Sometimes I get in a pretty bad mood, and I start to perceive everything as shitty, even things said by people I'm close with or things I would usually like. Recently I once again was in this mood and got upset when a friend of mine poked fun of a thing I liked, so I wrote a whole rant as a response. I knew the reason it annoyed me was mainly my mood but I suspected that these feelings might be something I "repressed" when in a good mood, also I thought "maybe I'm wrong, but if I don't say it this stays inside of me, on the other hand if I say it we will clear things up"
The next day after reading his response instead of feeling like we "cleared things up" I just felt like I acted like a cunt for no reason
Now this is just a new one of the regretful memories that often pop up in my mind to sting me like a needle
Random /yu/ thoughts thread
Write any random feely thoughts which don't deserve their own thread ittSometimes I get in a pretty bad mood, and I start to perceive everything as shitty, even things said by people I'm close with or things I would usually like. Recently I once again was in this mood and got upset when a friend of mine poked fun of a thing I liked, so I wrote a whole rant as a response. I knew the reason it annoyed me was mainly my mood but I suspected that these feelings might be something I "repressed" when in a good mood, also I thought "maybe I'm wrong, but if I don't say it this stays inside of me, on the other hand if I say it we will clear things up"
The next day after reading his response instead of feeling like we "cleared things up" I just felt like I acted like a cunt for no reason
Now this is just a new one of the regretful memories that often pop up in my mind to sting me like a needle
R: 42 / I: 8
Meme culture
Internet culture
Imageboard culture or how ever else you happened to use it.
Either when you where on the internet, through your computer or outside and people are talking just talking about internet culture.
You can even talk about when you first started using it, or even later in life.
Good or bad memories, perhaps a thread can help close up old wounds, and help heal. Either way i think this will be interesting to talk about.
Experiences you have with the internet.
Anything internet related really.Meme culture
Internet culture
Imageboard culture or how ever else you happened to use it.
Either when you where on the internet, through your computer or outside and people are talking just talking about internet culture.
You can even talk about when you first started using it, or even later in life.
Good or bad memories, perhaps a thread can help close up old wounds, and help heal. Either way i think this will be interesting to talk about.
R: 23 / I: 0
I'm about leave everything behind. Everything, sadly including my pets, which I love so very much. All of my belongings aside from the following: Laptop, SSN, Passport, BC, Spare undies/tshirt, headphones (2), Two binders that hold the aforementioned documents, and the clothes on my back.
I have 12000 dollars, which isn't an incredible amount, but I have no where to hide in this god damn state. My family is out of the picture. Currently I'm still in my homestate, but I'm out of town, and I don't plan on going back for any reason, other than being convinced by my family (which I fear, because they'll definitely teach me a lesson). I'm truly on my own here.
I plan on hopping on an airplane or a bus and moving across the country. Or should I move out of country? It's clear that these people want me gone, and I mean gone gone.
I'd like to hear any opinions, I'm willing to answer some questions. I'll be watching my post for the next couple of hours. I have until 5am tomorrow to disappear.
Tell me what you think
Okay everyone.I'm about leave everything behind. Everything, sadly including my pets, which I love so very much. All of my belongings aside from the following: Laptop, SSN, Passport, BC, Spare undies/tshirt, headphones (2), Two binders that hold the aforementioned documents, and the clothes on my back.
I have 12000 dollars, which isn't an incredible amount, but I have no where to hide in this god damn state. My family is out of the picture. Currently I'm still in my homestate, but I'm out of town, and I don't plan on going back for any reason, other than being convinced by my family (which I fear, because they'll definitely teach me a lesson). I'm truly on my own here.
I plan on hopping on an airplane or a bus and moving across the country. Or should I move out of country? It's clear that these people want me gone, and I mean gone gone.
I'd like to hear any opinions, I'm willing to answer some questions. I'll be watching my post for the next couple of hours. I have until 5am tomorrow to disappear.
R: 14 / I: 3
My family mentioned to me today how they haven't heard me laugh in a very long time, this hit me quite starkly. From that, I guess, what I would wish for is to be happy. Whether my wish will get fulfilled in this lifetime remains a mystery.
Dreams and wishes
What's your biggest wish, anon? Is it something that would completely change your life? Something material or something spiritual?My family mentioned to me today how they haven't heard me laugh in a very long time, this hit me quite starkly. From that, I guess, what I would wish for is to be happy. Whether my wish will get fulfilled in this lifetime remains a mystery.
R: 8 / I: 1
Do you really feel like it's worthwhile?
Why do you come here?
Have you ever doubted if there is value in spending time on internet conversations with strangers?Do you really feel like it's worthwhile?
R: 1 / I: 0
But until then, I will be holding vigils and watching my back. It's necessary, I ditched my pocket knife at the airport, but I have a machete. It won't stop a bullet, but I think I need it tonight.
I don't know what to do. Whenever I talk to my dad or my mom about running away again, they simple say that I can't. That it's just not gonna happen. I think it's possible, but I still have my concerns. My family has this influence, and it could be my downfall.
I feel as if my doctors, my family, this entire town, knows about me.
They say it takes a village, it's likely that many people know where I live.
I'm not able to freely eat, sleep, shid, or shower. It's just a waiting game.
Waiting for the one who puts a bullet into my head.
It could happen tonight, or a month from now.
I don't know what to do anymore.
My mom said that "anything can be done if you have enough money". I can feel whatever she may be implying.
My doctor says that "she knows people".
My sister says that she wishes that I felt safer, that everyone was healthier, that she hopes we'll feel calm and settled one day and comfortable, "you know?".
Even the memes my frens send me seem like they have implications.
My uncle keeps singing this song (in another language) that goes "Because I was not your fren, nothing more.", while saying his nickname for me.
He just handed me a plate of food.
Just yesterday, I walked in on my sister crying. As if she was mourning. We talked for a couple of hours, and she kept trying to talk me down from worrying about my safety. But then it started to seem like she was trying to trick me into believing that I'm safe.
She was talking about how my mom made a "purchase" for my cat. How she won't need to have a cone on her head for much longer because she ordered a protective vest for my cat.
I worry about what that could possibly mean.
I get it, many people will come to convince me that I'm talking crazy, but I can't be so foolish, can I?
I've hurt these people in the past, it would only make sense for them to want to hurt me.
God damn it all.
Everything feels so cryptic and out of place.
I can see it coming. I don't know what to do. All I feel is this overwhelming sense of impending death.
I feel complacent with the reality of the situation, I think that's what everyone wants at this point.
Well fuck
I still feel like I'm going to die in this place.But until then, I will be holding vigils and watching my back. It's necessary, I ditched my pocket knife at the airport, but I have a machete. It won't stop a bullet, but I think I need it tonight.
I don't know what to do. Whenever I talk to my dad or my mom about running away again, they simple say that I can't. That it's just not gonna happen. I think it's possible, but I still have my concerns. My family has this influence, and it could be my downfall.
I feel as if my doctors, my family, this entire town, knows about me.
They say it takes a village, it's likely that many people know where I live.
I'm not able to freely eat, sleep, shid, or shower. It's just a waiting game.
Waiting for the one who puts a bullet into my head.
It could happen tonight, or a month from now.
I don't know what to do anymore.
My mom said that "anything can be done if you have enough money". I can feel whatever she may be implying.
My doctor says that "she knows people".
My sister says that she wishes that I felt safer, that everyone was healthier, that she hopes we'll feel calm and settled one day and comfortable, "you know?".
Even the memes my frens send me seem like they have implications.
My uncle keeps singing this song (in another language) that goes "Because I was not your fren, nothing more.", while saying his nickname for me.
He just handed me a plate of food.
Just yesterday, I walked in on my sister crying. As if she was mourning. We talked for a couple of hours, and she kept trying to talk me down from worrying about my safety. But then it started to seem like she was trying to trick me into believing that I'm safe.
She was talking about how my mom made a "purchase" for my cat. How she won't need to have a cone on her head for much longer because she ordered a protective vest for my cat.
I worry about what that could possibly mean.
I get it, many people will come to convince me that I'm talking crazy, but I can't be so foolish, can I?
I've hurt these people in the past, it would only make sense for them to want to hurt me.
God damn it all.
Everything feels so cryptic and out of place.
I can see it coming. I don't know what to do. All I feel is this overwhelming sense of impending death.
I feel complacent with the reality of the situation, I think that's what everyone wants at this point.
R: 42 / I: 5
>foodz
-cheese
-ice cream
- bread
-snything really
>drinks
-milk
-wine, cider, most spirits
reason: literally having to emotionally support my entire family of retards whilst ignoring my own problems
ITT fat fucks favourite feed
Anons that eat your feelings, what do you eat/drink to cope when the ride gets too bumpy, also what tends to make you eat.>foodz
-cheese
-ice cream
- bread
-snything really
>drinks
-milk
-wine, cider, most spirits
reason: literally having to emotionally support my entire family of retards whilst ignoring my own problems
R: 4 / I: 1
what do you guys do for money? I'm a cashier at mcdonds and it sucks donkey dick
wageslave thread
I hope I have a good day tomorrow. Wage slaving is always grueling but sometimes my boss is nice to me.what do you guys do for money? I'm a cashier at mcdonds and it sucks donkey dick
R: 44 / I: 28
please post comfy images and discuss this website since its relatively new
COMFY THREAD
Can we please get a comfy thread on the comfiest chan so farplease post comfy images and discuss this website since its relatively new
R: 11 / I: 0
Hey /yu/. I have a story to get off my chest.
I was around 4-5 when this started. I'd hear a voice claiming to be Satan, it was muddled yet it spoke to me telling me to do things.
Around I was 7 I started getting revelations from this Satan-voice. I was told that I was inside a simulation, and proving it by showing me patterns. I don't know why I didn't react too much.
Around age 12 I started getting more revelations from a voice claiming to be God. I was supposed to be an apocalyptic soldier to bring about the end of the world. Around this time the war started brewing. I started hearing a voice saying it's the CIA and I had lots of revelations around that time. A lot was revealed to me. I started becoming afraid.
I currently take antipsychotic medication and it's making me more lucid.
I can tell more if you want me to.
Hey /yu/. I have a story to get off my chest.
I was around 4-5 when this started. I'd hear a voice claiming to be Satan, it was muddled yet it spoke to me telling me to do things.
Around I was 7 I started getting revelations from this Satan-voice. I was told that I was inside a simulation, and proving it by showing me patterns. I don't know why I didn't react too much.
Around age 12 I started getting more revelations from a voice claiming to be God. I was supposed to be an apocalyptic soldier to bring about the end of the world. Around this time the war started brewing. I started hearing a voice saying it's the CIA and I had lots of revelations around that time. A lot was revealed to me. I started becoming afraid.
I currently take antipsychotic medication and it's making me more lucid.
I can tell more if you want me to.
R: 12 / I: 7
cmon twooters, make ur dream waifu
thanks to the power of machine learning
https://waifulabs.com/
cmon twooters, make ur dream waifu
thanks to the power of machine learning
https://waifulabs.com/
R: 11 / I: 1
Letter thread
Write a letter to someone who may never read it
R: 6 / I: 1
>cum
>don't actually ejaceluate
who else has perfected this art?
>cum
>don't actually ejaceluate
who else has perfected this art?
R: 16 / I: 3
ITT tell me reasons why you didn't do an hero
ITT tell me reasons why you didn't do an hero
R: 11 / I: 0
https://www.neustadt.fr/essays/against-a-user-hostile-web/
The internet's so fucked. By extension, so are we. It's so goddamn depressing to think about how the one place where I can feel even slightly good at something is such a shithole. The web's fallen so far, and it's only getting worse. Is there any hope of restoring it back to what it was?
I feel like the entire human race had a mere 20 years to communicate with itself freely, before the internet became commercialized and nobody can fucking say or hear anything real anymore. Will we ever be able to achieve such true global interconnection again?
https://www.neustadt.fr/essays/against-a-user-hostile-web/
The internet's so fucked. By extension, so are we. It's so goddamn depressing to think about how the one place where I can feel even slightly good at something is such a shithole. The web's fallen so far, and it's only getting worse. Is there any hope of restoring it back to what it was?
I feel like the entire human race had a mere 20 years to communicate with itself freely, before the internet became commercialized and nobody can fucking say or hear anything real anymore. Will we ever be able to achieve such true global interconnection again?
R: 14 / I: 3
I somehow got 13 hours of sleep today but I still feel fucking awful.
I somehow got 13 hours of sleep today but I still feel fucking awful.
R: 6 / I: 1
Why the fuck am i so fucking dumb i fucking hate this shit i want to die its so hard to do anything and nothing works :'c
Why the fuck am i so fucking dumb i fucking hate this shit i want to die its so hard to do anything and nothing works :'c
R: 9 / I: 1
>always loved three cats there, one of which was a kitten and another was old and fat but also a sweetheart
>knew someone wanted that kitten, mentally embraced myself for his disappearance
>fast forward to wednesday
>old, fat cat was adopted
>get depressed, but still have the kitten for some reason, thought he would never go
>fast forward to friday
>he was adopted too
>my only real furry friend now is an orange cat that only has one other cat for company
>can't adopt him because i already own two rescues that lived with me since 2013
animal feels thread
>work at an animal shelter (mostly with cats) alone at night>always loved three cats there, one of which was a kitten and another was old and fat but also a sweetheart
>knew someone wanted that kitten, mentally embraced myself for his disappearance
>fast forward to wednesday
>old, fat cat was adopted
>get depressed, but still have the kitten for some reason, thought he would never go
>fast forward to friday
>he was adopted too
>my only real furry friend now is an orange cat that only has one other cat for company
>can't adopt him because i already own two rescues that lived with me since 2013
R: 3 / I: 0
The easiest way to spot evil is to put something good in front of them. I learned this in a weird way.
It was my birthday that day actually, and it was about 3 am and I just woke up. I heard a kitten outside the door and felt very bad about it, so me and my dad (he was awake too) let it in. I made the kitten at home, giving it somewhere cold to stay and letting it chill.
My mom and my brother didn't like it however. They saw I let the kitten in and they got very pissed at me. My brother started hurling insults at me for letting the kitten in.
You may say "Well, rabies!" but I live in a country where the rabies rate among animals is super low that it's not even a problem.
Next day, I notice that the kitten is gone. It turns out my mother actually sent the kitten away somewhere, presumably to die.
She'll have to answer to God as to why she did that. I tried talking to her about it but all she did was say "SO YOU'RE SAYING I'M A BAD MOTHER?! OKAY, HATE ME! HATE ME!" and being super defensive.
As I type this, I am quite emotional. There are other things she should have done. The kitten didn't attack me or do anything wrong. She could have taken it somewhere since there are animal organizations here. She didn't care. She just threw it away.
RIP kittenbro. You were too pure for this disgusting world.
I would not be surprised if my mother turned out to have some sort of mental disorder. She rarely shows emotion towards me, and when she'd speak to me she'd be passive aggressive, or sometimes absolutely pissed at me for no reason.
The easiest way to spot evil is to put something good in front of them. I learned this in a weird way.
It was my birthday that day actually, and it was about 3 am and I just woke up. I heard a kitten outside the door and felt very bad about it, so me and my dad (he was awake too) let it in. I made the kitten at home, giving it somewhere cold to stay and letting it chill.
My mom and my brother didn't like it however. They saw I let the kitten in and they got very pissed at me. My brother started hurling insults at me for letting the kitten in.
You may say "Well, rabies!" but I live in a country where the rabies rate among animals is super low that it's not even a problem.
Next day, I notice that the kitten is gone. It turns out my mother actually sent the kitten away somewhere, presumably to die.
She'll have to answer to God as to why she did that. I tried talking to her about it but all she did was say "SO YOU'RE SAYING I'M A BAD MOTHER?! OKAY, HATE ME! HATE ME!" and being super defensive.
As I type this, I am quite emotional. There are other things she should have done. The kitten didn't attack me or do anything wrong. She could have taken it somewhere since there are animal organizations here. She didn't care. She just threw it away.
RIP kittenbro. You were too pure for this disgusting world.
I would not be surprised if my mother turned out to have some sort of mental disorder. She rarely shows emotion towards me, and when she'd speak to me she'd be passive aggressive, or sometimes absolutely pissed at me for no reason.
R: 6 / I: 1
ITT : Living Situations
In this thread, let's discuss our living situations. it doesn't have to be about our rooms though, it can be about our local area, houses we used to live in or whatever.
R: 4 / I: 0
I've watched (and loved) anime but still <20 series. I know it's not about numbers, but if I was really passionate about it I would've watched hundreds by now. Same applies to anything in my life really
It seems like I can never fully dive into something and as such I feel the difference between me and those who can, and self-reject myself
Struggling with feeling like part of a group
I think for many people it's natural to want to feel part of some sort of community. I sometimes come across groups of great people united by the passion for something, but somehow no matter how much I like the group or whether I share the interest for the thing, I'm never able to really feel like part of it. I always feel external, like an alien, a foreigner. Even here, despite sometimes having fun or receiving positive feedback I feel like my background is completely different from the one of most anons, also I don't really have that much of an imageboard culture to "really" be part of the community. I discovered 4chan in 2018... This place a little before a year agoI've watched (and loved) anime but still <20 series. I know it's not about numbers, but if I was really passionate about it I would've watched hundreds by now. Same applies to anything in my life really
It seems like I can never fully dive into something and as such I feel the difference between me and those who can, and self-reject myself
R: 7 / I: 1
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
BY ROBERT FROST
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/42891/stopping-by-woods-on-a-snowy-evening
Robert frost has always hit me in the 22 feels 4 /yu/
i kind of interpreted this as the woods representing frost's suicidal thoughts during his life, most of his kids died early so it makes sense. his horse seems to doubt the woods most likely being the people who doubt why he has these thoughts, he also seems to question where they are coming from as well.
/poe/ general
Post poetry that resonated with you or you just think is coolStopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
BY ROBERT FROST
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/42891/stopping-by-woods-on-a-snowy-evening
Robert frost has always hit me in the 22 feels 4 /yu/
i kind of interpreted this as the woods representing frost's suicidal thoughts during his life, most of his kids died early so it makes sense. his horse seems to doubt the woods most likely being the people who doubt why he has these thoughts, he also seems to question where they are coming from as well.
R: 2 / I: 0
A baww thread.
Post anything sad here. Could be your story, could be someone else's, could be sad pictures, anything, as long as it's sad.
Starting with my own story, a continuation.
I did make a thread on here before about my cousins and brother and the situation I had with them, but I had something a bit ago that was.. quite sad.
For context, during my birthday, not many people cared. Only my parents and an aunt. Not that that's a problem.
Anyways.. time to hit it.
>Have a dream
>eldest cousin walks up to me (he was the nicest)
>tells me "happy birthday!" and gives me a present
>it's an iPad
>all my other cousins are there, the same ones who made fun of me
>they're all happy for me and everything
>they present me with a cake and they sing the song
>"it's as if I had an actual connection with them" I thought
>I felt happy and loved for once
>a feeling I haven't had for years
>as I blew out the candles.. I can't remember what I wished.. though I think it is along the lines of "I wish this could last forever"
>but just as I blew and the candles lost their light
>I wake up
I felt numb. It took a while for the sadness to seep in.
I also wanna add that.. I was a very strangely acting child. I showed emotions in weird ways, though I wasn't diagnosed with any developmental disorder like Asperger's. I guess that made me a good target.
A baww thread.
Post anything sad here. Could be your story, could be someone else's, could be sad pictures, anything, as long as it's sad.
Starting with my own story, a continuation.
I did make a thread on here before about my cousins and brother and the situation I had with them, but I had something a bit ago that was.. quite sad.
For context, during my birthday, not many people cared. Only my parents and an aunt. Not that that's a problem.
Anyways.. time to hit it.
>Have a dream
>eldest cousin walks up to me (he was the nicest)
>tells me "happy birthday!" and gives me a present
>it's an iPad
>all my other cousins are there, the same ones who made fun of me
>they're all happy for me and everything
>they present me with a cake and they sing the song
>"it's as if I had an actual connection with them" I thought
>I felt happy and loved for once
>a feeling I haven't had for years
>as I blew out the candles.. I can't remember what I wished.. though I think it is along the lines of "I wish this could last forever"
>but just as I blew and the candles lost their light
>I wake up
I felt numb. It took a while for the sadness to seep in.
I also wanna add that.. I was a very strangely acting child. I showed emotions in weird ways, though I wasn't diagnosed with any developmental disorder like Asperger's. I guess that made me a good target.
R: 6 / I: 0
So thank you anons and you too Twoot for making this place, but don't think I forgot about you mods and jannies, you guys help make this place the amazing image board that it is. So thank you, that's all. :)
Just some things I want to say.
I would just really like to say how much 22chan has been helping with my mental health as of lately, I suffer from depression, anxiety and I am a recovering drug addict who has relapsed more times than I can count but I am currently been sober for what's coming up to a month now and going strong.This site has been the thing I go to whenever I get home from work, you anons are what makes my day that bit brighter because I know after work I have something nice to come home to. I will always treasure this site, because it has become apart of me now, I know we have our jokes and I love them, I don't think I'm going to have a time where I get bored of this place because the way this place is set up is just so perfect for me. I couldn't ask anything more from you anons and I would feel guilty for asking for anything more if there was more that I could ask. This place is a safe haven for me, it's a place that I know I can just go to, sit back and relax while enjoying the many threads and crawling around in /sewers/. Over the nearly 2 years of this site being around I wish the best for the coming years, I suspect even greater things to come from this site and I am more than thrilled to be apart of it.So thank you anons and you too Twoot for making this place, but don't think I forgot about you mods and jannies, you guys help make this place the amazing image board that it is. So thank you, that's all. :)
R: 12 / I: 6
anyone else meeting their gf online?
anyone else meeting their gf online?
R: 10 / I: 6
>60 cents in my bank account
>60 cents in my bank account
R: 27 / I: 2
Your fortune: Average Luck
Religion
Anyone here believe in God?Your fortune: Average Luck
R: 15 / I: 3
>make online friend, best one so far
>get ghosted
>make online friend, best one so far
>get ghosted
R: 3 / I: 0
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IdTMDpizis8
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q4PE2hSqVnk
Here's a quote that's been done to death but every time I come around to it again I get something out
>Every day a man must build. If he does not, he will succumb to instant gratification in the form of alcohol, drugs, meaningless sex, masturbation, video games and other foolish activities. Some men build their career; some a relationship. Some build their hobby and others build their body strength. Few build their knowledge. And fewer build a passion. Many men go days, months, even years without building anything because they are waiting until they "feel like it". Great men put feelings aside and start building every day.
inspiration
I'm tired of feeling like shit and talking about how I feel like shit with other people who feel like shit. Let's please have a thread where we post things we find inspirational yet still honest. Good life advice, the kind of things you'd hear for dear old dad. Hard life advice, even. Just something that makes you want to get up and punch someone in the jaw. Something that would make those dirty hippies cry.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IdTMDpizis8
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q4PE2hSqVnk
Here's a quote that's been done to death but every time I come around to it again I get something out
>Every day a man must build. If he does not, he will succumb to instant gratification in the form of alcohol, drugs, meaningless sex, masturbation, video games and other foolish activities. Some men build their career; some a relationship. Some build their hobby and others build their body strength. Few build their knowledge. And fewer build a passion. Many men go days, months, even years without building anything because they are waiting until they "feel like it". Great men put feelings aside and start building every day.
R: 16 / I: 3
I've gotten one chance to live and here I am. I will not see the world in a hundred, thousand, or even a million years, just this moment right now and that's it. Being a fedoratipper, my view on the subject is pretty grim, since I don't believe in an afterlife in heaven or in hell.
How do you view death, anons? Are there any ways that you try to cope with the idea? Have any of you made peace with such a thought?
Opinion's about death.
I am extremely afraid of death. Just thinking about it gives me panic attacks. It's a really weird feeling knowing that every single person around me one day or another will perish and be replaced by someone else. The lack of a consciousness is what scares me the most.I've gotten one chance to live and here I am. I will not see the world in a hundred, thousand, or even a million years, just this moment right now and that's it. Being a fedoratipper, my view on the subject is pretty grim, since I don't believe in an afterlife in heaven or in hell.
How do you view death, anons? Are there any ways that you try to cope with the idea? Have any of you made peace with such a thought?
R: 6 / I: 0
>be me
>lonely
>want a gf
>all the women I meet have shitty personalities
>can barely interact with them without getting pissed off
>late at night
>bored
>download some "what would you look like as a girl?" photo filter app
>see what I'd look like as a girl
>oh shit, she's super cute
>instantly become infatuated
>start having dreams where I interact with her
>she's literally me
>perfect
>no woman could possibly compete
>mfw I am my own waifu
>be me
>lonely
>want a gf
>all the women I meet have shitty personalities
>can barely interact with them without getting pissed off
>late at night
>bored
>download some "what would you look like as a girl?" photo filter app
>see what I'd look like as a girl
>oh shit, she's super cute
>instantly become infatuated
>start having dreams where I interact with her
>she's literally me
>perfect
>no woman could possibly compete
>mfw I am my own waifu
R: 13 / I: 2
I'll start with mine, my belief is heavily religious, like being gay is a sin and all that, my morals is to help anyone, even if it's an enemy if I can, and my thoughts on them is that I'm still learning about them, why I do want to keep them is that it has help a lot of my friends, and some family members if I can, also some people that I don't really know since I feel from my past, it has hurt me so much letting out my anger and holding on into something I see negative so much that I was keeping myself away from others, which cause me to become more lonely, even if I was enjoying it. After that, I fall into depression once I make a mistake in my life that someone shamed me for, and a second one as well. I moved on, but I learn to thank that person for that, since it cause me to want to learn about my beliefs, morals, and ideas more to make sure it fits me perfectly without hurting anyone, since it has helped me become who I am here, which got me into philosophy that also help me alot, with it causing me to find people that I really thank for helping me build my sense of care, love, and my ways of helping others, and lucky, found you guys from it. I don't care if you have different beliefs than me, since just being here meeting new people is already welcoming, it has been 7 months since I've joined, and I enjoy being here if I've been active.
Beliefs, Morals, Or Philosophy
All right anons, I wanna build my philosophy a little more, so please say anything about what is your belief, if you have any morals, your thoughts on them, and why do you want to keep them, or any stories on how you got those beliefs and ideas about life. We can also talk about what we disagree on and build it from that point.I'll start with mine, my belief is heavily religious, like being gay is a sin and all that, my morals is to help anyone, even if it's an enemy if I can, and my thoughts on them is that I'm still learning about them, why I do want to keep them is that it has help a lot of my friends, and some family members if I can, also some people that I don't really know since I feel from my past, it has hurt me so much letting out my anger and holding on into something I see negative so much that I was keeping myself away from others, which cause me to become more lonely, even if I was enjoying it. After that, I fall into depression once I make a mistake in my life that someone shamed me for, and a second one as well. I moved on, but I learn to thank that person for that, since it cause me to want to learn about my beliefs, morals, and ideas more to make sure it fits me perfectly without hurting anyone, since it has helped me become who I am here, which got me into philosophy that also help me alot, with it causing me to find people that I really thank for helping me build my sense of care, love, and my ways of helping others, and lucky, found you guys from it. I don't care if you have different beliefs than me, since just being here meeting new people is already welcoming, it has been 7 months since I've joined, and I enjoy being here if I've been active.
R: 26 / I: 4
>6 year old
>had a couple friends, had an older brother and younger sister
>went every week to my grandma's house
>in our culture it isnt really weird for one to still live with his parents even after he gets married
>my cousins lived there too
>they'd make fun of me a lot, or ignore me completely
>my brother too, he'd do a lot of shit to me
>even though they did that stuff i tried fitting in to seem cool
(cont)
Non volo plus hic esse
Hey /yu/, I have decided to make a thread on something that started years back but still affects me>6 year old
>had a couple friends, had an older brother and younger sister
>went every week to my grandma's house
>in our culture it isnt really weird for one to still live with his parents even after he gets married
>my cousins lived there too
>they'd make fun of me a lot, or ignore me completely
>my brother too, he'd do a lot of shit to me
>even though they did that stuff i tried fitting in to seem cool
(cont)
R: 5 / I: 1
every time I type in "R" (as in r9k on 4chan) it always autocorrects or fills up for this site, which I have literally not used in over a year, which I literally only used it once. Explain
every time I type in "R" (as in r9k on 4chan) it always autocorrects or fills up for this site, which I have literally not used in over a year, which I literally only used it once. Explain
R: 31 / I: 4
Hello. How is everyone doing?
Hello. How is everyone doing?
R: 24 / I: 12
>be me
>go to private elementary school
>it's beginning of 2nd or 3rd grade
>pretty small school, so obvious when new people are here
>few new kids
>red hair freckles boy
>tall boy the teacher's family adopted from western Africa
>shorter girl with flaxen hair
>school begins
>new uniform policy, have to wear our dress uniforms on Monday
>usually just wear normal school uniform with a red or white shirt and pants
>but it Monday
>this means boys need to wear black slacks, belt, button up shirt, vest, and a tie
>girls just have to wear a little tie on top of their regular red or white collared shirts and dresses
>annoyed
>recess
>no basketballs or soccer balls anything so we just go out the big grass field
>usually race or tag, but for some reason we looked for four-leaved clovers
>searching massive field with friends
>flaxen hair latched onto some white haired girl with wireframe glasses
>they're looking for the rare purplish clover flowers among the white clover flowers in the field
>I’m complaining about the uniforms but flaxen can hear it
>flaxen hair walks up asks why
>still annoyed, I retort something dumb like “you get to be lazy when you have to wear your uniform”
>she cries
>I get in trouble when recess ends
>parents not happy I'm getting in trouble in the first week of school
>don't get to go to sushi restaurant Friday like we usually would
>whatever
Flaxen
I haven’t told anyone about this. I just feel like the people I know wouldn’t care for this kind of stuff. So /yu/ guys, I tried my best to remember stuff and write it down. Tried to make it less boring; filled in some gaps.>be me
>go to private elementary school
>it's beginning of 2nd or 3rd grade
>pretty small school, so obvious when new people are here
>few new kids
>red hair freckles boy
>tall boy the teacher's family adopted from western Africa
>shorter girl with flaxen hair
>school begins
>new uniform policy, have to wear our dress uniforms on Monday
>usually just wear normal school uniform with a red or white shirt and pants
>but it Monday
>this means boys need to wear black slacks, belt, button up shirt, vest, and a tie
>girls just have to wear a little tie on top of their regular red or white collared shirts and dresses
>annoyed
>recess
>no basketballs or soccer balls anything so we just go out the big grass field
>usually race or tag, but for some reason we looked for four-leaved clovers
>searching massive field with friends
>flaxen hair latched onto some white haired girl with wireframe glasses
>they're looking for the rare purplish clover flowers among the white clover flowers in the field
>I’m complaining about the uniforms but flaxen can hear it
>flaxen hair walks up asks why
>still annoyed, I retort something dumb like “you get to be lazy when you have to wear your uniform”
>she cries
>I get in trouble when recess ends
>parents not happy I'm getting in trouble in the first week of school
>don't get to go to sushi restaurant Friday like we usually would
>whatever
R: 4 / I: 2
This is, dedicated to.. normalfags. This is gonna be edgy, but this is my opinion.
You're alone. You always will be. Those friends you sit with in the bar or at a restaurant don't know how you truly feel. They're only there because your mind requires them to keep you sane. Your girlfriend means nothing. The love you two share is transient and it'll be gone soon. Love, hate, sadness, happiness.. all of these were made so that your mind could be saved from itself. Your mind is powerful, use it for good. But you won't. You'll still choose to not do anything, to not think nor feel. Because thinking and feeling will require you to hurt yourself. It's fine. Continue what you're doing, continue believing that what you feel is this force of good that'll totally save you from sadness. I'm telling you this out of benevolence. I want to help you. We want to help you. But sadly, you're stuck. You're stuck here because of yourself. You sunk yourself intentionally into quicksand and now you make us dig you out. You tell us to get jobs, have fun in life, among other things. However, your ideas of "fun" and "a successful life" are degraded and do nothing for others except hurt them. We humans are social creatures, made to help each other to an extent, though we are still competitive. But you want to be selfish and make superficial connections with others who see you as a pawn.
This is not a call to nihilism, as some may think of it. This is a call to realization. Just because you're alone doesn't mean there are no outside entities that will not understand you. It just means you won't understand them. So then you read philosophy books and misunderstand them completely as telling you that you can do whatever you want, because you think that you have these philosophers to back up your hedonistic lifestyle. Remember what you did to Nietzsche and Schopenhauer? You people use philosophy not as a guide, but as a cope to continue your disgusting lifestyle.
TL;DR, get the fuck over yourselves.
This is, dedicated to.. normalfags. This is gonna be edgy, but this is my opinion.
You're alone. You always will be. Those friends you sit with in the bar or at a restaurant don't know how you truly feel. They're only there because your mind requires them to keep you sane. Your girlfriend means nothing. The love you two share is transient and it'll be gone soon. Love, hate, sadness, happiness.. all of these were made so that your mind could be saved from itself. Your mind is powerful, use it for good. But you won't. You'll still choose to not do anything, to not think nor feel. Because thinking and feeling will require you to hurt yourself. It's fine. Continue what you're doing, continue believing that what you feel is this force of good that'll totally save you from sadness. I'm telling you this out of benevolence. I want to help you. We want to help you. But sadly, you're stuck. You're stuck here because of yourself. You sunk yourself intentionally into quicksand and now you make us dig you out. You tell us to get jobs, have fun in life, among other things. However, your ideas of "fun" and "a successful life" are degraded and do nothing for others except hurt them. We humans are social creatures, made to help each other to an extent, though we are still competitive. But you want to be selfish and make superficial connections with others who see you as a pawn.
This is not a call to nihilism, as some may think of it. This is a call to realization. Just because you're alone doesn't mean there are no outside entities that will not understand you. It just means you won't understand them. So then you read philosophy books and misunderstand them completely as telling you that you can do whatever you want, because you think that you have these philosophers to back up your hedonistic lifestyle. Remember what you did to Nietzsche and Schopenhauer? You people use philosophy not as a guide, but as a cope to continue your disgusting lifestyle.
TL;DR, get the fuck over yourselves.
R: 7 / I: 1
Sometimes I think it's the internet's fault I get this feeling
Detachment from reality. Recently me and a friend were in the woods when we heard the sound of an animal which seemed big enough to be potentially dangerous, and while he was getting excited/scared I really couldn't care less, like it was something happening to someone else
Ever get the feeling that nothing is real?
Is any of this even real?
...Sometimes I think it's the internet's fault I get this feeling
Detachment from reality. Recently me and a friend were in the woods when we heard the sound of an animal which seemed big enough to be potentially dangerous, and while he was getting excited/scared I really couldn't care less, like it was something happening to someone else
Ever get the feeling that nothing is real?
R: 43 / I: 13
anyone here know anything about m00t, all the wikis basically have nothing.
anyone here know anything about m00t, all the wikis basically have nothing.
R: 15 / I: 4
"it is better to dwell in the wilderness, then with a contentious and an angry woman"
-Proverbs 21:19
>All modern women love to fight and bitch
>There is no wilderness left anymore
What can I do? I feel so lost.
"it is better to dwell in the wilderness, then with a contentious and an angry woman"
-Proverbs 21:19
>All modern women love to fight and bitch
>There is no wilderness left anymore
What can I do? I feel so lost.
R: 9 / I: 0
I hail from the mother chan. But, please hear me out.
I have assembled a small team and we are making a documentary on nightwalks.
We only need a few narrators to help.
If any of you would be willing to narrate you can post a vocaroo or you can e-mail it to me at nightwalkersproj@gmail.com
I promise not to make myself anymore of a blight to this slow but, fine forum.
Night walk doc.
Hello,I hail from the mother chan. But, please hear me out.
I have assembled a small team and we are making a documentary on nightwalks.
We only need a few narrators to help.
If any of you would be willing to narrate you can post a vocaroo or you can e-mail it to me at nightwalkersproj@gmail.com
I promise not to make myself anymore of a blight to this slow but, fine forum.
R: 2 / I: 2
ITT: comfy aesthetics
my favorite is Goblincore
>collecting shiny things
>nature ie frogs n shit
>hording
>isolating self in cave
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pO32lH_ZlNQ
ITT: comfy aesthetics
my favorite is Goblincore
>collecting shiny things
>nature ie frogs n shit
>hording
>isolating self in cave
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pO32lH_ZlNQ
R: 7 / I: 0
Still can't find what I'm looking for
Sometimes I can't sleep, so I walk the streets at night. Sometimes for hours. Feels like I'm looking for something, but I can't figure out what it is. Whatever it is, it's important. Also, it's always a full moon. Always. I will keep searching.
R: 7 / I: 1
>no traps
>no cumbrains
>no annoying edge lords who scream buzzwords to look cool
>no edge lords
>NO PORN OH MY GODDDDD
Is this the one guys? Is this the promised land?
>no traps
>no cumbrains
>no annoying edge lords who scream buzzwords to look cool
>no edge lords
>NO PORN OH MY GODDDDD
Is this the one guys? Is this the promised land?
R: 11 / I: 0
I would like to say thank you to all the wonderful anons here. One of you posted this song in /mu/ this last January or February.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ympaDJDTFs
I remembered and am listening to it right now and it's nearly brought me to tears for the first time in over a decade. That time wasn't a particularly bright time in my life, it's about as close as I've ever come to becoming a true hikikomori.
Listening to this song makes me remember being wrapped in my warm blankets for days at a time, barely even leaving them to use the bathroom. I remember watching the snow drift past the streetlamps at night then melt through the next day. I remember my hair growing long as it slowly covered my ears, fell into my eyes, and brushed my shoulders. Disappointed voices outside my door and spider bites that appeared in the night. Only creeping out of my room to eat, drink, and piss when I was sure that everyone else was asleep, because I was so very scared of being seen. Feeling like something out of a 12-year-old's first creepypasta, like if some drowsy sleepwalker stumbled upon me they'd be scarred for life. Losing my humanity day by day but feeling so warm and so oddly content at the same time. I remember feeling so peculiarly childlike and bittersweet about the whole thing. As if I owed the whole world an apology. And now, even as that time is squarely set in my rear view mirror, I feel as if I would quite like to go back. If you have been in a similar place, I'm sure you know what I mean.
I would like to say thank you to all the wonderful anons here. One of you posted this song in /mu/ this last January or February.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ympaDJDTFs
I remembered and am listening to it right now and it's nearly brought me to tears for the first time in over a decade. That time wasn't a particularly bright time in my life, it's about as close as I've ever come to becoming a true hikikomori.
Listening to this song makes me remember being wrapped in my warm blankets for days at a time, barely even leaving them to use the bathroom. I remember watching the snow drift past the streetlamps at night then melt through the next day. I remember my hair growing long as it slowly covered my ears, fell into my eyes, and brushed my shoulders. Disappointed voices outside my door and spider bites that appeared in the night. Only creeping out of my room to eat, drink, and piss when I was sure that everyone else was asleep, because I was so very scared of being seen. Feeling like something out of a 12-year-old's first creepypasta, like if some drowsy sleepwalker stumbled upon me they'd be scarred for life. Losing my humanity day by day but feeling so warm and so oddly content at the same time. I remember feeling so peculiarly childlike and bittersweet about the whole thing. As if I owed the whole world an apology. And now, even as that time is squarely set in my rear view mirror, I feel as if I would quite like to go back. If you have been in a similar place, I'm sure you know what I mean.
R: 15 / I: 1
reminder that women (or FEMORRHOIDS as I like to call them) get over long term relations in about a week.
reminder that women (or FEMORRHOIDS as I like to call them) get over long term relations in about a week.
R: 6 / I: 0
What are your thought /b/?
Yandere girlfriend
Could a yandere girl ever be a viable partner?What are your thought /b/?
R: 42 / I: 11
i feel nothing really of significance happening today or tommorow. this really annoys me because i have things that i want to do today in my head but never really have the motivation to execute it.
how was your day anonbots?
/diary/
in this thread, you tell how do you feel or what you've experienced today. the point of this thread is to make every single day count (hopefully) and hopefully remove off some robot personalityi feel nothing really of significance happening today or tommorow. this really annoys me because i have things that i want to do today in my head but never really have the motivation to execute it.
how was your day anonbots?
R: 13 / I: 2
what are your plans for the week?
luv u guyze
Your fortune: Reply hazy, try again
ITS MONDAY MY DUDES
how do you feel about it?what are your plans for the week?
luv u guyze
Your fortune: Reply hazy, try again
R: 16 / I: 1
/Diary/ 2 : "Electric Boogaloo"?
Perhaps i'm wrong, but it seems the other thread is not only a bit too long, but a bit outdated. The main goal is to let everything out, vent, about everything. What you did today, what you are going through, how you feel and so on. Hopfully it'll be a bit therapeutic and help you heal, and relax. I dunno. I'm just going through hell in my life and on the last thread i just exploded and if i don't let it all out i could be hurting myself, and a new thread could be like some sort if fresh start. Maybe we all deserve a fresh start sometimes.
R: 18 / I: 8
guys i think i have autism. i've been thinking about it for a while now and most things match up.
is there anything to do except go to a therapist like a normal person? stories?
guys i think i have autism. i've been thinking about it for a while now and most things match up.
is there anything to do except go to a therapist like a normal person? stories?
R: 5 / I: 0
are you going to be productive, go out, do nothing ect
i'm going bowling with friends for the first time in months
Discuss your day plans!!
what are you guys's plans?are you going to be productive, go out, do nothing ect
i'm going bowling with friends for the first time in months
R: 45 / I: 14
Everything that made 4chan worse and should not be reproduced here.
I'll start: Porn-Ads
Your fortune: Outlook good
Everything that made 4chan worse and should not be reproduced here.
I'll start: Porn-Ads
Your fortune: Outlook good
R: 4 / I: 0
>no hookups for 1 year
>no female touch for 7 months
im now to the point where im comfortable just being alone and just having male friends that share interests. Is there something wrong with me? Have i degenerated or ascended?
Besides all that ive come to find alot about myself through this loneliness and im kinda proud of that. Anyone else feel this way?
building through loneliness
>no gf for 2 years>no hookups for 1 year
>no female touch for 7 months
im now to the point where im comfortable just being alone and just having male friends that share interests. Is there something wrong with me? Have i degenerated or ascended?
Besides all that ive come to find alot about myself through this loneliness and im kinda proud of that. Anyone else feel this way?
R: 5 / I: 2
No matter how much I try to improve myself, I will never be able to pull my own weight. I will always be a burden to those around me. Because of this, I need to cut myself loose and completely isolate myself from people who care about me. Only then will my conscience be clear.
No matter how much I try to improve myself, I will never be able to pull my own weight. I will always be a burden to those around me. Because of this, I need to cut myself loose and completely isolate myself from people who care about me. Only then will my conscience be clear.
R: 5 / I: 0
I would say its a wrap for me but I'm relieved. I never even liked people IRL. obviously I don't talk to anyone besides people who I'm forced to talk to [like the people I live with]
but this also means I won't ever have sex, and people say it feels good but I think sex does more bad than good, and people will accuse me of bait if I don't explain, basically my one and only left me, so its not my issue.
It's what I deserve, just me
I have recently realized I have gotten scared of people IRL and whenever I listen to a fictional person's voice, I feel calm and relaxed.I would say its a wrap for me but I'm relieved. I never even liked people IRL. obviously I don't talk to anyone besides people who I'm forced to talk to [like the people I live with]
but this also means I won't ever have sex, and people say it feels good but I think sex does more bad than good, and people will accuse me of bait if I don't explain, basically my one and only left me, so its not my issue.
R: 5 / I: 0
Hey, I found a song I like and thought I would share it with you guys. Tell me what you think.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=47PFV35IZPE
Hey, I found a song I like and thought I would share it with you guys. Tell me what you think.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=47PFV35IZPE
R: 2 / I: 0
Psychedelic Discussion.
How does /feels/ feel about psychedelic use? It can potentially help with depression, which I can personally attest to. What do you all think?
R: 3 / I: 0
After the Fire” [note this is a work of fiction & no characters are based on real life people}
Rich stood across the traintracks under a tree, the lights from the field like ufo’s in the night sky; the announcers voice like a supernatural force:
“And now for our Star Quarterback Trey Davis”
Rich scoffed, what it is to have it all, he thought.
The summer air was bending into fall. A ball drops into a player on Trey Davis’ team.
At the line someone on the other team said “Better watch out, You’re DEAD Davis.”
The players on his team in front of him chuckled. It was a flash of seconds before the guy on the other team streaked through the parallel mobbing Trey Davis to the ground, punching him, slapping him, kicking him.
A girl in the stands started screaming in the voidous vacuum “Somebody stop him!”
Nobody noticed the black figure hop the fence into the field streaking across the turf except for the girl with pink shirt, black pants on, until he tackled the other player.
The whole stadium exploded. “WHO IS THAT GUY?!” screamed the Mockingbirds’ coach. Two officers armed their handcuffs but the figure of Rich disappeared into the town, but not before the two could exchange the sight of a smile.
“Alright, Trey Davis has quit the game!” the announcer smiled.
“Nope!” Trey Davis was on his feet.
The erect figure of Rich watched the proud figure of Trey Davis from a sanctuary.
“Win, you stupid bastard.” He said under his breath”
“This one’s for you, nobody!” Trey Davis said.
They won the game.
i post this here because they're feelsy
ok, 2 fictions:After the Fire” [note this is a work of fiction & no characters are based on real life people}
Rich stood across the traintracks under a tree, the lights from the field like ufo’s in the night sky; the announcers voice like a supernatural force:
“And now for our Star Quarterback Trey Davis”
Rich scoffed, what it is to have it all, he thought.
The summer air was bending into fall. A ball drops into a player on Trey Davis’ team.
At the line someone on the other team said “Better watch out, You’re DEAD Davis.”
The players on his team in front of him chuckled. It was a flash of seconds before the guy on the other team streaked through the parallel mobbing Trey Davis to the ground, punching him, slapping him, kicking him.
A girl in the stands started screaming in the voidous vacuum “Somebody stop him!”
Nobody noticed the black figure hop the fence into the field streaking across the turf except for the girl with pink shirt, black pants on, until he tackled the other player.
The whole stadium exploded. “WHO IS THAT GUY?!” screamed the Mockingbirds’ coach. Two officers armed their handcuffs but the figure of Rich disappeared into the town, but not before the two could exchange the sight of a smile.
“Alright, Trey Davis has quit the game!” the announcer smiled.
“Nope!” Trey Davis was on his feet.
The erect figure of Rich watched the proud figure of Trey Davis from a sanctuary.
“Win, you stupid bastard.” He said under his breath”
“This one’s for you, nobody!” Trey Davis said.
They won the game.
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welcome to /feels/
/feels/
Thank's to the anon who suggested the name change, we actually implement suggestions.welcome to /feels/
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fate's sense of irony
When I was 20 i punched my dad and served time even though he wasn't pressing charges. we've fought constantly for the past ~27 years. i have a bright future ahead if i work for it. but everybody abandoned me. i feel like maybe i'm not slipping now, because my dad (& i have an irreversible vasectomy) is now my only friend
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>come to even obscurer imageboard
>there are already normalfags here
yep, every time
>come to even obscurer imageboard
>there are already normalfags here
yep, every time
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It's idillic as fuck at my place right now. It's late evening, the sun is mostly down, my windows are open, the smell of freshly mowed grass and cheap russian contraband cigarette smoke enters my room as i browse a taiwanese origami folder enthusiast forum while listening to a music box version of bad apple.
What can you see at the place you are currently at, anon? What feelings does it bring you?
It's idillic as fuck at my place right now. It's late evening, the sun is mostly down, my windows are open, the smell of freshly mowed grass and cheap russian contraband cigarette smoke enters my room as i browse a taiwanese origami folder enthusiast forum while listening to a music box version of bad apple.
What can you see at the place you are currently at, anon? What feelings does it bring you?
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you should plant more trees to turn the world into a dense forest.
you should plant more trees to turn the world into a dense forest.
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who else enjoys igniting Beelzebub's Oregano?
who else enjoys igniting Beelzebub's Oregano?
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post trains, trams, stations, anything rail transportation related
train thread
Perma'd on that other site, so I guess I'll come herepost trains, trams, stations, anything rail transportation related
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Hello. I come from 4chan after seeing what is tantamount to an advertisement for this site. Securing one of the early posts for myself is a pretty comfy feeling tbh. I wonder if this site will stay up as continuously as 4chan has? The ban on pornography and gay shit sure is refreshing.
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So I knew two people in youth, one I was friends with, looked her up, top friends other. out of guilt i messaged other. we hung out and i met her boyfriend who was a cunt. i told her i wanted her and she blocked me. well fast foreward and i'm being investigated by the fbi, she has been watching my facebook and calls the cops for "threatening" her boyfriend. she says in the police report i think she's in love with me, I'm stalking her. i never said any of that shit to anyone, actually. then she follows me on youtube. i message her on a diff account and tell her to stay the fuck away. turns out like the day before the boyfriend gets murdered by a stranger. she never came back, i even sent her $ and she took it.
tldr; pretty much wanna murder my second cousin
i'm not gonna do it, i just don't know how to deal with wanting to kill her, i don't even know if i want to move on.
I kind of want to kill a specific person
It's been so long I've had a thought like this. Seven years ago I wanted to kill my parents about 5 times as bad but I didn't. I pulled through.So I knew two people in youth, one I was friends with, looked her up, top friends other. out of guilt i messaged other. we hung out and i met her boyfriend who was a cunt. i told her i wanted her and she blocked me. well fast foreward and i'm being investigated by the fbi, she has been watching my facebook and calls the cops for "threatening" her boyfriend. she says in the police report i think she's in love with me, I'm stalking her. i never said any of that shit to anyone, actually. then she follows me on youtube. i message her on a diff account and tell her to stay the fuck away. turns out like the day before the boyfriend gets murdered by a stranger. she never came back, i even sent her $ and she took it.
tldr; pretty much wanna murder my second cousin
i'm not gonna do it, i just don't know how to deal with wanting to kill her, i don't even know if i want to move on.
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LIFE IS STRANGE: Before the Storm
in this game I'm at an impasse. I've got to hold my convictions mostly in the game & be myself. But I got to this one question which was existential to me. I'm supposed to answer "I lost my best friend" or "I lost my dad". well, I want to answer from real life. Both are still alive, and my best friend & I are together as friends. But I betrayed him majorly 1 time & 1 time I was trying to do a long term solid for him and I broke and took it back but then got back on my feet to fight for him. My dad & I broke apart when I was 5 but we were best friends. It's never been the same. I have a feeling the game's going to go downhill but I'd like some talk therapy. It's really I don't want to pick one of them, but I don't want to answer from the game!