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Achtane wrote:I randomly got linked to the subreddit for tall people and after scrolling through a page, figured I'd check out the one for short people.
r/tall is mostly just random junk.
r/short is so insecure I giggled the whole time. Lots of "heightism" threads.

YO STRETCH, CHECK YOUR PRIVILEGE.

DEAL WITH IT, MANLETS
YOU SEE ME WALKIN UP YOU HOBBITS STEP ASIDE
THAT OR GET SOME STILTS
SHINE MY SHOES WHILE YR AT IT, IT'S EASIER FOR YOU
HOWS THE WEATHER DOWN THERE?
I CAN SEE ABOVE YR RAINCLOUDS FROM HERE

Nah, I don't hate. I'd hug tiny people if it weren't so back-breaking.

Daniel Radcliffe legitimately seems like a humble person who would be decent to hang around with.

I feel horrible whenever I use a coupon.

For a second I read that as condom.

Found my cd of a super rad band called 'coins' kind of mathy, punk stuff
And then I realised that I don't think I ever paid the dude for the cd
This was when I was about 14/15 and I contacted the band via my mums email address because I was too scared to use mine
He asked for $10 to post the cd, he posted first and I either sent a $10 note I the post or forgot to pay him entirely
Then they broke up so I can't pay them now

So sorry coins

I swear way too much and I fear it will impact my social interacts. Specifically with the ladiez.
I need to create myself a swear-jar or something.

there's a part of me that would rather go on disability and sit on my ass than work, despite the fact that inaction is utterly corrosive to my heart and spirit.

dubkitty wrote:there's a part of me that would rather go on disability and sit on my ass than work, despite the fact that inaction is utterly corrosive to my heart and spirit.

Similarly, I'd have a few recluse championship belts if there were such a thing. It's weird, but when I'm getting my ass kicked by work I'll occasionally pine for the times where I'd sleep for 14 hours a day, staying in the house for like a week straight, and the "freedom" that went along with that. There's some kind of perverse comfort in that situation. It's total bullshit, though.
You'd think that with all the time in the world I could have become a master of whatever I wanted to invest myself in, but without any kind of imposed limit except for the money in my savings account I never could commit myself to any productive or self-improving activity. Instead I'd just feel like a zombie the entire time, feel like the anthropomorphization of a thousand-yard-stare, and STILL fear going out into society. I'd feel like a thousand-yard-stare while doing a thousand-yard-stare, shit was meta.
Huge waste of time, HUUUUUUUUUUUGE waste of time, and really damaging.
I'm way way way better now, physically and especially mentally. I bet that I could go back to that lifestyle, like an addiction, but I'd rather kill myself; no fuckin' way that's ever happening again.

Achtane wrote:

dubkitty wrote:there's a part of me that would rather go on disability and sit on my ass than work, despite the fact that inaction is utterly corrosive to my heart and spirit.

Similarly, I'd have a few recluse championship belts if there were such a thing. It's weird, but when I'm getting my ass kicked by work I'll occasionally pine for the times where I'd sleep for 14 hours a day, staying in the house for like a week straight, and the "freedom" that went along with that. There's some kind of perverse comfort in that situation. It's total bullshit, though.
You'd think that with all the time in the world I could have become a master of whatever I wanted to invest myself in, but without any kind of imposed limit except for the money in my savings account I never could commit myself to any productive or self-improving activity. Instead I'd just feel like a zombie the entire time, feel like the anthropomorphization of a thousand-yard-stare, and STILL fear going out into society. I'd feel like a thousand-yard-stare while doing a thousand-yard-stare, shit was meta.
Huge waste of time, HUUUUUUUUUUUGE waste of time, and really damaging.
I'm way way way better now, physically and especially mentally. I bet that I could go back to that lifestyle, like an addiction, but I'd rather kill myself; no fuckin' way that's ever happening again.

Haha jeez, you describe it so well. I fall back into it regularly because frankly I'm a total masochist and I NEED it in small doses.

Purgatory or big fluffy blanket? Sometimes it's hard to tell. Probably both.

Achtane wrote:You'd think that with all the time in the world I could have become a master of whatever I wanted to invest myself in, but without any kind of imposed limit except for the money in my savings account I never could commit myself to any productive or self-improving activity. Instead I'd just feel like a zombie the entire time, feel like the anthropomorphization of a thousand-yard-stare, and STILL fear going out into society. I'd feel like a thousand-yard-stare while doing a thousand-yard-stare, shit was meta.
Huge waste of time, HUUUUUUUUUUUGE waste of time, and really damaging.

ex-ACT-ly. when i was in Chicago i never went anywhere but Guitar Center for parts. i hid in my cousin's trailer and it was horrible for me...i didn't even go to an open mic, of which there were tons around the area, because i was afraid of being in a room full of strangers. i barely played at all.

kbithecrowing wrote:I swear way too much and I fear it will impact my social interacts. Specifically with the ladiez.
I need to create myself a swear-jar or something.

But then the jar will somehow wind up going to pedals and making you swear more.

i must come off as a total asshole but i legit dont know what to do when you bump into someone you had sex with randomly around the world or just in general out of the blue
i just nod and smile and say hey and keep walking


am i supposed to say like hey thanks again for the blowjob a month ago

tuffteef wrote:i must come off as a total asshole but i legit dont know what to do when you bump into someone you had sex with randomly around the world or just in general out of the blue
i just nod and smile and say hey and keep walking


am i supposed to say like hey thanks again for the blowjob a month ago

I never know what do when I bump into anyone regardless of how I know them...

You're supposed to send out blowjob thank-you cards so you don't have to awkwardly thank them in person. Otherwise they'll think they're the only person on the list who didn't get one.