Can we get a bawww thread? Just found out my gf is cheating on me.
Try four faggot. But I know your feels /b/rother
God you're a flaming fucking pathetic pussy but at the same time your ID is so fucking cool
Listen up faggots, man the fuck up. Just because one stupid girl hurts you, doesnt mean all stupid girls will too. Youll find someone wortg it.
This what really makes me baww. People giving up their lives >>552217178,
showing compassion and kindness, that is reallybaww worthy. Not this stupid shit about girls.
Also hi bri
A DESTINY DECIDED BY HIS BLOOD
I know that it is long, But it's really worth the read.
Your a scum of the earth black nigger. Tar nigger
Does anyone else cheer up by lying down, closing their eyes and saying "I'm not here, this isn't happening" over and over again in the dark with Radiohead in the background? Because it helps me.
i thought about that too
while i was all alone in my birthday, since i cancelled everything because i thought we would spend my bday together, she was at a party at some local club, with another guy
i wondered what would like being dead, but all i could picture was she laughing and talking to her current lover about how i was such a loser and that it was good that i was dead
don't give her that pleasure, she just don't deserve it
i know, it's kinda bullshit, but try to be happy... is tough but, well, that's life for ya
For 6 years I have spent every minute I could with her, the only thing that kept us apart was work/university. We had such great plans. And now I am all alone since I left my friends for her. I have no future and I don't fucking know what to do anymore. This is shit.
I've gone through similar stuff mate.
Life is pain, anyone telling you different is trying to sell you something.
But all the pain makes the joys much sweeter. Stick around and see what tomorrow brings.
It wasn't a "I walked in on her fucking some dude." I suspected it, for a little bit today, I got ahold of her phone, first thing I did, went to her pictures. Found snapchats and snapchats of dudes and dicks. I can't deal with that shit, I give her everything, I do my very best to giver her nothing less than perfectness, just to find out, my best isn't enough. Not a good story teller. Sorry.
Maybe you can reconnect with your friends. If they're really friends, they'll understand. I can't do that, she told them all that I'm abusive and a total asshole, and they hate me now.
couple years ago, i broke up with a girl.
she tried killing herself that same night.
the friends i had were also hers, so they pretty much just stopped talking to me, believing it was my fault.
i did too, for quite a few years.
Fuck bitches man. Did she apologize or anything?
I feel you, man. The girl I was talking about threatened me with suicide every couple of weeks. My friends already hated me by the time she almost attempted it though. She would take the smallest thing I do, then blow it out of proportion. I hate my "friends" too though, to be honest. Like they never made a fucking mistake in their lives.
Haven't seen you in a while
>tfw he's going to rape his daughter because she looks like his dead gf
You aren't alone, you glorious faggot.
Hey /b/, how come everyone I know says I have problems and really need help, but offer none? I haven't done anything wrong, everyone makes a few mistakes, and mine weren't that big. Do I actually have serious mental issues or are people really just full of shit?
maybe cause you use words like "bajillion", and yet iam the one who cries in front of his pc.
>Be 3 years ago
> Lost contact with father several years earlier, he decides to contact me, decide to visit
>Tells me that I have 5 more siblings, takes me to visit 2 of them.
>Starts off normal, they're nice, one is like 2 and the other is like 10, I play video-games with them
>Months go by as we visit amusement parks and such, dad telling stories of my other siblings
>One of them is 15 at the time, a year older than me, living with his abusive mother as he plans to take his life over and over again. Antoher is 17, he's stuck in a mental asylum with no chance of ever getting out. Last one... is 21 at the time, she's my big sis and she has like two kids, twins even!
>I get excited, want to meet her, my long lost sister I used to play with and spend time with.
>New years arrive, I call her for first time in years and we decide to meet soon as I'll get to meet my sisters kid's as now she has a tird kid
>A year ago tragedy befalls my family as my grandma's cat whom I've known for all my life (15 years) dies at age 17, grandmother gets stroke (later dies by second stroke, leaves behind no testimony causing havoc around legacy of hers), aunt has miscarriage but the saddest part... my sister got a severe case of brain hemorrhage in kitchen
>Dr's are too late as she passes away at the age of 22, just a month before our reunion.
>Mother tells me everything, I cry all night as she gives me pictures of her, telling me how my family is falling apart
>That's when I stopped loving
This is stupid. It's like saying each person is destined to do one thing. I've had about 9 different opportunities to change career paths, and each one would have lead to something different - some more fulfilling than others but all respectable in their own way. If that is all hell is, I fucking welcome it.
>mums been dead for a year before that and my dads a alcoholic
>going through my old voice mails from way before her passing
>see one from her
>"hey darling just calling to let you know that I love you and stay safe, have fun honey"
>sit in static silence for a second
I lost my animalbro today.
>Be at uni
>sitting in shade eating lunch
>big rustle, crow hops down near me
>scarred up beak and ruffled feathers
>feed him half my sandwich and a cap of water
>this continues every day, I even go out to meet him when it rains
>he eventually gets glossy again, still has scars though
>buy sardines at supermarket especially for him because they're his favourite
>kids from highschool come to uni for the food court
>go to my spot, hear laughter
>its highschoolers throwing rocks and shit at crowbro
>they must have hit him, because he wasn't flying away
>yell at the little shits and they leave
>held crowbro as he died
>fed him his sardines and gave him a cap of water
Typical niggers though. Should have expected them to ruin everything like they always do. And yeah, crowbro was cool, smart as fuck too, learned how to get food out of a closed wheelie bin.
I just don't get it /b/. I've tried my whole life to be a good person. To be honorable. To be the guy that everyone gets along with. But it's never fucking good enough. Ever. I make sure that I tell everyone that means something to me that they do. I work instead of sitting on my ass. No-one fucking likes being around me. Even people I've been "friends" with for years hate my guts. What the fuck is wrong with me /b/
Perhaps I may offer some advice to all of you.
You are all very capable, each and every one of one. You just don't know what you can do. Your definition of success might be a lot of money, a good house, a nice wife and a multitude of friends. That is success to some, of course. Maybe here, in the U.S. or England or any other country with a similar system.
What I don't think you all realize is that your only limits are the things no one can do. There is an entire world out there, even more if you so desire. Seven billion people, three and half of your desired gender exist. 330 million or so in the U.S., the place I assume most of you live. Do not, DO NOT, get upset because none of the no more than one million people in your immediate area do not like you. Assuming you grew up being exposed to the internet, they may not be able to interact with your likeness. So be it.
All you may need is your own two feet and some wits to get up and find a new life. At most, some books and a plane ticket to another country in Eurasia. You can walk, or bike, or ride a horse all over that continent, you are capable of that. There will be so many people you will have the chance of meeting, maybe that special someone you long so desperately for. She might be waiting in Spain, in Yemen, in Mongolia, in East Timor or anywhere you can think of. If you do this, you might be able to come back to your homeland. You'll be interesting, physically fit and more desirable than you could imagine. Remember, you are capable of this. I am capable of this.
That, or course, Is one plan of action. You have the internet, go and see how others live. Drop yourself off in the woods and build a house, buy a boat and sail around the world, do anything you want. Best part is, all you need is yourself. Nobody has to help, maybe nobody will. But at the end of it all, I guarantee you will find happiness. Just maybe not how you imagined it.