Last thread got deleted. Died before liftoff. Come on /b/
You Feel You Lose
SUPER NIGGER HARD MODE: Only post thing's you've lost to before, in or out of /b/
Protip: Music is the feel weakness of the human spirit
If you feel anything related to your core emotions, love, inspiration, sympathy/empathy, sadness, happiness you know, the works you lose. You'll know it when it happens
you asked for it...
>pretended he wasn't a loser to make dad feel better
Listen to this
And read the image
>implying the love story in UP wasn't sad to begin with
Listen + Read
>Just had the talk with my dad
>Trying to pretend i did something since last week besides play on steam
>read the starterpack.png
>relate to everything
>dad shows up ask if i want to go out
>go out because im sure he knows i dont have nothing to do tonight
Captcha: the everyday (shiiiiiit)
I can't stand this. I broke up with the love of my life yesterday, my first love ever. I did it because LDR don't last but it still feels weak. Fuck, well at least it was in mutual friendship I'd say.
"The Rugrats really were a figment of Angelica's imagination.
Chuckie died a long time ago along with his mother, that's why Chaz is a nervous wreck all the time.
Tommy was a stillborn, that's why Stu is constantly in the basement making toys for the son who never had a chance to live.
The DeVilles had an abortion, Angelica couldn't figure whether it would be a boy or a girl thus creating the twins."
>Remember Fosters home for imaginary friends ?
Ah . . . these threads always make me sad.
I guess that's the point. Still I sometimes hope that I can come here and look at those pictures and be like "Hm, I've seen this a few times, it's a sad thing and sad things happen, but I live a fullfilling live and am happy anyway."
Hm, yeah for now I'll stick to posting uplifting baw stuff while being sad I guess.
I lost before thread started just thinking about how ive been wasting my life reading these threads now and in the future while my younger siblings have girlfriends/boyfriends, friends and a social life, and ive never even kissed a girl. besides failing my first college year for the second time, and i dont even like what im studying
I want to fly. That's one of my things that I've always kept from childhood. That I wanted to be a pilot. Didn't matter the type.
Then when I first got into high school I noticed I couldn't read the board clearly anymore.
I'm not blind, but I'm just over the threshold for Laser Eye Surgery to correct it. The only reason I'd join is for two things
1.) to fight
2.) to fly
And I can't do either now because of another stupid injury. Fuck.
No. It's not.
studying to become 3rd 2nd mate on a ship, then eventually work on the shore, and if i eventually like it enough ill stay to become captain, the people working on the ships i was on told me i dont have enough passion though
I had that same problem, mate. Colorblindness. I got a job in the Airforce to help people fly. I may not be up there, but watching them from up here. It's beautiful to know that I helped do that, No matter how indirectly. You may not fly now, but you never will if you just stop trying.
Navyfag, huh? Nothing wrong with stopping what you're doing and finding something that really makes you happy. My job isn't what makes me happy, but it helps me do what is happy. Take care of my family. Sometimes you gotta invest in other people's happiness to find your own.
I just want to fly. That's all I want to do. I've taken steps to do just that. I don't care if I die in the process. I'm going to fly. If not for an air force, commercial liner, or anything like that. I'll get my own private license and go from there. I just hope to hell I can pass the physical.
meh, i'm better off alone. i enjoy having the freedom to do whatever i want when i want but i still for some reason want a woman in my life to basically be a mother telling me what to do and complain when i'm not her father even tho telling her what to do will make her go apeshit
really depends on your school, ive been on 2 different navy schools this year and they where pretty different, one of them i had to stay on a island with them lol, kinda kept me more motivated though, get send away becuse it was difficult as fuck, remember that the navy is difficult as fuck anon, it really is.
>be me, 24
>have no dad, never had
>have no contact with rest of the family
>have a gf, who is saying "i love you"
>be me who never knew... wtf is "love", cant say "i love you" to her to not lie
>this same with exgfs
>that feel when they don't understand
I'm not here to give you anything, or cheer you on, mate. Just to give you straight shit. If you want to be happy, then you'll find what makes you happy. Maybe you're being self-destructive, which is quite possible, I've done it myself. Only you know you, anon. Do what makes you happy, if you don't know what that is, then it's your own fault for not finding it.
The right girl will.
If that is impossible, try writing. Not shitty poems but when I'm feeling the feely feels I start typing a novel. I just started on a week ago and it's coming out nicely
I don't know how to love. I was beat throughout my childhood. Mind you that's when I had a home to live in and food to eat. My father killed some kids when he was driving drunk, and went to prison, he was never there. Mother was a drunk and a frequent drug user, she (and my stepfathers) beat me. Friends have either betrayed me in one way, or I've lost them in another. I developed minor schizo/dissociative tendencies because of things like I've described and a few I haven't. Life seems different when you know not much else besides tragedy. I've never had much in the way of companionship either. Why would I want something like that when I'm clearly better off on my own? I hate life. I know it by it's worse and I've lived what I think is it's best (having a roof over my head, and food on my table). Neither is really appealing to me. I don't have the nerve to kill myself. I can't be asked to do much other than work and spend my free time either asleep, working, or on /b/. My life is in shambles. It sucks, ya, but it could be worse. Hope you're doing well /b/rothers, I'm not. Hey, it could be worse, right?
im on a dutch school on normal intelligence level, dont know how you say it in english, the school on the island i was talking about was high intel, which was way more theory, going deep into physics and math B (which where courses i dropped in highschool because i thought i didnt need them anymore
>be me before being marriedfag
>be narcissistic, self-destructive anon
>have friends and regular gf's
>never know what love is, always told you'd know it when you see it
>get dumped for first time, because had fallen into state of apathy
>friends all try to cheer me up with beer and shit
>just before graduation get new girl in school
>she becomes friends with my friends so we see each other pretty regularly
>Me being apathy bitch, don't really notice her as potential gf because I was pretty much done with torturing myself and other people
>Be couple months after, girl and I become the closest thing I can to "friends"
>I have been completely oblivious to people for longest time because apathy and shit
>Girl sees me one day, me just contemplating life and why shit happens
>Sits and just shuts the hell up next to me for longest time
>forces me to speak first
>ask her why she's here
>For you, Anon
>My fucking face, man
>Never cried like a bitch until then
>FF four years later
>Girl has raised me out of apathy and changed my view of people and life
>Joined the Airforce to begin raising a family with her
>ask her to marry me and shit
>Live for myself from now on. So I can care for her and whatever little shits she pops out for me take care of.
Before Time Altered Them by C.P. Cavafy
They were full of sadness at their parting.
That wasn’t what they themselves wanted: it was circumstances.
The need to earn a living forced one of them
to go far away—New York or Canada.
The love they felt wasn’t, of course, what it once had been;
the attraction between them had gradually diminished,
the attraction had diminished a great deal.
But to be separated, that wasn’t what they themselves wanted.
It was circumstances. Or maybe Fate
appeared as an artist and parted them now,
before their feeling died out completely, before Time altered them:
the one seeming to remain for the other always what he was,
the exquisite young man of twenty-four.
tl;dr I've gone away for a few months to be an artist and left gf. I miss her and I'm not sure if she'll stay my gf when I return. Leaving is leaving.
I'm looking for a feel-video from youtube, its just this guys talking to his dead friends grave, bringing some of his dead friends favourite snacks. Anyone knowing which video im talking about?
I watched her die crying yesterday. I've known her 14 years. Feelsbad.jpg
Just buried my dog. Died in my arms after he was attacked by a feral dog. RIP Jasper
its worth the read though
Just google this: Jesse Danger
>>we went to highschool together
>>my first time in a public school because i failed out of private school
>>was the only emo kid in the entire schoool
>>harrassed every day
>>i kept to myself and drew all the time
>>but in 7th period this beautiful girl would walk in and sit in front row
>>i was in back row
>>one day she challened everyone in the entire class one by one to play tic tac toe
>>i was the last one she went to
>>i was so shy
>>she was really nice and friendly
>>the next day she sat next to me and we really hit it off
>>studyhing together and talking about WoW and other games
>>she was perfect
>>we dated for only two months
>>but that time i knew her, were the best two months in my life
>>years later, she does softcore
>>she's always been beautiful
>>her names Jessica
sorry for the shitty greentext, i just wanted to get this out there before it 404d
i'll type the whole story for the next thread like this
Lost... This is the shit I go to feels threads for, not that emo fag shit where teens are sad that people don't love them the way they want to be love, or a girl won't talk to them. And sure I've had those thoughts, but they are no where near the emotional intensity that comes with the loss of a being that you love and loves you back. Friendship is what it's all about man, fuck relationships, friendship will give you more solace, you just can't figure it out yet.
>Not feeling sympathy for others is a common attribute of autistic persons
You're gonna make me cry like a little bitch, anon
Damn, anon. Lost hard, reminds me of myself, not as bad yet, but... just damn.
OC coming your way. Personal story. Never told anyone the full story before.
>Be 11 years old. Still in Elementary School
>Find out my anti-social best friend was hiding the fact that he had a girlfriend on me
>Beautiful girlfriend. Good job best friend.
>I date his girlfriends friend. A fat bitch. No interest. Just to get closer to the real target.
>Get to know the real target.
>Convince her to like me over my best friend because I am a dick.
>Best friend kisses the fat bitch in my house when I go to get a snack
>I come back, they are calmly sitting on my bed. Nothing suspicious.
>Best friend feels like shit for cheating on my target.
>Tells her what he did and breaks up with her.
>I start dating her.
>We fall madly in love with each other (Yes. 11 years old)
>6 years later (17 years of age)
>I moved in with her in her parents house because dad beat the shit out of me regularly
>Got hospitalized by my dad 5 times.
>Live with girlfriend for 1 year.
>I worked back shift (10pm-6am)
>Went to work at 9pm
>Turns out it was cancelled for some reason
>Hop on the bus to go back home to finally get to sleep with my girlfriend whom I love so much.
>Another guy is with her.
>Freak the fuck out, even though they weren't doing anything.
>Stay with her for some stupid reason. Not sure why I did that.
>Me and girlfriend go see my nephew and take him to the park.
>The guy calls her cell phone while we are playing with nephew.
>I tell her to answer it and put it on speaker
>She says "Don't believe anything he says. He knows I am with you and he is trying to make you break up with me"
>She answers and puts it on speaker phone
>It is the guy from the room. He is crying.
>Like.. Really fucking crying. Sobbing.
>I blackout for a second
>Guy on phone says "Does what we do when Brian is at work mean nothing to you?"
>I literally break down on to my knees and get so weak that I can't respond.
>Cry for an hour in front of her.
>Tell her we are over.
>Punch a pole and break my fist.
>She goes home.
>I go back to parents house.
>I attempt suicide. Attempted by overdosing as many drugs as possible.
>Body feels weird and I fall over on to my side, feeling like I am dying.
>Get seen in the kitchen on the floor.
>Go to the hospital ASAP
>Just barely make it.
>Contemplate more attempts at suicide for the next few months.
>Lay in bed feeling miserable and useless for months.
>All of my year of being 18 was spent being depressed.
>Crying regularly. Heart broken.
>Hospitalized several times for several reasons.
>Stop brushing teeth. Cut off social life. Games all day every day.
>December comes around. My dad abandons my entire family leaving us in a hole.
>I meet a girl shortly after dad abandons my family.
>Hang out with her once and she made me feel like a new guy.
>Was willing to do anything to have her.
>Obviously got over my ex in the 1 year I was alone.
>New girl is fantastic. Try my hardest to get her.
>6 months of trying, having sex with her and kissing her like we are a couple.
>Laying in my bed
>She tells me she loves me.
>I get so happy that I almost cry. Tears come to my eye. She doesn't know this. It's dark.
>Takes me 10 seconds to respond and tell her I love her too.
>We kiss and cuddle for the rest of that night.
>For some reason I still get the occasional depression from my past.
>When I am not with my girlfriend I stop and think about my past and it makes me feel like shit.
>When I am with her, there is no happier moment in the world.
I'm actually depressed as shit right now and was thinking about suicide for the first time in 4 years. I'm not too worried about dying. >>553011882
How much fucking pain do I need.
Pain stops, but it comes back. You learn to deal with it or use it, mate. Just how it is. Living in an unreality or people telling you otherwise is just a misleading. You either live with pain along with all the good, or you don't.
Way too much. I wonder, if everyone in this thread combined what little remains of his happiness he has an we gave it to one person in this thread, would he be happy? Or just slightless less empty?
had a cat when i was little. he belonged to grandma but moved in at my dads house which was 100m away. he was as old as me. he never scratched or bit anyone, just lied around sleeping and purring. when someone made food he would walk around our feet purring and wanting whatever food we had but refused to actually eat it. he was named tigger.
i wasn't as nice as i should've been to him, i threw him out the window when i was 3 at my brothers request who claims he wanted to see if tigger landed on his legs. tigger survived without damage and came back purring after an hour. during the years i used to bug tigger, taping his paws, chasing him with the vacuum... he never ran off back to grandma.
my dad worked on an oilrig so he was gone most of the time and us ids would stay at our mothers place which was far away. tigger used to eat and sleep at my grandmas house, then he waited outside my dads house all day.
when i was 16 my dad moved away and sold the house. grandma said tigger waited for a month for us to come back before he gave up. when the new people moved in my dad called to see if everything was all right, they said a cat walked in and sniffed around before leaving.
tigger never returned to the house.
he died a year later at age 17
god i miss him
i love u anons and thanks for the feels i needed a good cry
>be me senior year in high school(18 inb4 not allowed on 4chan hurr hurr)>dont have any plans for the future>friends already have plans>all of them
i'm deeply afraid i'm going to lose them all, the only friends i've made throughout my whole life, i'm awful at making friends /b/
i fucking hate you