Can we have a feels thread going? I feel like shit.
how about a painting of beksinski
here is a meme to comfort you
fill it out
as you please
That's the one that always gets to me.
Here's a piece of my artwork for you, anon.
Hope this is the right one
I've never felt so much rage at someone I will never know
>Worked with girl that fucked and chucked me today for the first time since christmas time
>Want to hate her, no matter how hard I try I know she's nice deep down and would be perfect for me
>She didn't even seem phased by the fact I was there, laughing and joking with everyone
>Spend my entire shift avoiding her and feeling sad, ruined my night when I got in
>That feel when she will never be mine
Least I have you guys, and porn.. That's better than a relationship in a way, least it won't leave me.
Hey wanna Chat or do something?
Ask a person who has spent the majority of the last 8 months in my room alone after losing an embarrasing fight which resulted in me being the laughing stock of the town and losing all of my friends.... Anything
>Be sitting in my comfy chair at home in my room
>got bullied for 5 years
>alone all day everyday
>havent talked to girls in a few years
>Out of nowhere, a girl comes in my room and sits down next to me
>We talked for a bit
>I turned my face to my monitor
> Suddenly i feel a warm hug and i hear the words "I love you, Anon"
>Happiest moment of my life
>Suddenly she slowly faded away
>My monitor faded away
>Everything faded away
>I wake up
> Laying in my bed crying me to sleep
I want you to know that we all love you and are here for you anon
>in love with my roomate
>we talk a lot
>one time she came home from a party
>she then spend 1 hour telling me how she met and kissed a guy at this party
>how much he's awesome
>I just listen and pretend to be happy for her
>I tell her I have to go to sleep
>I cry myself to sleep
No problem man, we're all lonely IRL, but here, we are all brothers. All the trap posters, the rollers, the feelers, everyone.
Last I've got sorry
to the one anon posting this for me, Thank you still have the original pic
I was into one of thoses threads a few months ago, feeling worst than ever. You guys were here for me, and I'm never gonna forget it. Tonight I will feel with you, and I want you all to know that I care.
I hope everything is going to be fine for you one day.
I love you anons.
Heres the pic I found when I googled "lsdfkj"...
Im burning myself inside slowly and painfully
Nothing it's like before
The conversations are more shorter
The feelings are gone
She doesn't love me like she used to
I don't know what this is happening
I try to get her like before
But it's not worth it
It's only get worse
This pain almost don't let me breathe
After you finished High School & College, and still have no clue about who the love of your life could be, is it done?
Will I marry a hoar and divorce 3 years later?
I feel like shit for not having a crush.
Did you literally get the shit kicked out of you?
I got jumped from behind by three dudes. Took a bat to the back. Only time in my life I've ever been knocked to the ground, and it took a Louisville-fucking-Slugger. Before I even knew what happened, I just saw the Timberland logo from their boots, stomping the fuck out of me.
I knew it was going to hurt. I knew I was going to get injured.
I curled up in the fetal position and put my arms around my head. So they starting me in the back and stomach. One shot to the stomach made shit explode out of me and fill my pants. The smell of my own shit and the taste of my own blood is all I could taste and smell. I couldn't hear anything because my head was ringing like a bell, from being kicked into a curb. I hurt so bad, it just felt like I was on fire.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, they stopped. Said something to me that I didn't understand, but was presumably about some transgression. Then they walked away.
Now, this is where your story and mine meet up. I was laying there with blood pouring from my face, missing a tooth that I swallowed, and a pants-load of shit. I could have just laid there and got up, waked home. I could just laid there and got up, then called the police. All would have been reasonable and sensible options.
What did I do? I got the fuck up. I spit retched up some blood that I swallowed, but no tooth. Spit it all out. Then, I ran up from behind and kicked the kid with the bat in his nuts from behind, right between his legs. He dropped the bat when he doubled over. I picked it up it and spear thrusted it right into the biggest kid's nose. One of the little bitches ran away. So I went back to the kid who originally had the bat and I did my best Sammy Sosa on that fucker's head. He went down and didn't get back up for 10-days. The other guy who still there took a few more shots from me then went down.
Moral of the story? Get up and fight.
Okay heres a question, I recently seen King 810 live, they were great, however the drummer was not visible due to a big board in front of were I was standing, I did see the other three fine. Do you count this as seeing them live? Or isnt it as I couldnt see the drummer
>all the women my age I encounter in my daily life are engaged, married, have kids, or are with a guy.
Honestly, I still feel like I lost that fight. I was seriously fucked up. Broken ribs. Pissed blood for 10 days. Lost a damn tooth.
If I was smart, I would have just stayed down. Got up and and let the shit slide out my pants leg. Go home and fought them another day. I didn't.
I don't think I am that hard. I've been hard men in my life, I ain't one.
>I watched my father die at 7
>Was neglected as a child, mother turned to meth
>Do things that shame me and I still contemplate killing myself years later
>Mother died at 18, I wished her dead at some point and recognize this as my fault
>Go to prison at 18 because a certain female told me she was 16, was actually 15 with two weeks to go
>Didn't have sex with her, and stopped because something felt off
>She got mad and told everyone I raped her
>No one would believe me
>Rape kit comes back negative
>Many fights, so much hate and loneliness
>Get out, have bad social anxiety now
>Meet girl through mutual friend
>We get along great
>After a few months we move in together
>She starts acting shady
>I look through her phone
>53 men in chronological order, I was number 42
>She was fucking random guys off the internet
>I kick her out
>She travels to Nebraska and fucks some tattoo artist, I'm alone in my apartment
>Nothing to do in this small town, can't meet anyone because of social anxiety from prison
>Walk back and forth from work, cold winter and blowing winds
>Life seems so empty
>At least I have 4chan, right? ......right....?
>be in love with a girl
>fell for her after the first time we hung out
>never fell in love with a person before in this way
>never felt so comfortable around someone except for my two best friends who i now live 2000 miles away from
>just started going through depression
>spend 8 hours a day pretending nothing is wrong
>come home and write and browse 4chan, barely staying fit and healthy
>she has a boyfriend
>she and i have kissed, we cuddle, we value each other very much
>but she has a boyfriend, and i love her
>im in love with a taken gal, have depression, dont have the few people who i truly value
>don't have the courage to just pick up and run away like i have been wanting to
You guys have been a lifesaver
I don't know if i'd be getting along with my futility and obscure, absurd issues if you guys didnt help.
Sorry if it just sounds like im blabbering, i dont know what to say.
If you guys don't mind I'd like to tell you my story. Wrote it up weeks ago, just never told it.
>be 26, line cook at a nice Spanish restaurant
>making fuck all money, but don't care because going out every night with friends
>every week on tuesday at around 8:25 get an order for the same thing
>chickpea hummus casserole, and two beef empanadas with no sauce
>this happens like clockwork for something like 3 months, to the point where I start making it ahead of time just to see how fast I can get it out
>finally decide I have to see who is ordering this
>next time I get the order, take it out myself, ask the waiter where the table is
>he points to our only two top, (table with two seats) in the back corner
>sitting there is this girl, a little younger than me, by herself
>just...average. normal. like the girl you see in the background of a tourist's picture and never think about
>seeing that she's not some mysterious babe calms my spaghetti, which is roiling at this point, and I take over her food
>“hi, I'm Jack, I always see this order come in and just wanted to put a face to it. thanks for being such a loyal customer.”
>not trying to hit on her, not trying to get my dick wet, just regular conversation with a guest
>don't ask why she's there alone because god knows I've done it enough
>“oh! Hi! I'm Linda, its great to seet- mee you!
>turns bright red and kinda shrinks into her chair, mortified
>laugh and say “you sound like our hostess” with a smile to let her know I didn't care
>she smiles back, and I swear to god /b/ with this smile she went from a 6 to a fucking 9, never knew the phrase “her face lit up” could be so true
I was just on Kik and I decided to put in my ex's username, or one of the usernames I knew she used just to see and her Kik came up. First time I saw her face in almost a year, my heart just sunk knowing she'll never be mine again
>chat about nothing for a few minutes, then make my excuses to go back to the kitchen
>turn away and hear “um, would you- would you like to sit down?”
>look around the place, we only have one other table that's already finished eating (again, tuesday at 8:30)
>go to my manager and ask if it's alright if I clock out briefly to talk to this girl
>being a good friend he says sure, was about to cut me anyway, just to finish my sidework
>tell her it'll be a bit and bust out my prep for tomorrow in 11 minutes flat
>change into not disgusting clothes and walk over, order a drink and sit down, just start talking
>conversation is fantastic, I find out she's a student at the local state university, that she's studying biology and italian, that she's 25 and has never been outside the country, but her dream is to go to Rome, shit like that
> she's obviously enjoying herself, but through the entire talk she smiles maybe twice, neither time like the first time, just little half smiles like you make when you see a happy dog on the street
>talk for no exaggeration 3 and a half hours
>know this because manager friend comes up and tells me we're closing, sorry
>walk with her outside, wait while she call a taxi and wave bye
>this continues for the next few months
>we're never busy at that time, and I effectively change my schedule so that I'm always off right around when she comes in
>get to know each other better, bond over dumb stuff like a mutual love of jazz, and a mutual hatred of flan (the consistency just grossed us out)
>every now and then, when I say something particularly clever or do something especially nice, she gives me one of the smiles again, and its like the world stops making noise when she does, everything is quiet and she's all I can see
Man I'm in my later 30s. I hate to say it but it gets worse. I'm probably going to be alone the rest of my life.
The story of my life is the girls I like don't like me and vice versa. The few long relationships I did have, the woman always cheated on me.
>at the same, genuinely terrified of making things awkward, this is one of the best friendships I have ever had, totally natural and effortless
>miss work due to illness and ask manager friend to tell her so she doesn't wait up
>next day he says she looked really down about it, ate fast and left
>make up my mind to tell her how I feel next week, scared shitless but resolute
>tuesday rolls around, I sit down, everything is normal
>make small talk for a few minutes, then there's a pause in the conversation, just a natural lull
>decide it's time, open my mouth when she bursts out “I LIKE YOU”
>she continues, literally purple with embarrassment “this is the best part of my entire week, every week. I never feel more comfortable with myself than when i'm with you and-”
>cut her off by reaching across the table and kissing her right there
>awkward as hell, knock over my glass and spill water everywhere but don't care
>there is no glass, there is no restaurant, there is nothing except her lips, and her hair, and her scent, and the heat of her face on mine
>just total bliss for a solid 30 seconds
>eventually let go, realize the whole kitchen and my manager buddy are cheering and clapping like lunatics, they've known I loved this girl for months
>blush like a 14 year old, but smiling harder than I have in my entire life, wave to them as I pull her out the door
>go back to her place, barely make it through the door before pouncing on each other, wildly rip our clothes off
>fulfill every fantasy either of us has had over the past year for something like 7 hours
>finish finally, literally too sore/exhausted to move, just tangled up with each other on her bed like some weird sweaty pretzel
>have never been happier or more at peace, just want to lie there forever, experiencing her with every fiber of my being
>wake up the next morning, she's made breakfast and we eat it together in bed before making love again, slower this time
>eventually realize the world is still out there and part ways, but it's fine, i'll see her soon
>we start dating for real, I meet her family, she meets mine, I end my rental agreement and move into her place, which is tiny but perfect for us
>get promoted at work to head chef, much busier but still make sure I always have tuesday nights off so we can continue our tradition
>one night she doesn't show
>call her, call her friends, call her parents; she's NEVER missed one of these, no matter what, and she didn't even call to let me know
>no one has seen her, no one knows where she was going or anything, I'm just sitting at my table, slowly going insane with worry
>cop car pulls up in front of restaurant
>manager bro walks out and talks to the cop, then looks back inside, directly at me
>walks back inside, slowest I've ever seen a human being move
>looks like a dead man, stops in front of me
>can't even hear the words, just watch him talking, already know
>drunk driver, ran a red light, t-boned her taxi
>sit there at the table quietly, wondering why everyone is still alive when the world just ended, don't they know?
>every member of the staff comes out and hugs me, tells me they're there for me, and I still just sit there, like she'll walk through the door any second, laughing at something the driver said
>six weeks go by, present day
>i'm still going to grief counseling; it doesn't help
>i'm still living in her apartment; it smells like her
>i'm still at that table, waiting for her to sit down, knowing she never will
Every tuesday I eat alone at our corner table, set for two.
I miss you Linds
I miss you
This shit gets better, my /b/rothers.
This time last year I had no job, no money, my grandpa was about to die of cancer, I'd just given up my entire life to take care of him in the last year he had, my Wife was two seconds away from leaving me, and I'd just had to bury a cat I'd had for 10 years, all this while fighting off every signal in my fucked up brain that just getting lit would fix everything.
Now I'm three years sober, just got a raise at my new job, my wife and I have never been closer, and my Grandpa left everything to me in his will--he left me enough money to get by while I sorted everything out, a house, two cars and a letter basically saying "You're the only one I trust."
I run my entire family, life and I've not been happier in a long fucking time.
You just have to keep on going, you deranged little shits.
Seriously do fucking yoga when you're feeling upset about something. I just did a 20 minute session and I feel great, considering my gf broke up with me a few days ago.
Not saying that exercise makes your problems disappear, just that you tend to have a better perspective one facing them afterwards.
>You just have to keep on going, you deranged little shits.
And not be a dick. Note, that this guy had a good result because he cared for an old family member that, presumably, his other family did not.
Virtue is rewarded.
>mfw I have IRL friends but still feel lonely as fuck
>mfw anons answering to my posts make me feel better about my loneliness
>mfw the most pathetic excuse of a social interaction is a blessing for me
tfw 18 (-2 winkwink), extremely nearsighted, intolerant to contacts & glasses, and nothing can be done about it because eye doctors have "moral issues" doing refractive surgeries on ad(minors)ults
He's probably railing her right now
>On one of his birthdays, he got to a little candy shop and bought a cake, and started eating alone. If a fan walked by he would talk to them and offer some of the cake.
fucking right in the heart man.
tfw been working for 5 years trying to save up for college but keep loaning money to family to help them out.
tfw ill never be able to save up and go to college
Don't know why, but despite all the support I have at work, it's you guys that make me feel better the most. It means the world to me.
I'm honored, sorry it isn't formatted very well.
I'll just never understand how two people can go from being best friends and in love, sharing their bodies with each other, and allowing themselves to be most vulnerable around the other, to being complete fucking strangers again. Whats the point, man?
I came here to fap, not feel..
>lurking on every feels thread
>cry and feel
>never really write any stories of my own because i'm sure no one will read
You're gonna make it, Anon and all you'll need to do is try. Without a will a man is without himself. Keep going and you'll find what you're looking for, but life will meet you halfway. You will need to show incentive. Lastly, don't be afraid of failure. It may hurt, but with each pain there is wisdom.
Maybe its because we're always here for you, and you know its sincere. At work, if they're dicks to you they'll likely get in trouble, but here? I could be a dick to you and face no repercussions, but you don't deserve that, you deserve people who care about you, and you deserve a better life than has been given to you
I'll read it anon. I have written shit on here before. Some won't read, some will. But it does feel good to just get it out and even just that one anon takes interest and actually talks to you about it. It feels nice.
18, kissless virgin,
>will probably die alonw
wat do, /b/?
At least you have sad stories to tell. I have nothing to be sad about. I have friends. Had relationships. I come from a supporting family that loves me, but yet I feel sorry for myself.
And it is exactly 2:36 am as I am reading this post here..
>be young, around 9 years old
>computers weren't very common around here, poor country
>we have a shitty one, but hey it works
>parents have tons of cds for us with miniclip games and other shit
>one day, older brother finds a cd with pr0n
>pops it in and asks me if i want to see this movie together
>don't really understand what's happening, there's a lot of awkward scenes i don't understand just yet
>brother asks if i want to try doing what the women in the video do
you will have friends.
i dont know who you are but i trust you to overcome your fears and be happy.
you can mock me or get cynical, i dont care.
i have been where you are, i know the pain and i pray for you. dont care if you dont think it helps.
My solution was to just nit give a fuck. Realise that it doesn't actually matter. Some stranger thinks you're a dick or a loser. So what? You will never see them again. So don't be afraid to make an ass of yourself.
With people you do know give a fuck about the people that deserve it. I have nothing to do with my family except 5 of them. The rest couldn't give a fuck. Just 'cause we're related doesn't mean I have to respect them or give a fuck. Friends? I know no one form school. I have a small group of friends. But they are all absolutely the best guys you could meet. I would die for these fuckers. All this because I stopped giving a fuck. I act in a way that makes me happy. If I want to dance like retard I will. If people make jokes. I don't care. They should maybe stop caring so much about how people see them. Seriously life is just easier if you just accept you are you and go with it and fuck everyone else.
Thanks anon, that helps. I couldn't help but stop loving the girl I loved recently, and I feel I can never love anyone the same again. If you're in a relationship, how did you two meet?
holy fuck op is that pic me right now?
>feels real bad man
That's what I mean, man. I only got stuff to be better by not giving up and doing what felt right and taking care of my own.
I didn't go into being his caretaker because I wanted anything, I did it because he was my Papa and I cared.
It's totally natural to feel like that. And you will for awhile. My best advice is to not let it consume you. Allow yourself one hour to think about it a lot, then occupy your time otherwise... even if it's something monotonous like cleaning.
She worked at a place I used to work. Been married a long time... it worked out pretty well for me. You still have time, man. I remember being your age. I really, really do. And I can relate. But from one fag to another: you have your whole life ahead of you.
hey, they read my shitty story.
>I really don't get what's happening, but hey, my big bro seems to like it
>have always chased big brother and looked up to him
>have always endured the hits and curses from him and his older friends telling me to go away
>but now i get some weird attention, only me
>agree to try it out together
>brother teaches me to be perverted, we mimick what we see in the movie with no actual penetration
>uses me as masturbator almost every day
>sometimes feel like what we do is wrong
>"why do we have to hide from mommy and daddy?"
>"because if they knew what we do they would know we found the secret CD they hid and beat us to death, you don't want that do you?"
fast forward a year later
>at grandparents house
>our friends are like us , but reversed..big sister, little brother
>big bro gets a brilliant idea, since i'm not enough to get off anymore
>asks older girl friend to have sex with him
>she's not too sure about it
>talks to her little bro to convince her
>agrees under one condition, if he gets to have me
>big brother agrees
Didn't have sex until I was 23 due to severe anxiety. Deathly shy entire life despite being told I was cute, and girls were seemingly interested enough for me to notice but I just couldn't make it work. Got laid at the age of 23 with the help of OK Cupid and 2 years later have since had sex with 4 different women, hooked up with maybe 6-7 total. One relationship lasted almost a year, the other almost 6 months. Honestly didn't think it would happen for me but it did, you're still very young man.
never posted anything in these threads before, but a feels thread was one of the first threads i'd ever lurked on /b/
>big brother agrees
>over one week the brothers convince the sisters to do it
>did everything big brother said like a good little is
>grandparents live in a tiny town surrounded by forest
>we venture into the woods and find a nice little spot
>get down to business
>i didn't like it, but brother was happy, always kissed my forehead and said i was a good girl
>happy for that, so take it like a champ the rest of the summer in exchange for happy brother praising me
>get back home, things keep going for a while, but parents almost catch us once and brother becomes afraid
>slowly cuts off the action to once a week, a month, and then none at all
>no action for a year
>be 13, summer, at grandparents for a week
>wants to do it one last time
>compliments my tiny fluff growing down there and keeps going
about this one time, i don't remember what happened...my brain refuses to let me remember but i'm afraid he might have gone in or something
Fucking baaw threads man, only reason i still come to this shit board.
>Used to be pretty depressed, On and Off
>Depressed for weeks/months, not depressed for a week or 3 at most.
>lonely everyday (Still am pretty much)
>Wake up, go to school, come home, go on PC, sleep, repeat
>Come nighttime start to get more depressed, think about if anyone actually cares about me
>Cry over the loniless
>All of a sudden, it starts to dissipate
>Slowly becoming more content in myself
>Start to actually focus on work and not self wallowing
>No depression now for around 3 months but i know it will come back again.
Thats why i love baaw threads. I still like to think that depression is still inside me but just taking rest as to say, "Go on man, live your life on your own, how you want", like its a companion that will be with me for life. Baaw threads let me talk to that part of me, and that part of other Anons.
May i assure you though guys, there will be a point where you'll break through all the shit in life, float above the drowning that is depression, and be able to feel good all the time again.
Have a good life bros.
>i am exceptionally proficient at establishing deep relationships then unconsciously destroying them with no chance of a damage control, only further destroying.
Never known anyone but my foster parents longer than half a year.
>live in a small agricultural villige
>have a lot ofpeople myage around
>noone that i realy care about accept one friend
>we do a lot of shit together
>picking avocados together
>building cart and riding it down hill
>pause to see sharon stones vagina on basic instict together
>both are 19 now
>im naval officer academy, he is in tanks
>oneday get a phonecall from my mother
>your friends head was crashed in a tank accident, he is in hospital.
>start imagin how im gonna vissit him in hospital and mock him for his idiocy
>two days later he is dead
>i cry for two staight hours
>visit his mother and older brothers every weekend im home
>its been 6 years since and i still cant talk about it to anone
>oh and an other thing: he used to take my dog for a walk when we went to vacation.
>dog is dead now.
>dont care if it makes sence or not, i know he is taking care of my dog untill i will join them
I've been in this thread for 2 and a bit hours, its now 2am and I'm still here, and I just want all of you to know that although we will never meet, I love each and every one of you and would happily die by your sides
I would argue back, but you just seem to think that every thread is for telling people to kill themselves and being edgy and trying to do shit that society deems unacceptable. I'm here to tell you it's not. These kind of threads are our outlets to vent about what's going on in our lives and possibly help other anons.
Tl;Dr: Shut the hell up
fast forward to almost 3 years ago
>always been lonely and socially awkward
>never really had a serious relationship
>have best friend online, from neighbouring country
>knew each other for 3 years or so,told each other everything
>since i was 15 he started writing i love you every time i went to bed, shook it off as a joke, went on with my life
>one day, decide to tell him the story of how i discovered porn, and everything my brother had done to me
>feels sad, comforts me the rest of the night...sort of
>summer of 2012 august, i am at cousin's place
>feeling pretty down and no internet for a while
>says "i love you" before i go to bed
>wake up an hour later and say "stop saying that, it bothers me cause it's only a joke and we're just friends"
>replies: "i do mean it, you just never bothered to ask"
>flip.the fuck. out
>have i been neglecting my potential life partner???
>we're close as fuck, i have been friendzoning him
>he's a great guy, he's been here everyday
>what the fuck is wrong with me??
>get hard feels for him
>world is spinning as i fall for him
>ask him about it, he says he loves me but didn't want to take it further than telling me so everynight because of friendzone and distance
>pace around the house the whole night
>think of what to do
>fuck. i am in love.
Hi Anons ,
Im writing from Belgium here.
I just want to say that life is shit . U will always get fucking trouble in your life. Just stay fucking strong . I love you all anons .
Sorry for my English .
lurked in this thread the whole time, read some posts, its time for me to say good night my /b/rothers. Maybe i will be lurking on my phone.
Everybody I knew is gone and everybody I know is slowly leaving. I know, I know why, I just dont care. We all die eventually and nothing matters.