the only friend I had (only online) doesn't need me now that she has a boyfriend
also general feels thread
Real men don't do da feels fagget.
Had a best friend past 5 years. We're always chill. Hung out with her whenever I could. Had problems with her ex but we became friends. They eventually broke up and me and her are still friends. She gets a new bf. Eventually I conversations turn into how's everything going and that's it. Comes down to the area I work and is literally across the street from me. I text tell her to come say hi to me since I'm at work across the street. She replies "I'll try". That was when I knew I lost my best friend. We used to put effort into seeing each other. Go out of each other's way when we could and now I never hear from her. She was One of the greatest friends I had. Feel somewhat alone now.
I would green text to make it shorter but don't know how.
That feel when she doesn't feel what you feel.
this happens to me a lot
never been that long though
usually weeks or months
texted my cousin once to ask her something, she replied 3 weeks later with "sorry, been busy"
Every morning. If I ever told people how late I sleep they would call me lazy. They don't understand that I wake up and fall back asleep for hours because I want to go back to the dream and not my shitty life and browse 4chan.
I can't remember the last time I didn't wake up and immediately try to go back to sleep
My bitch ex hit me, bit me, scratched me, kicked me, pulled a knife on me. She threw my TV across the room in March during one of her giant bitch fests, broke it and took a giant chunk out of the wall. She grabbed my computer off my lap and I stood up and grabbed her arm to stop her from throwing it. I told her to get out and cool down. She called the police and claimed I was beating her. I went to jail for two days. She took off with my kid and now her lawyer wants me to sign a separation agreement that would cost me over 50 grand just to keep my house and not to mention child and spousal support but the only visitation would be in a city that is three hours away under supervision of her shitty grandma and aunt and shit who all built careers out of pulling bullshit like this.
everytime I befriend an awesome single girl,
I help them get back up in their worst times,
keep them laughing, smiling and enjoying life,
yet, they end up in another man's arms,
through this I realise,
I am alone.
How do you know if your feelings are real?
I have this problem where I'm not sure if I have feelings towards someone or if I'm just acting out what I'm supposed to feel.
For an example, if someone close to me insults me, I react as if I were insulted, but it all feels deflated inside. If think I'm having a crush on a girl and get the kicks just for spending time with her, I can't tell whether I have actual feelings toward her or if I'm just being obsessive and ego tripping.
>Met a girl
>Super cute, very funny, laid back, and she lifts like me
>We start talking, laughing almost constantly, having a really good time
>Get her number, we talk for a couple of hours every night for a week straight
>Constantly texting and sending snapchats when we can't call each other
>We make plans to hang out
>Everything goes really well, we have a good time, even make out and get a little foreplay going but we stop for our own sake
>For a day or two after we hang out everything is normal
>Out of nowhere she straight up ignores me for an entire day
>Calls me the next day and just briefly says she was busy and not really in the best mood, but it isn't my fault
>Concerned, but don't want to ruin it so play it cool
>She continues putting in minimal effort to talk to me for the next week, maybe a text or two during the day, nothing else
>Finally I Friday I get fed up with it and don't text her or send any snapchats
>She doesn't text me or anything either
>Attempts to call me at like 2:30am drunk as fuck, but I was asleep so I didn't answer
>Next night she's drunk as fuck again, calls me and is basically mumbling the whole time
>Turns out she was beyond fucking wasted, but she hung up anyway
>No clue when, where, or how this whole thing started spiraling downward
>Haven't talked to her all day, probably won't talk to her anymore
Well, feels good to know that the only women I attract are fucking stupid and/or insane.
As a sort of caveat, she's in college and they're having some kind of spring festival going on. It's really just supposed to be campus-friendly activities and music, but obviously all the college kids are partying non-stop. She's been involved in all of these parties and has been drunk at least 80% of the time since Thursday.
better die a virgin, loser
than live a life without honour and dignity,
when was the last time you helped a person,
while not expecting anything in return?
But I would be lying if I said I always do
Eitherway, I still help people in the end
Because I am a human being,
Nothing more, nothing less,
It just saddens me that the human capacity to return gratitude
Is closely related to how much that person needs you
I really don't know how much longer I can do this
I feel ya anon , you sound like a good man , stay how you are.
as long as I got my beer and weed I will never be alone
...Except... that you make the movie.
This is a perfect representation of depressed people.
Seating with an upturned belly woeing at how the world that they could change is shifting past them.
Old pasta but gets me every time.
>I guess he'll always be 12
>be 2 years ago
>i like her more than friends
>says she doesnt want to ruin our friendship
>become best friends
>we are really close
>she is a rock for me when my dad passed
>cant help but still feel in love with her
>her cousin asks her why we are not dating
>she tells cousin that im cute and a great person
>but she doesnt want to ruin our friendship
>3 weeks ago
>she tells me i need to get over her
>i dont talk to her for a week
>she seems fine with that
>im dying on the inside
>hang with other friends last friday
>friends gf's friend hangs too
>she flirts with me all night
>next day get a follower on instagram
>direct messages me
>make plans to hangout on saturday
>trying to talk to my best friend
>i dont know why
>i think im getting over her
>but i think im losing my best friend
I'm nervous as fuck to be hanging with this new girl again. but i wish my friend would talk to me.
It does strike me sometimes,
when people do things they usually regret in the end.
I realised in the end, they too just want to fit in.
And they did, they perfectly fit in the society we live in.
I know you feel the same way they do,
you have to have this and that,
so that you may look more,
But I knew from the start, my father taught me,
you do not have to be what people expect you to be,
narrate your own destiny,
protect your dignity,
because once you loose everything,
all you will have left is yourself.
I know I know,
It protects my virginity very well,
But yea you might be right, and I might be wrong,
Or the opposite, whatever.
I just live my life the way I want to die,
I take every opportunity to help people,
Help that crying girl in the corner because her bf broke up with her,
Help her get back up,
And teach her how to love again,
And you let go, easy.
Its the purest form of love,
from human to human.
But yea, its lonely as fuck,
protect my virginity XD
but yea, its lonely as fuck...
No need to be nervous anon. Your best friend had her chance and KNOWS how you feel about her. Since she is so much of a friend she is trying to create distance between you so she won't have to tell you she isn't interested in you that way. Once you get serious with this other girl she will realize she cared about you and want you back. DO NOT give I to her if everything is going well with the new girl. OtherwiSe your best friend will know she has you at her finger tips when ever and where ever she wants. Be strong anon don't be a fucking beta.
>virgin, naive as fuck
>date a guy for 6 months
>finally have sex after 6 months
>one week later guy dumps me over text with no reason
>it's been a year and I can't even maintain a relationship because trust issues
Okeydoke chill. Sorry that you gotta feel that way. This Aron that I know was suicidal and from the East coast. In this case, I'm the boyfriend. I guess it sucks, but chin up. Keep hope that you can meet someone close to you and share something special with her.
I'm socially handicapped. I can hardly call people, I find it very uncomfortable having any sort of social interaction, be it with cashier at the supermarket or my peers. I dropped out of high school and have tried to finish it ever since but always quit after a semester due to lost motivation and being "socially exhausted", despite ease of learning and good grades.
The best part is that even though I went to the school counselor and have had contact with several psychologists and participated in multiple group therapies without successfully being able to return to society, no one does anything or even cares. If you suffer from problems like mine, you're destined to become a social outcast - like me.
Do any of you guys do that thing where you catch a glance of yourself in the mirror, just in passing or in your bathroom or whatever and you just immediately have to turn away because you can't stand to see yourself.
Feels bad man
A friend of mine was like this with a girl.
he cheered up her every time her bf was an asshole. The perfect friendzoned nice guy.
now he's with her and they form a cute couple for 2 years or so. He's my hero.
me, I am just a near wizard absolute virgin
So I got matched with a girl on tinder last night and worked really quickly with her because I was super drunk last night. Managed to set up a date with her on Monday.
Its so weird though because I'm 5'5" and am not particularly handsome not suave. I'm athletic but have an OK body. But this girl seems to really want me
I just feel inadequate, especially when she says things like "I date taller men usually". Like, it feels like the scene in Dumb and Dumber when the bikini model bus stops and the two guys point in the direction of the town.
In going to try to maintain confidence but fuck man, I know this is going to end with her being disappointed.
>I'm socially handicapped. I can hardly call people, I find it very uncomfortable having any sort of social interaction, be it with cashier at the supermarket or my peers. I dropped out of high school and have tried to finish it ever since but always quit after a semester due to lost motivation and being "socially exhausted", despite ease of learning and good grades.
sounds like me
most girls irl don't even acknowledge I exist
the ones that do obviously dislike me
A week ago or more there was a feels thread where someone posted a pic about having a existensial crisis. And finding what to do with your life. Like " do you crave meaning in life? No? Then do you...?... Yes? Do you want self made meaning?..." Does anyone have that picture?
>mfw i wish i had a drunk gf
>mfw ima drunk too
also you are a foggot for being such a straight edge
I wish a girl would like me just once in my life
one will one day anon.
don't give up.
and I can fake being normal
if anyone told her anything about me before she met me they would have told her I'm "wonderful" and shit
I don't know why, girls have never liked me at all
Yeah I can't start conversations for shit, that's my main problem. I have to latch onto conversations. I was shy as a kid so that's probably where all this stems from.
The worst part is knowing that I think I'm a decent looking dude and I can be entertaining at times, so I shouldn't be completely helpless, but I still am lel.
These feels threads are always too centered around >tfw no gf thoughts.
I can#t empathise with that anymore, I've had a few girlfriends and maybe another one soon.
I come to feel threads to read people's stories about how they cope with the regular, or even constant feeling of hopelessness and incompetence. I've lost all drive and ambition in my life, I probably won't finish my degree. Strongly thinking about suicide as an option should that happen.
My doctor told me the shitty red spot on my dick is probably going to be herpes or warts.
Apparently the warts can get cauterized and the herpes only flares up when my immune system is low, but still... Fucking life...
Does anyone ever have that dream when they have something amazing with a girl, real or not, an amazing time, full of warmth, passion, and kindness
And then they wake up?
Do any of you ever feel like your missing something inside?
Like you are just like everybody else but without the emotions that other people have?
Are you the kind of person that can't be affected by sad stories or happy stories and you don't know why?
I know I am. Wake up every morning and force myself to do the things I as a human being is supposed to do. I eat breakfast, take a shower and then go to school. There I do my best in classes, listen to what my friends have to say and laugh at their jokes. Then I head to the gym and work my ass of until I'm so exhausted that when I get home I will instantly fall asleep. I just do this because that's what we humans are meant to do. I attend every social gathering that I can which usually is every weekend. While there I just try to get girls to my guy friends and be someone my girl friends can talk to.
I don't have a personality like the rest of you do. I just adapt to the people around me so that they will find me pleasant to be around. I can listen to a girl crying about how she was raped as a child and how she gets flashbacks of it every minute of her life, and then instantly switch over to giving another friend a brofist because he tells everyone about the time he forced a girl to give him a BJ.
I never get affected by the horrible things around me and not by the happy things neither. I never have a "bad" day or a "good" day, I just have a day. The only time I ever get affected by something and feel like crying, the only time I feel like no matter how hard I try I will never fit in in this society, is when people ask my how I can deal with all this shit without it ever getting to me and all I can respond with is "I don't know".
Friends and family are leaving. Just me and my apartment. Let's feel together anons
this has happened to me twice, one of whom I knew and was best friends with when I was younger, I haven't talked to her in years but for some reason she just popped up in my dream, It was so bizarre it was just me and her hanging out again in her old house in the town I used to live in, great times, wish I could go back.
At least you had a friend.
I'm 26 years old and the closest thing I have to friends is a bunch of teenagers on an anonymous internet imageboard who I spend most of my day insulting/being insulted by.
>everytime I befriend an awesome single girl
If you want to be more than friends with her, then don't act like you're just her friend. Become close with her, but never stop suggesting that you like her, from the start, even if it means telling her she is pretty the first time you meet her. At some point, you'll probably have to try and kiss her. If you wait too long, she will see you exclusively as a friend.
Everyone starts inside the friendzone. If you don't state your intention to get out of it from the start, you'll eventually be condemned to it.
On the bright side, there is an infinite number of women out there, so you have many to practise with.
Go outside, be like-able, make real friends
So? People get busy. I have 300 unread FB messages, a couple dozen unread text threads, and thousands of emails I haven't read. It's not because I hate the people, it's because I am busy.
You people need to stop taking everything personally.
I just don't get it
>I tell myself I don't need anyone
Don't know how to reply to that. I don't tell myself that.
>The truth is they don't need me
Of course they don't. That's not a bad thing, why would anyone *need* me? I'm not like a therapist or a vital part of a company or something.
If you've no mutual acquaintances to meet new people how do you do this without seeming creepy as fuck/desperate? I have no trouble talking to people, but have no idea how to suggest seeing them outside the situation I meet them in (work, gym, whatever).
Then you must become the one who's arms they end up end, letting someone else pick up the pieces.
If you're trying to be a good person it'll go against your instincts at first, but believe me it works, and it'll save you a fuckton of heartache and feels.
Is it a bad thing if I feel exactly like it's written in the picture?
>Me in 8th grade
>Friends with girl since 6th grade
>Solid 8.5/10, big tits for her age, nice ass
>We always texted each other and hung out at school
>Told each other the craziest stuff, most of it in 8th grade
>Told her how big my dick was, she told me how big her tits were (which were 36DD)
>My best friend used to date her
>Didn't really care
>In 8th grade find out she's gonna move to
>Sad, but still enjoy the time we're spending together
>Fast forward to like a month before she's moving
>Ask her out
>She says she would've dated me if she wasn't moving
>Fucking hate myself
>Don't talk to her much for the rest of the time she's here (Wisconsin)
>Day she's moving
>Go to say goodbye to her after school
>Her closest friends and there (3 girls, another guy and I)
>Waiting to give her a hug, everyone has given there's
>Starts walking away to her locker
>I start saying her name
>Turns her head, looks at me
>Fucking stop walking
>Had a card I was gonna give to her
>Throw it on ground
>Fucking cry for hours
I have a girlfriend right now, but I still feel with all of you. I don't feel like I'm happy. I feel like I never truly was. I wake up and put a mask on, that mask has a smile, and a bit of humor. Inside
Behind that I'm alone. I'll keep on, until my thirties, forties, fifties. Searching for happiness. When I find none, I dream about it. I'm truly happy when I lucid dream. I have a life, I have a companion, I have people who love me for what I am. But I wake up, and my hope is to turn my dream into my life not my life into a dream
I feel you man. Mid 20's here, have decent gf, have degree, decent job, good health but I'm chronically bored and unhappy.
Sometimes consider fucking everything off and taking every drug/trying to fuck every girl possible just to break the monotony.
The road to self love and personal growth is a long one OP.
Any self improvment, it doesn't work by 5 minute pep talks. It's a process of growth, it's something you water everyday and prune, and understand and love.
those dreams are euphoric. i hurts so much to wake up
Anyone who says they "fake being normal" is a fucking faggot who thinks he has some complex personality. Get over yourself. THAT's why people don't like you. You're up your own ass.
I started having dreams about a former friend that I liked after taking these sleeping pills. I remember them so clear, The latest one was that we made up and became friends. Not going to explain what happened but It sucks how real dreams feel.
That would be turning your life into a dream. I'm keeping from drugs because they will never give me anything but temporary relief, and it's worse afterwards.
Sometimes I go for a 'hike' for days, where I do nothing but think. I think about all the things I'd talk to my life partner about. But I just end up talking to myself.
This is to the anon, who helped me about a week ago, I was worried about growing up and college and losing my friends and my life being over at 23 and you helped me, you told to say "fuck it" and go, and I did yesterday and it was the best night of my life
That actually sounds like a good break from it all, probably would probably be convincing my gf that I wanted to go without her while avoid her thinking she's done something wrong or wanting to discuss things I can't really explain.
Yeah, a lot of my old friendship group live most of their days in a drug induced stupor so I see a lot less of them, which has let me get my life to where it is but has taken most of my social life as a result.
you guys gonna butt fuck now?
I'm the guy that took a girl away from a gamer fag like this. He still texts her all the time, and even though he's black he's still more beta than wonderbreadwhite.jpg me. When she met me I was managing a store, doing heroin and coke in the bathroom during break and straight running shit like a boss. Now I moved down south to manage a failing store, took her with me, the tar out here is fire, opiates make you last soooo long in bed. This beta faggot nigger still plays games all the time and texts her saying he misses her when I'm balls deep in that shit bout to bust and nod off. Get off the computer, do some drugs, get social and fuck bitches. Oh and have a good paying job, that helps with the drugs and fucking bitches.
>too beta to make a move on girl in my class that might actually like me
>tfw it's probably too late anyway
In what way is it too late? Seriously if you think she likes you then talk to her, about fucking anything seriously, if the girl I liked was talking to me I wouldn't care what it was about.
Seriously once you start making up excuses and actually believe them it becomes a sad state of affairs
Yeah, I sometimes weigh up the pros and cons of being single and having a gf just edges it, especially since my social circle isn't that wide nowadays.
Though I doubt my world would fall apart if I were single, I think eventually I'd want her back (we've been together 4 years, I've known her almost 10) as she's been such a big part of my life.
I have a story, if anyone wants to hear it.
>18, couple of years ago
>date girl since 9 months
>it's her graduation (she's one year older than me)
>after she's graduated, sit in park, sunny day, having a smoke and drink together
>she drops the bomb.
>"I'm not gonna be able dealing with the pain of leaving you" (she's moving to another country to study)
>i cry alot.
>we just sit there, arms around her, kiss her one last time, then get up and say goodbye for the last time, wish her luck.
>starts raining like crazy
>call friend saying i'm coming over
>phone dies because bad battery
>soaking wet when i get to friends house.
>missed calls from her
>text her, thanking her for everything
>she calls me, saying she's up on the roof of an appartmentbuilding
>tells me "i'm sorry, but i can't deal with the mistakes i've made"
>hear her phone smash into the ground
I was in my friends appartment, crying all night, blaming myself for this... I've never experienced something like that before...
Her family blames me too.
My family doesn't exist. Mom and dad is dead. Only child. Only thing i have is my job as an ER Nurse.
Thanks for listening, anons.
It's okay /b/ro. It was multiple years ago. I know i can't blame myself. It was gonna end anyway, since we knew she was gonna move abroad after her graduation.
Nothing i could have done.
The dream feel. Every fucking time.
I never understood the concept of MAKING someone fall in love with you. I've always intereacted with people until I found someone who shares similar interestes, and that has worked so far.
Do feels greentexts count? Let me tell you about the story of Bro Cat.
> be me
> 2nd of July, 2005, a day i remember easier than my girlfriend's birthday, kek
> nearly broke working a crappy office job
> one Tuesday
> leave work and hear a noise outside that sounds like a police siren being thrown into a blender with an elephant
> watch a little terrier/rat/shit dog off its lead that has cornered a cat and whose shithead owner seemed to think "hey stop" would make the dog back off
> got a soft spot for cats
> insert myself into fracas, grab cat, bury it in my arms as napoleon dog is jumping up trying to grab it
> "Jesus Christ, get your fucking dog away from the cat or i'm going to cunt-punt your little shit into low-earth orbit" i growl
> as well as occasionally coming up with a devastatingly good phrase from time to time, i'm 6'2" with shoulders like a fucking B52 wingspan and something about the way i said that made her get her dog under control really fucking quickly
> wait for dog to leave, the cat is shaking and generally shat up
> give cat a reassuring cuddle and stroke and soft words
> huge ginger thing, not even fat but just huge and weighs a ton
> put cat on floor, saluted cat
> walk home
> the end
Thank you, anons.
It was multiple years ago now. But i still see some of her family from time to time. The looks i get are undescribable.
Altho i am fine now, besides for being a workaholic. And single since then. Nobody wants to date a male nurse.
> loljk, not the end
> leaving work, spot cat a few yards from the door as i leave
> meow at it because smdh if you don't meow at cats to greet them
> it looks at me, meows (a weird-ass nearly-silent crackly meow)
> i walk over, pick it up for a cuddle which he enjoys immensely
> put it down
> it meows at me again
> give it a head scratch, walk off
> glance to a side as i turn a corner
> cat is fucking following me
> "the fuck, cat"
> i stop, it meows, i give it an appreciative head-scratch again
> resume walking, yeah, cat is still fucking following me and does so right up to my bottom doorstep
> stop at my door, say my goodbyes
> cat stares at me as i close the door
> i make dinner, go to sleep
> same happens Thursday, cat walks home from work with me and i resist the temptation to bring him inside
>caring about someone who doesnt care about you
Mistake #1. How can you even do that? Have feelings for someone who doesnt care about you.
>someone interacting with you, wanting to talk to you, and you not talking about it
Mistake #2. If there's someone who gives two fucks about you to talk to you, then you fucking better jump on that boat. Who knows, maybe you'll actually LIKE that person.
You're putting yourself out there too much. If you're constantly going out of your way to help girls, they'll just use you instead of enjoying your company.
Try looking for someone who has similar interests to you, rather than trying to go for the top alpha female.
You'd be surprised, chicks love a caring professional. Hell, I've had girls fawn over me just because I give blood from time to time.
Also, female nurses. Surely you have your pick of the ones that aren't fucking the doctors?
> Friday morning
> going to work, and as i go outside the cat is waiting for me
> he follows me TO work
> cat pied piper or some shit
> when I leave the office he's there seconds after I get out the door, and he follows me home, then sits on the bottom doorstep again
> THAT EVENING
> i go to the pub
> get out my front door
> start walking, hear that quiet, crackly meow
> i am being followed
> "are you fucking kidding me"
> nope, Cat was definitely following me to the goddamned pub
> get there, i know pubs allow Guide Dogs but i was sure they wouldn't allow Bro Cats
> figure he's not leaving me so we'll sit at the table outside since it's a lovely summer's day
> i spot a family outside with a couple of girls about 12 and 14 and ask them to look after my cat for a moment while i went to get a drink
> realise i said "my cat" and it is written in Cat Law that the moment you accidentally say that the cat HAS YOU
> come back, notice cat is very content and has comb grooves in his fur, thanks girls
> drinking buddies show up
> we get shitfaced with the cat chilling on the table with us
> i stumble home with a goddamned cat following me
> get home, cat sits on the bottom step as i walk up to my front door
> alcohol impairs my judgement so i invite it in
> cat accepts
> i'm hungry as fuck after a night's drinking
> make bacon sandwich
> make bacon for the cat
> cat makes food disappear very quickly
> go to bed, make a little nest out of some of my tshirts
> figure i might as well name him
> "I christen thee....Cat!" as i put him to bed and collapse into mine
> we both sleep soundly
>if someone insults me, i dont feel insulted
I feel the same way. Im not insulted, but I have to FEEL and SHOW that im insulted, to keep my dominance. If you dont feel insulted you'll look like a beta, trust me.
>getting feelings to hang out with a girl
Then, ask her to hang out or invite her to do something. If she says yes, you'll hang out with her. If she says no, move on to another girl. I'm actually gonna invite a grill to do something with me on monday. Wheather she'll accept or not, I'll be cool with her answer.
> over the next few weeks, months, years
> life gets better
> the name Cat stuck
> Cat and I = inseparable BFFLs now
> he lives with me
> i cook for him twice a day
> three pay raises later and me and Cat can afford the good bacon
> still follows me to work and back nearly every day
> still comes to the pub with me every friday and actually responds to me saying "puuuuuuuub"
> the pub owners find it funny and he's allowed inside when the weather's crappy
> i discover /b/ around 2006 and our tradition in the evenings before we go to sleep is for him to sit on my desk on a t-shirt nest while i read the good threads to him
> (tried buying him a cat bed, but he prefers my tshirts and never used it)
> seems to appreciate it, maybe he just likes the voice and attention
> 3 and a bit years on from when i first met Cat
> one day i wake up, cook breakfast for us
> Cat stirs, doesn't get out of his t-shirt nest
> whatever, i need to get to work
> leave bacon in his dish, go to work
> get home, Cat hasn't moved
> food is untouched
> i say "puuuuuuub" to him and he looks up at me sleepily
> feel bad about it, but i leave on my own, first time i've done that in actual years
> get to the pub, start drinking
> "fuck no, something's wrong"
> left immediately half way through my second pint
> run home
> look at Cat and realise he really is not well
> he's deteriorated even in the hour or so that i was away
> he's moved out of his nest and is sitting in a corner
> i pick him up for a cuddle and he feels weak, and his breathing is audibly laboured
> he struggles to give me a headrub but does his best
> notice that the tshirt nest is soiled, he has always been a super-clean cat and what the fuck
> "sorry, Cat, I'll never leave you again"
> make him a fresh tshirt nest on my desk and just talk to him and stroke his head for a while
> he deteriorates even more over the course of the evening
> i'm shocked at how fast this has happened
> Cat is half asleep, punctuated by weak howls and jesus no, anything but this
> go on /b/ and post a thread about ask for advice and i knew what was coming, i just needed someone else to tell me
> "Anon, you'll know when it's time."
> (also "an hero on cam" but i didn't do that)
> it was time, and i resolved to take him to the vet the next morning
> anon also wrote, "You should sing to him. I know it sounds stupid, but sing to him. He'll appreciate it."
> spent that evening singing and reading threads on /b/ to him
> the howling stopped for as long as i was reading to him or singing to him
> (thanks anon)
Had a great friend after having none for nearly 3 years leave me out of the blue. She was the one that came onto me, and we became great friends in only a few days. At first it was awesome, but then she started talking about her depression, it was fine for a little, even felt like it was helping our friendship. So many times in our relation one of us would say "Id love to date you" but give a bullshit excuse, but I actually did have feelings for her, but was too stupid to ask. Soon she became more and more unhappy with me, but it was to strong. Then one day out of the blue, she responded a text with "maybe you should leave my life" it hit me hard, and when she explained why, she said "courage and logic came to her" because "ever since we became friends my depression was through the roof". She was literally only friends with me for less than a 6 months, and was able to tear my heart apart countless times, and I did was just come back like a stupid puppy. It feels good to let it out
> in the end, i didn't need to go to the vet that morning
> i was stroking his head and whispering "goodnight, Cat" as he fell asleep and he died peacefully at 8am
> i shed tears, lots of them, none of which were even slightly manly
> i wrap Bro Cat in my favourite tshirts, drive out of town and bury him in the nicest, most tranquil place i could
> 2015, almost 7 years since he died, i still miss Cat
> but it doesn't hurt anymore, he was the best thing that has ever happened to me
> i still declare every second of July to be Bro Cat day
> and that, is the true story of Bro Cat
Is it just me or is life just so fucking mehh..
I have no real reason to live but I have no reason to die either.
It's like, we find stupid things to squabble over, we act like these thing really matter, but they're nothing, we're nothing. We are all so very petty.
Is this what our generation is? living just because it happened to us? as though its just an occurrence?
Do what I do
>hang out with people
>make refrences to stuff you like
>games, music, movies
>eventually find someone who's into the same thing as you
>hang out more with that person
>see if the relationship develops
Most importantly, dont throw yourself at the person.
Well, there's mostly old ladies about to retire where i work, and a couple of younger ones ranging from 6/10-8/10. But.. Meh. Idk. I havn't asked anyone of them out, and i mostly keep my mouth shut and work.
I had a similar thing happen anon, except I hit that shit like a motherfucker before she moved. And you wasted your chance. You fucking dipshit
Shit, man. This made me feel hard. I dont even feel much on these threads cause i'm not too bad, but this made my eyes water. I've seen this before on Pablo's FB page, too.
VanEli, if you're reading this, I'm gonna go for it. You're my best chance at someone I can hang out with. I'm gonna do it.
Been thinking the same thing.
I mean in the grand scope of things none of us matter. When compared to the universe you're smaller than a proton. We somehow forgot (or chose to forget) we're just animals. We're born, we live, we rot, we die.
Exactly, life has lost its value and its meaning. We grow up and we learn and then we work, if we decide this isn't the norm, we're pumped full of meds until we hop back onto the treadmill of life.
Seriously, the fuck.
How I do it is I don't treat them as girls, I treat them as humans.
I'm not saying that to insult you btw, I'm genuinely saying that I chat with guys the same way i chat with girls. No expectations, no trying to flirt. Try it anon. And good luck.
>be 16 years old
>internet best friends
>lives over 300 miles away
>he was suicidal
>i skyped him to make him feel better
>"thank you, anon. i wish you were here."
>know his address because i sent him a few letters and zelda related items
>he liked my ocarina
>played song of storms for him
>was his favourite
>"Thank you, Anon. For everything. I really mean it. I can't wait to see you someday."
>go visit his house
>"so you're anon. come in"
>his mum was nice
>she tells me he commited suicide last week
>his last message
>"thank you, anon.for everything. i'll see you soon."
>fuck my life
>cried until i became numb
>i visit his grave every 6 months
>song of storms
>sometimes it rains
>i miss him so much
>4 suicide attempts
>i'll see him one day
Stop going after girls
Stop caring about having a gf
Hang out with people
Eventually find someone you care about
The more you LOOK for something, the less that thing comes looking for you.
Don't try to swindle me with that shit, when we grow up we are shaped by the environment and the people around us, to change this is very unnatural to most people.
The people swindling the bullshit about life is what you make of are the people that grew up balanced in a moderate environment or those that were unique enough to sub-humanly change everything about themselves.
Eat a dick.
Fuck yes. Multiple times, throughout my life.
>girl i like waves at me to go sit next to her
>girl i like happens to be in my house
>go up to her
>hug her tightly
see i try this but then i think the longer i stop "caring or thinking about it" then nothing will eventually happen and well....foreveralone.
and im in a bind where i want love badly but i also want to fuck a lot and lose this virginity already.
dont do eet anon
but if you must you should stream it
welcome to the void, how long can you last here without succumbing to it?
Same here, man.
I have a very high standard to who i would call a friend. The thing is to not give them that high of a value, and just embrace when someone tries to rise in your "social rank".
I suggest to stop socializing with people who genuinely dont care about you. That's what I do and I have two females I have everyday contact with. I don't mean sex, I mean hanging out and having fun.
Well i guess the human race decided that that's the proper way of ''living'' if you can call it that. I think that everyone chooses what life's all about. Some people actually think the meaning of life is having a ton of money, or fucking a ton of women. I've noticed that differing from the majority of people is kinda like having leprosy. You hang out with other people that have it. Which is why i come here everyday until something changes...reading reposts of feel stories, laughing at 9/11 jokes etc.
We can still go against the grain Anon, we just needn't succumb to the bullshit we're fed by everyone. Do what makes you happy, nothing's eternal.