>Isn't an SJW
>Calls out feminism and female privilege
Redpilled as fuck, 10/10, would date.
Guys please start reading.
All of you who were smart as teens and feel empty headed and stupid now? Start reading.
If you can't find the right words to express yourself and you can't remember things well, can't focus. Start reading.
Let's say, you were born with a fixed I.Q, and it could be very high. But If you dont engage your mind, you'll never function at the level that you should be, You could have a 150 I.Q, but if you dont read, you'll feel like it's 100.
Please Robots, trust me, I know the feeling big time....
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Why though? I don't disagree, I'm actually interested because I feel I was smarter when I was a kid, but how does reading help? I already read news and 4chan. How is a book better at exercising my intellect?
Also nice quints.
How was your life in 2005?
Finished elementary, didnt give a fuck about anything, have my last birthday party with school freind.
Also, the year when mental disorders started showing up.
>2005 was a decade ago
>2025 is the same distance as 2005 to 2015
>9/11 was 14 years ago
>there are girls who had already lost their virginity drunken at a party
>there are 14 year-old chads who already had sex
>meanwhile 23 and kv
let the world burn
any robots ever done LSD?
a fried has some and he asked if I'd like to try. i've never done any drugs before.
would love to hear stories, thoughts, suggestions, etc.
I've done mushrooms and lsd.
The mushrooms were like being awake during a dream, yet still having no control over it. The patterns were slow and had dark colors.
LSD was similar, but the patterns were more dense and brightly colored.
Even with fairly high doses, I never had full on hallucinations. There was no talking to people / things that weren't there.
>I already told you, I'm NOT interested in infidels. It is haram! So either convert or stop wasting my time you rugged, strapping hunk of a kafir... before you get us both honor slain!
>his IQ is below 150
>used to have IQ of 160 when i was 16
>smoked weed for 4 years
It is time for me to leave /r9k/. I'm still a robot, but I'm going to a place where there will be no Internet. I will miss you all, shitposting with you dear faggots made my KHHV life so much easier to bear. I will truly miss you all, look to the stars sometime and remember me so I don't feel alone in Mongolia. Sorry dad, bye Oneitis. Bye 4chan :')
I need a cute girl to go on a suicidal journey with. Where do I start?
Because it's an important factor in the sequence of feeling strongly attracted to them. The events of doing what lovers do, holding each other in each others arms, feeling connected would go much more smoothly if primal urges are fulfilled to a level. We can fall in love and then say goodbye to the world, together.
>normie teen brother has friends over
>some of them are girls, i can hear them laughing
>need to piss and am starving
>kitchen and toilet are located where i'd have to walk past the group to get there
>nothing to piss in in my room
what do /r9k/
>Be hikikomori shut-in NEET
>No friends, hide in closet when people knock on the door
>Do nothing all day: just watch movies and read books
>Years go by doing this, end up a 21 year old manlet still living at home
>Start to really hate my life and get scared nothing will change
>Take LSD one day
>Realise what a loser I am
>Decide I'm going to fix it all at once
>Start frantically putting together a resume while on LSD and actually HAND it to a gas station clerk
>"This will surely fix my life! LSD IS AN AMAZING DRUG"
>No job offer yet, hide inside wasting time instead
>One day, be on computer
>Decide to check out former high school acquaintance's public Facebook profiles
>They're adults now ... working respectable jobs
>Some of them even have families of their own
>Look at myself in the mirror
>No experience, no friends, no degree, no job
>Can't even leave the house by myself
>Mother calls be "sweetie"
>Suddenly become acutely aware of what a parasitic piece of shit I am
>Get insanely drunk
>Turn up uninvited at an old acquaintances house (who I learned through Facebook stalking was having a party nearby. Yes, I am that fucking mentally ill)
>The normies humbly accept me
>Making awkward small talk "so, what do you do anon?"
>Give a bullshit answer with the pre-text being something like "tendie salesman"
>They look down on me, wish I was fucking dead
>Decide to leave the party early and walk home (because I have no license)
>Start wishing I was normie
>Arrive at basement
>Seriously start thinking of ways to make money even with my condition
>Eventually settle on Bitcoin (the year is early 2013 and there isn't as much hype.)
>"Yes, I'll become a Bitcoin wizard and turn my life around! BITCOIN IS INCREDIBLE TECHNOLOGY"
>Start autistically studying everything about Bitcoin the next day
>Don't eat, barely sleep. Parents notice that I'm losing weight because too busy learning how ECDSA works
>Eventually pick up a lot of programming too
>Become something of an expert on security
>Publish papers that inform wallet and exchange security in major applications
>Start applying to remote jobs all over the world
>Amazingly, a normie company in Silicon Valley hires me
>My salary is six figures a year
>Still can't go outside but six figures is a lot for a tendie salesman
>"Y-you too sir"
>Now earning so much money I can finally move out
>Had some trouble getting a place initially but pull it off
>Be coding full time
>Code several major modules that now process millions of dollars worth of Bitcoins every month with zero hacks (not naming the company)
>No degree, dropped out of high school but earning more than anyone I know
>Fast forward a few months
>I eventually save up a lot of money wage slaving
>"I sure showed them! I am a productive member of society now and not a NEET parasite!"
>Months go by doing this
>I buy a fancy car, fancy clothes, and several other toys
>Have very little time to do anything now most days but decide to go out to a bar on the weekend
>Be at bar
>Trashy succubi is interested in me (as I probably look rich) but I pass it up
>Go back to my condo
>Look at my fancy art work on the walls
>Look at my mining rigs
>Look at my bank balance
>Look at the news reports about my work
>Look in the mirror, I'm a 24 year old frog
>A fucking frog
>Start balling my eyes out
>The next day I quit my job
>Posting this now on /r9k/
FUCK YOU NORMIES, YOU'RE JUST AS MISERABLE AS WE ARE
WHY DID I BUY INTO YOUR FUCKING BULLSHIT FACADE
So yes, today I learned that being a normie doesn't change shit and that most normies are genuinely lying about how happy they are. It's just that their brand of misery is more socially acceptable. That's literally all it is. Fucking kill me.
Hopefully you can make your savings last, or do you still have income of some kind? Also, maybe try to form some type of identity outside of a dead meme perpetuated by a toxic community? Idk man, good luck.
How often do you have suicidal thoughts?
What would drive you to kill yourself?
What hope are you clinging onto?
My Chad brother just called me a "fedora neckbeard who white knights girls on the internet" just because I'm fat, ugly, have acne and glasses.
The only thing I do even remotely neckbeard-like is visit 4chan.
I try to stay out of people's way, I don't try to annoy people, I never try to white knight girls. I just try to deal with my feels and get through the day and I still get shit for it.
Beta uprising when?
hehe who chadBro here?, my chad bro is kind of cool but he bullies me and calls me a beta/cringe, well fuck you just because i dont go out every weekend and drink a bottle of vodka,
Looking for a good film to watch tonight
Watched this one last night. Very good. Any suggestions for what I should watch next?
Is it possible to come out of depression in a single moment or have I snapped? I got through possibly the most painful phone call of my whole life and couldn't stop myself from crying at the end. Then out of nowhere I just felt good, hope or genuine confidence who knows I just stopped feeling crippled by all of the out of my control shit that ate away at me.
Maybe this isn't the place to ask but if true words can make you wish you were never born, could they cure someone of some really deeply manifested depression and anxiety?
Never been really depressed.
There really is a lot of evil in the world, but I sort of learned to be happy and angry at the same time, if you know what I mean. I'm still alive, and no one is controlling my actions so my successes, rare as they may be, and my failures are still mine alone.
I have been in some deep shit, but just remembering those two things can make a huge difference in outlook.
I can't really describe the source of my outlook with a logical thought, but hearing a selfish horny bitch tell me I was never worth anything to her and I lost my only friends for nothing made me feel like I have potential. I might be schizo or something and if it happened to anyone idk why they'd be here I just have only really connected my emotional process with someone else's here.
Just had a threesome. Does that mean I can't browse this board anymore?
Why do I even come to this board, anymore?
Do normies even understand the damage these sort of posts do?
Fuck you, Op.