>These are the best years of your life
>alright, everyone pair up with someone of the opposite sex
>So when are we going to make this relationship official?
> So what are you doing with yourself?
> Are you going to get a job?
>you have to present it in front of the class
>im pregnant and i want to keep it
>i don't love you anymore
>why do you look so sad all the time
scary for me cause i try hard to look happy
>im going out with friends tonight
>i was at dinner with my uhhh parents
>i don't have anymore
>we have to cut you off because you have refilled your prescription too many times
>Supposed to find group for class project
>Sit still silently hoping someone jsut chooses me
>Hear 2 chads and super hot stacie with them searching for a 4th,
>They realize they'll have to use me so tap me on the back
>I turn around and as I am turning around to introduce myself and talk to the group I see the girl in my group roll her fucking eyes in disgust that I joined
She's 26. We're in an MBA program and all over 24. Who the fuck still acts like that? Can't we just be in a group where its not some popularity thing. It's not like I won't do the work, I got in just like you.
>"What kind of music do you listen to?"
I respond with "Anything really."
She doesn't know that I am into suicide core types of music like Death Conscienceness, Death Grips, and other depressive songs.
listening to entire albums are for fedora fags.
This. What can you even say? I guess they're normies, so they assume something must be wrong if you're not talking. But the honest answer would be
"Because I have social anxiety and I don't know how to hold a conversation."
>Eating all the fruits from a tree
>not just eating the best ones from a tree and throwing the others away into the trash
>"what uni are you in?"
>mfw dropped out two years ago and did absolutely nothing productive
>whats your facebook?
>how much you lift?
>how come you never talk to girls?
>oh you live in x neighborhood? me too! how come i never see you here
>dude do you have other shoes?
>in gym class, change into your gym uniform
IM NOT A RIPPED CHAD WHO BUYS NIGGER SHOES FOR EVERY MONTH
but im flattered they think im a normie
fucking hell they still do this shit in university
>good morning anon
I bet you don't even listen to tropical goth or ghost drone.
>okay, let's go around in the circle and introduce ourselves. Say your name, where you're from, and something interesting about yourself.
>time to form teams! Chad and Cody are captains, Chad picks first
>so, what do you do for fun?
>[mom] how are your grades this semester?
>[stray ball/frisbee lands near you] bro, toss it!
>[mom] why don't you hang out with your friends?
>do you still live at home?
Fucking sucks not being able to afford to live on your own and still living at home. When people find out your still living at home they assume you're a looser, which I am, but I don't want other to know
My dad fucking tells me this every time I'm home from college.
College is such a fucking scam, they attract people in because society tells you it's so awesome when in reality it's literally the overpriced DLC to high school.
>what kinda music do you like
>o-oh y-you know just a bit of everything.
>where do you go to school?
>where do you work?
>what are you studying?
>where do you see yourself in five years?
be failure child:
>What happened to my sweet little boy?
and worst of all:
EVERYFUCKING TIME, I am actually triggered by this post
it hurts so much to see your life unfold before your eyes in the same way it already has for a relative. to see your future self in him, powerless to avoid that outcome because no matter what you do you only become more like him. you should have learned from his mistakes, but maybe it's all predetermined. and suicide feels like the only way to avoid it. I'm triggering myself now.
the best-worst part about that statement is it's clearly obvious the people around you can see the same things happening, yet they refuse to help you avoid the same situation.
And on further thought, what kind of shitbag would sit back and let it happen twice?
Hey, i guess
> You really are your parents' child
Nobody talks to me at uni anymore because i was listening to nasheeds during the pause inbetween lectures and my headphones stopped working and the sound transferred to the speaker. I was listening to Ansar al Sharia nasheed when it happened. Those normie looks man. Islam is truely the robot light.
>Finally land a job after tirelessly searching since March
>It's retail so dad's still disappointed