why is the video unavailable

Because the holocaust never happened, of course.

Quote from: E on May 02, 2020, 02:10:13 AM

Ya'll need to update your definitions of what's gay. Liking the sensuality of a woman without any of the actual downsides that come with, packaged with that air of arousing mystery that comes with traps is wholeheartedly not gay. Being alive is pretty fucking gay though. That's the definition of being gay.

Would you date me E??

https://boards.4channel.org/lgbt/thread/15289645

I don't date. That and being a druggie automatically disqualifies you of any consideration on my part. My condolences.

May I make a funny and call diaper fetishes shit tier?

Long time ago I heard one of the devs always envisioned Chief like clint eastwood. Does that last one strike you as clint eastwood? Be pretty cool.

Assuming that I can continue to work myself to death seven days a week on two jobs, I make 33k a year.

One of them may or may not be me. I ghost most of the forums I visit half the time.

Can't quarantine with family if you live in a truck camper mate. It also helps not to have a family either.

Quote from: E on April 19, 2020, 12:48:11 AM

Quote from: Genghis Khan on April 18, 2020, 07:52:49 PM

Ben Shapiro said there is close to 0% chance of you dying from corona if you are young and healthy. It also hasn't affected Sweden much more than others despite keeping things open.

Pneumonia doesn't really care how old you are. And I think there's something critical that everybody is overlooking due to their insistence on "fixing" the economy back up to speed. All viruses mutate. Corona's death rate may not be staggering compared to other pandemics of the past, but right now what we're looking at is a lucky blow. What if it develops more lethal parameters? With a virus, these scenarios are all based on time. It's not a question of if, if it's a question of when. The more people that catch and spread it, the better chances it has to develop more virulent strains or make cross species jumps like the one that killed that tiger in the new york zoo.

We don't take this person seriously here.

I don't take anybody seriously.

To be totally fair, there's probably a lot of childhood stuff out there better left forgotten. And then there's shows like totally spies and total drama island which live on immortally via wankfest in young adults still tapping into the golden teenage nostalgia of years long past.

Deprived best class

Its dead. Don't really want another one. I'd rather kill myself than date again.

I have no fucking purpose or absolute reason to date anyone anymore and there are no more single classy women left. Everyone either has some kind of major issue or I am forced to walk around eggshells with them. Political correctness fucking ruined women.

I always thought honesty was key in a relationship but apparently that's a fucking lie now. If you can't be honest with whoever you're with, then how can you even have a strong trusting relationship?

I'd rather be alone or dead.

I think having 2 ex girlfriends in my dating history was enough, I don't need a 3rd. First one was in a fucked up love triangle (which ended really bad) and the second one just didn't work out and was impossible for it to remain stable. For the record, both of them broke up with me, and this is all individual separate times, I don't cheat, I actually hate cheaters. Regardless, I'll still be considered the fucking loser on here either way for being a decent human being.

I swear I don't know if this is just my experience but apparently women really love to fucking argue now or look for a reason to argue even if there is none, and give you shit if you don't argue back. Like what the actual fuck?

I'm tired of getting hurt and being blamed for shit that isn't even my fault to start with, and I'll admit when I'm at fault, because I know I'm not fucking perfect and am a mess, but holy fuck do I really fucking try, I thought it was all about being able to tolerate one another but clearly that's not how shit works anymore, especially with chivalry making you a sexist. Chivalry.... which is something my own mother taught me at young age.... is considered sexist. And its not like I'm romantically challenged, I have no problem with that and can do all that just fine and have actually made her day, but the negatives always seem to be more of the focus with women today, its like they look for a reason to feel and be offended.

Why the ever loving fuck should I even desire another relationship when I'm not even going to be fucking appreciated? Wanna know what makes it worse? When the person you're with will take a petty problem that shouldn't even normally cause an argument and turn it into a fucking mountain of an argument. Small petty shit.

And if all of this itself makes me a fucking incel, all the more reason to stay fucking single. I have no plans to procreate and I don't need my genes to get passed on anyway, hell, I didn't want to even be brought to this planet anyway.

I was born way too fucking late. Fuck my generation.

If you think I should still date, quote this reply and try to change my mind. Otherwise, I'm done. I don't need a woman to complete my life, I don't need ANYONE to complete my life, so no. I'm not going gay.

/rant

TL;DR version:

YouTube

Song sums it up perfectly.

May I empart a story to you? Of course I can, since I'm writing this. I study people as I go about my life. And I see a lot relationships fall apart for various reasons. I'm not here to talk about those reasons. I'm writing for the sake of explaining what an actual relationship is, what it feels like.

I met a girl when I was fourteen. She was a gamer, like me. The very first night I bumped into her, I stayed up all night talking to her. And the next day after, I talked to her again. And again. We communicated through a combination of gaming and webcam, email and so on every day. Every morning and every night. I got to know her explicitely well, probably as well as you could know a person short of them actually being there in person. I was friends with her for about three years. And then one day, things clicked. I realized that I loved this person. What they'd done for me, all the times they'd been there for me. I was in an awful place during my younger years. Meeting her pulled me through it. We both did. We grew together. And we started making plans. Closing the gap, getting passports, finally meeting in person after all these years because we both missed each other even though we'd never so much as touched in person. The short story is that she never made it. She was killed before any of our plans could truly come together.

The only thing I can say is that part of me died with her. That's what it feels like every day. When I was younger, I didn't care about finding somebody. I always thought I was going to be alone. And I was okay with that. And she had to come into the picture and destroy that hopelessly childish belief. Standing here now without her, day by day, I can only tell you this. I miss her. I miss loving her. I feel like I'm half a person without her, and that's the truth, because she made so many things right in my life. We did that for each other. We both had flaws. We grew and learned together, lived our lives together, as much as we could through the mediums that enabled us. Without her, my existence is nearly meaningless. Life was worth living because she was there beside me to live it with me. I'd do it over again even if I knew she was going to die every time. I'd do anything to give her a chance to be alive again.

That's what you feel when you find the right person. The other stumbling blocks and shit relationships on the road are just that. Stepping stones. Whatever pain they cause pales in comparison to what you feel when you're ready to call somebody your other half, and you mean that with every shred of your existence.

While I'm on my day off I may as well post some of my work. Some of it has great personal significance to me, and some of it was just practice.

Ironic isn't it? When people are given free time they have no idea what to do with their lives because work substitutes an existence with meaning. Look on the bright side buddy. You could be stuck at work like me and starting to feel the overload. This is my first and only day off in a month and a half of working twenty hour shifts and holy shit do I feel it after I stopped working for a bit.

Tough call. I personally don't like making arguments based off something that's entirely subjective, which pre or afterlife is. I can have my own theories on it till I'm blue, but at the end of the day there's no concrete proof for me to merit even getting emotionally attached enough to argue anything.

The very best tactic you can use in any argument is this. Questions. Never make statements that the mind can grapple onto and attempt to defend against. Ask questions until the person you're talking to boxes themselves in with their own answers given in response.

This is the entire problem with debating or arguing anyway. You're fighting against ego and inner thoughts of "I am right." Making any definitive statement that punctures either of these realities causes most people's brains to recoil defensively and block out any further input that can alter their perception of reality, aka the backfire effect. To use emotions to argue with somebody whom is emotional or making emotion based arguments is stepping onto a battlefield that you'll lose on.

and I'm just sitting here working as normal because telecom services are deemed "essential" or some shit

I work in a grocery and liquor store so I get no rest, only more work hours as people burn out or go into quarantine. It's gay but kind of not at the same time. And it's honestly somewhat depressing that sobeys is considered an essential service because all the bumfuck alcohol dependents would go into shock and die without it in the community I work in.

At least I can be smug when this is all over and everybody goes back to work. "Ya have a good holiday mate?" Na mate I fuckin' worked twenty hour shifts for two months straight and put myself on the line of fire while you bitched at having a holiday and no idea what to do with your fuckin' kids now that they were actually home. Git gud scrubs.