>"Anon, get your butt downstairs! Everyone is here."
nigga fuck that shit
"Wait, let me say good bye to my internet friends first!"
>finally go downstairs and everyone is making fun of you
I'm a grown man, mom. If I want to sit in my room alone I shall.
Requesting the original image please.
>>24543222
here anon
el robot me raja el ano
>It's Thanksgiving
>It's fucking 2015 for crying out loud. Are bitchtits sexy yet?, you wonder confusidly.
>Maybe you are 20 years old. Maybe 25. Maybe 30. Fuck, maybe even 40.
>You are in your special corner, knees tucked up against your chest, face hideously contorted, big greasy clown tears rolling down your face. "I'm such a loser. I'm such a fucking pussy. I'm such a loser. My whole family is down there and I'm too much of a pussy to even go down and say hello. I fucking want to die. I fucking want to die." Over and over.
>You hug your knees even tighter into your body, which is now wracked with uncontrollable sobbing. Downstairs below, as if in hideous counterpoint, you can hear a roar of laughter swell and subside like a wave crashing into shore as "they" all share some stupid normie joke none of them probably even think is funny. Of course it's not about you, nobody even remembers you, or they are too polite mention the big embarrassment upstairs. Of course they aren't laughing about you.
>"Of course they are," you whisper through more tears. Tears of some kind of faked self-pity (faked even to yourself, how is that even possible?). self-pity tears, big boo-hoo-hoo clown tears that make your vision all split up. Like your broken mind.
>Time for another calming pill. You are only supposed to take 2 a day. This is your 14th today so far today. The only thing next to you are the calming pills and glass and pitcher of water. The calming pills aren't really calming, but they make they time pass and they make things a little...warmer...somehow. They make music sound better too. If you take enough you will fall asleep.
>"I fucking hate you" you whisper again as you gulp down the pill. Boo hoo hoo, more big greasy clown tears from the big clown-boy in the corner upstairs, to scared to go down where all the people are, too scared to leave your special corner where you can just hug your knees and your smelly bathrobe closer.
>Happy Thanksgiving, robots.
bump for stories about thanks givings
>>24543279
this one you faggot
>>24543825
Fuck me that's creepy
>>24543398
tl;dr version please?
>>24543825
WHAT IS THATseriously, can I get some background on that pic?
>>24543398
Fuck...
Are you guys actually like this? I hardly talk to anyone but I still enjoy a family dinner.
>>24543825
welp looks like I'm not sleeping tonight
I know that feel. There are going to be way too many people at our Thanksgiving dinner this year. At least I won't have to carry the conversation much..
>>24543127
>tfw we don't celebrate Thanksgiving here
>>24544056
Same here fem
Just gonna get some frozen pizza and beer
>>24544130
Bliss, I'll probably take a trip down to the McDrive later. Where you at?
>Look who came out of the cave!
>Uncle anon why do you still live at home?
>>24545938
>>Uncle anon why do you still live at home?
Phew, I've still got a few more years until that happens.
