i thought this year would be different. not at 11pm, 12/31/2015, when i was lying in bed alone lurking on 4chan and bleeding internally over events that happened over three years ago. i thought so three hours later when i was in the bed of a girl i had just met with her vagina in my face. and i thought so the next day when i met a different girl and got to know her a bit and was like, wew, this person is so cool and seems like they would be into me and now i have confidence and what i say works and i totally weaseled my way into a date tonight except half an hour before i was going to leave she gets cold feet but wants to keep chatting
idk man. idk anymore. over the last year i kept thinking that i was finally gonna accept the superiority of 2d. that so many years without human intimacy would finally go to my head and i was fucking accepting it too. and then this shit happens. i didn't want to develop feelings for someone. i didn't want to even put myself in a situation where it could happen. i'm well down the path to become a comfy neet with diagnosed mental health issues and an allowance from guilty and well-meaning parents. and then i meet someone and spend all this time chatting and suddenly i'm looking for the clean new clothes i got this holiday season and getting in the shower and meeting someone who seems to match me in a lot of important ways, at least the obvious ones that i can gather from several days of text conversation, and then she's like
i don't want to go on blind dates anymore
after she suggested that we should go out
shes texting me now but i'm not looking at it. i think i'm going to take the one and a half bottles of vodka in my freezer and drink them. i've been thinking about suicide and i never was comfortable with it before but now i think i might be able to go through with hanging myself, assuming it ever came to that.
i just had two days when i thought this was actually a new year, and then nope. same old shit.
>>25472214
i thought this year would be different. not at 11pm, 12/31/2015, when i was lying in bed alone lurking on 4chan and bleeding internally over events that happened over three years ago. i thought so three hours later when i was in the bed of a girl i had just met with her vagina in my face. and i thought so the next day when i met a different girl and got to know her a bit and was like, wew, this person is so cool and seems like they would be into me and now i have confidence and what i say works and i totally weaseled my way into a date tonight except half an hour before i was going to leave she gets cold feet but wants to keep chatting
idk man. idk anymore. over the last year i kept thinking that i was finally gonna accept the superiority of 2d. that so many years without human intimacy would finally go to my head and i was fucking accepting it too. and then this shit happens. i didn't want to develop feelings for someone. i didn't want to even put myself in a situation where it could happen. i'm well down the path to become a comfy neet with diagnosed mental health issues and an allowance from guilty and well-meaning parents. and then i meet someone and spend all this time chatting and suddenly i'm looking for the clean new clothes i got this holiday season and getting in the shower and meeting someone who seems to match me in a lot of important ways, at least the obvious ones that i can gather from several days of text conversation, and then she's like
i don't want to go on blind dates anymore
after she suggested that we should go out
shes texting me now but i'm not looking at it. i think i'm going to take the one and a half bottles of vodka in my freezer and drink them. i've been thinking about suicide and i never was comfortable with it before but now i think i might be able to go through with hanging myself, assuming it ever came to that.
>tldr I'm a huge faggot and this is not my blog
>>25472214
>>25472256
not gonna read this lolo
>>25472295
I was reposting OP's text to make it look like a copy pasta so he knows how much of a faggot he is
>>25472214
How did you go from shitposting to having oral with a girl???
i thought this year would be different. not at 11pm, 12/31/2015, when i was lying in bed alone lurking on 4chan and bleeding internally over events that happened over three years ago. i thought so three hours later when i was in the bed of a girl i had just met with her vagina in my face. and i thought so the next day when i met a different girl and got to know her a bit and was like, wew, this person is so cool and seems like they would be into me and now i have confidence and what i say works and i totally weaseled my way into a date tonight except half an hour before i was going to leave she gets cold feet but wants to keep chatting
idk man. idk anymore. over the last year i kept thinking that i was finally gonna accept the superiority of 2d. that so many years without human intimacy would finally go to my head and i was fucking accepting it too. and then this shit happens. i didn't want to develop feelings for someone. i didn't want to even put myself in a situation where it could happen. i'm well down the path to become a comfy neet with diagnosed mental health issues and an allowance from guilty and well-meaning parents. and then i meet someone and spend all this time chatting and suddenly i'm looking for the clean new clothes i got this holiday season and getting in the shower and meeting someone who seems to match me in a lot of important ways, at least the obvious ones that i can gather from several days of text conversation, and then she's like
i don't want to go on blind dates anymore
after she suggested that we should go out
shes texting me now but i'm not looking at it. i think i'm going to take the one and a half bottles of vodka in my freezer and drink them. i've been thinking about suicide and i never was comfortable with it before but now i think i might be able to go through with hanging myself, assuming it ever came to that.
>>25472352
>>25472256
>>25472317
Samefagging so hard
>>25472434
i thought this year would be different. not at 11pm, 12/31/2015, when i was lying in bed alone lurking on 4chan and bleeding internally over events that happened over three years ago. i thought so three hours later when i was in the bed of a girl i had just met with her vagina in my face. and i thought so the next day when i met a different girl and got to know her a bit and was like, wew, this person is so cool and seems like they would be into me and now i have confidence and what i say works and i totally weaseled my way into a date tonight except half an hour before i was going to leave she gets cold feet but wants to keep chatting
idk man. idk anymore. over the last year i kept thinking that i was finally gonna accept the superiority of 2d. that so many years without human intimacy would finally go to my head and i was fucking accepting it too. and then this shit happens. i didn't want to develop feelings for someone. i didn't want to even put myself in a situation where it could happen. i'm well down the path to become a comfy neet with diagnosed mental health issues and an allowance from guilty and well-meaning parents. and then i meet someone and spend all this time chatting and suddenly i'm looking for the clean new clothes i got this holiday season and getting in the shower and meeting someone who seems to match me in a lot of important ways, at least the obvious ones that i can gather from several days of text conversation, and then she's like
i don't want to go on blind dates anymore
after she suggested that we should go out
shes texting me now but i'm not looking at it. i think i'm going to take the one and a half bottles of vodka in my freezer and drink them. i've been thinking about suicide and i never was comfortable with it before but now i think i might be able to go through with hanging myself, assuming it ever came to that.
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