/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>>8701335
Because I'm going to die. I can feel it in my bones.
I want to live through this kid, name him after myself, and mold him into myself. That way even if I die, a part of myself will still live in the back of this new beings head. I've tried writing a lot of things, enough for maybe a book even. But if someone else were to read this and took a part of me and attached it to themselves this way, it will not be as personal still. With a kid it'd be me and even my blood in his body. That cost and time is worth it to extend myself into another generation.
If women were like dogs, I could even choose by breed and other narrower classifications.

I'm having an extreme ronery moment right now, /jp/. I just woke up from the best dream about how Zange and Nagi were fighting over me, and they had me in a locked room with knives. God knows what they were going to do.

After I awakened, though, I started to think back to high school when I went to prom with these two girls. It was so awesome, I had one around each arm and we danced all night. The only reason I had two was because the one I liked (the one I asked to go with me), had a friend who was originally planning to go with the one I asked.

After the prom we went home, and I asked her out. Of course, you can guess the outcome. That was the first and last prom I went to, and I guess that was the last time I ever really came into contact with a girl I liked. Thinking back on it, I could understand why she refused. I would call her up and be silent for the entire duration of the call, I would stare at her, etc.


Why must I be so awkward around girls I like?