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>> No.17513125

>>17513115
feet

>> No.17513139
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>>17513115
Japonia lol

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>>17513125
Need them on my face, on my dick, in my mouth and on my lap, lie head-to-toe on the couch and massage them for her while I ask about her day. For those wondering, my gf recently dumped me. I can't be 100% sure it's what pushed her over the edge, but a contributing factor was me coming out with this fetish I've developed over the past year. It didn't help that her feet were super cute, I'd massage them and try not to let her notice my boner, or act as if it was brought on by something else. So posting this is sort of my way of coping.

>> No.17513192

A picture can tell you more about who I am than we can learn from talking for hours.

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>>17513189
I used to be the same, now I can't stop thinking about them. My sister, mother and grandmother, have bunions, my other grandmothers toe was fucked up. I associated feet with the most visceral disgust. I'm just saying that you can be cured as well.

>> No.17513237

I am bumping this thread for the following reasons:
>literature related
>has feet
>has Asians
>has feets, Asians and is literature related

>> No.17513307

I'm afraid my sexual perversions will prevent me from ever being a good christian. Every time I masturbate I feel more alienated from God. I cant even sincerely pray because I feel too ashamed.

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>>17513237
Smart man. Fuck the other anon trying to circumvent the rules we all agreed on.

>> No.17513330

Feetfags are subhuman

>> No.17513331

>>17513307
I'm still super depressed from when I fapped earlier this week. It's also February, so it's dark, snowey, and covidey, but add on an overwrought fap session, and I just want out. I'm just glad I have no idea where to buy fentanyl. I hope no libertarian/woke people legalize that shit, ever.

>> No.17513335
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I love women, don't need to be chinks.

>> No.17513339

>>17513139
Here have a French poem.

Ô toi dont l’œil est noir, les tresses noires, les chairs blondes, écoute-moi, ô ma folâtre louve !

J’aime tes yeux fantasques, tes yeux qui se retroussent sur les tempes ; j’aime ta bouche rouge comme une baie de sorbier, tes joues rondes et jaunes ; j’aime tes pieds tors, ta gorge roide, tes grands ongles lancéolés, brillants comme des valves de nacre.

J’aime, ô mignarde louve, ton énervant nonchaloir, ton sourire alangui, ton attitude indolente, tes gestes mièvres.

J’aime, ô louve câline, les miaulements de ta voix, j’aime ses tons ululants et rauques, mais j’aime par-dessus tout, j’aime à en mourir, ton nez, ton petit nez qui s’échappe des vagues de ta chevelure, comme une rose jaune éclose dans un feuillage noir.


With a rough translation

Japanese rococo

O you whose eyes are black, braids black, blond flesh, listen to me, O my crazy wolf!

I like your whimsical eyes, your eyes which roll up on the temples; I love your mouth as red as a rowan berry, your round yellow cheeks; I like your twisted feet, your stiff throat, yourlarge lanceolate nails, shining like mother-of-pearl valves.

I love, oh cute wolf, your annoying nonchalance, your languid smile, your indolent attitude, your sly gestures.

I love, oh cuddly wolf, the meows of your voice, I love its hoarse and hoarse tones, but I love above all, I love to death, your nose, your little nose that escapes from waves of your hair, like a yellow rose blooming in black foliage.

>> No.17513344

>>17513331
I have masturbated about 3 times a day for years now. I got five days into no fap at one point, but the coom felt so good afterwards that I must have jackes off at least 5 times a day for the next few days

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Beautiful poem, frater. Post another one.

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>>17513330
Make your case. Methinks you're just a sensitive little bitch.

>> No.17513359

>>17513331
have you tried not fapping to porn
its 100% better especially if your like me and cant stop fixating on poorly drawn line quality
plus my imagination seems to combine everything pre-consciously in a mirage of desire

>> No.17513365

>>17513359
I think that's worse because then I start thinking about real people which makes me feel more guilty than if I'm just looking at some professionals.

>> No.17513379

>>17513365
eh I guess i don't have that problem because I have moderate control of which images collage into my generative eye
plus i never look at peoples faces

>> No.17513380

>>17513359
My imagination sucks, if I'm thinking of a girl my mind starts fixating on details like "are her arms the length a real person's would be?" And then I'm just trying to adjust everything in my head and I lose sight of the big picture.

>> No.17513394

>>17513359
I've had a masturbation addiction for years without ever needing porn. It still sucks

>> No.17513403

>>17513346
Here have a poem which deserves much more attention. This was a very famous ballad but has gone quite out of style. In short it is about how a man has fallen in love with a prostitute, legend has it that it was written by king Henry VIII for the consort who at first rejected him.(note green here implies that her dress has become sullen green from rolling around on the grassy fields while having intercourse)

Green sleeves

Alas, my love, you do me wrong,
To cast me off discourteously.
For I have loved you well and long,
Delighting in your company.
Chorus:
Greensleeves was all my joy
Greensleeves was my delight,
Greensleeves was my heart of gold,
And who but my lady greensleeves.


Alas, my love, that you should own
A heart of wanton vanity,
So I must meditate alone
Upon your insincerity.
(Chorus)
Your vows you've broken, like my heart,
Oh, why did you so enrapture me?
Now I remain in a world apart
But my heart remains in captivity.
(Chorus)
I have been ready at your hand,
To grant whatever you would crave,
I have both wagered life and land,
Your love and good-will for to have.
(Chorus)
If you intend thus to disdain,
It does the more enrapture me,
And even so, I still remain
A lover in captivity.
(Chorus)
My men were clothed all in green,
And they did ever wait on thee;
All this was gallant to be seen,
And yet thou wouldst not love me.
(Chorus)
Thou couldst desire no earthly thing,
but still thou hadst it readily.
Thy music still to play and sing;
And yet thou wouldst not love me.
(Chorus)
Well, I will pray to God on high,
that thou my constancy mayst see,
And that yet once before I die,
Thou wilt vouchsafe to love me.
(Chorus)
Ah, Greensleeves, now farewell, adieu,
To God I pray to prosper thee,
For I am still thy lover true,
Come once again and love me.
(Chorus)

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>>17513115
Footfags, explain your fetish to me, I can't seem to make head or tails of it. Did the neighbour girl kick you in the groin when you were little? What makes a foot hot or ugly? Do you have to hide this part of yourself?

>> No.17513406

What's the word for the feeling of having to shit but nothing coming out?

>> No.17513412

>>17513406
Constipation?

>> No.17513414
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>>17513403
Thank you for choosing the foot thread, Frater. I'm going to bed now.

>> No.17513420

>>17513414
I find feet neither attractive nor repulsive personally. I simply don’t get the appeal. Ya know.

>> No.17513422

>>17513412
No, no. Constipation causes this feeling, but it's not the exact word. If it doesn't exist, then we should coin it right here.

>> No.17513441

>>17513380
your're thinking too pictorially
>>17513394
figures
>>17513404
if you aquire it its just the shape as another object of feminine form like the armpit or navel or ankle etc...
though others seem too have deep rooted strange occurrences for the fixation

>> No.17513460

There was an anon talking about suicide on here the night before Sophie died. I would think no way she browses /lit/, but she was in Athens.

>> No.17513491

>>17513420
I had a lover —a fancy word for a four-month gf— whom I tried to give foot massages. I thought it would improve our intimacy, and I wanted to please her. They're a nice little luxury you that costs nothing but time. Instead she got terribly paranoid that I had a foot fetish and didn't want anything to do with me for the rest of the night.

Upshot: internet porn has ruined all the perfectly good nymphomaniacs.

>> No.17513497

>>17513460
>Sophie (male)
>she (he)
Anyways, that sounds interesting. Might check the archive.

>> No.17513505

>tripfag and coomer thread
At least it will hit bump limit within an hour as the footfags jack off while talking to eachother about their /mu/shit chinkfus.

>> No.17513507

I just read through the journal I started 3 years ago but only kept up with for like 2-3 months. What a surreal snapshot into who I was at that time, what my obsessions were. So much changes, but so much stays the same. I'm so jealous of that version of me, with goals and things to do and try, but he's just so stupid. It was before everything came tumblin' tumblin' tumblin' doooooooown.

Neat to see how I accomplished some of those goals and others went to the wayside. Interesting to see how I continued to write things along the lines of motivation and love for my future self if I ever were to read it again, but also reminders to burn it when it's full (and at this rate I'll be dead before then)

>> No.17513513

I'm trying to not make a spreadsheet and start counting down the days until I can retire like some prisoner scratching off days on a calendar next to their bunk. I just want to buy a cheap trailer in a retirement community in a really hot desert state and then just lounge around living the boomer lifestyle until I expire.

>> No.17513521

>>17513505
Thanks for bumping the thread.

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I just noticed the English translation of Monsieur Lecoq only goes up to about half the story, despite the french version being very much available in entirety.

>> No.17513536

>>17513521
>doesn't know what sage is
Newfag too, what a surprise. Thanks for moving it closer to bump limit. Keep spamming porn too.

>> No.17513547

>>17513505
Ah sorry I’ll not post so much in this one.

>>17513491
I mean it’s a fine line of reasoning Kek. Odd to think how much internet fetishism will influence normal folks in the long run.

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>>17513505
It's not about base coomerism, this is part of my therapy. You'll read about it in my autobiography soon enough.

>> No.17513550

I hate feet so fucking much and wish I had an option to censor them, I hate you all so much

>> No.17513553

>>17513548
get this shit out of here

>> No.17513558

>>17513536
sage is deprecated, dumbfuck. Give me those (you)'s, nigger

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>>17513550
Just for that I dedicate my last footpost to you.

>> No.17513564

>>17513460
I'm from Athens and I never knew Sophie. But I don't get out much. Who was she?

>> No.17513569
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I really want this frog to catch on. I was cackling to myself for about an hour as I made about a dozen of these stupid memes. Its such a trivial thing but it was born from joy and maybe it can spread a little joy. God knows most of us on 4chan could use a laugh. Hope everybody had a good day, im gonna read until I fall asleep

>> No.17513588

I had a dream within a dream and i wrote about it on my notebook.

>> No.17513590

>>17513560
Shoes make it less bad

>> No.17513598

>>17513588
wake up anon
wake up

>> No.17513599

>>17513588
False awakenings? Post em

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/False_awakening

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>>17513115
.gg/G9tDBzsxby

>> No.17513629

>>17513330
Pushkin, Tanizaki, Hugo, and Goethe had foot fetishes. You have no soul.

>> No.17513634

>>17513441
How do I not think too pictorially then?

>> No.17513652

>>17513634
first reflect on the development of drawing methods in shifting European minds towards space centric expansion vs pre-projection orthagonalism

>> No.17513675

How the fuck am I so horny? I'm in my 30s, I shouldn't still be this horny.

>> No.17513688

>>17513675
Brother you don’t get less horny, you get bored and tired. My grandfather was getting dates and going out (horny as ever ) until his late 70s.

>> No.17513698

>>17513675
well if you really want to replace one hunger with another just don't eat
though don't cave in because one seems to lead to the other

>> No.17513699

>>17513115
Is film the new lit?
Some people today can barely sit through a full movie. I think reading will probably survive, but only as a niche with barely any cultural relevance- I just can't see how it can compete with the power of screens.

>> No.17513740

>>17513699
Reading will be the hobby for writers of visual media.

>> No.17513803

>>17513740
Reasonable. Visual media speaks in a more ancient language, anyways.

>> No.17513824
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>>17513699
See I wonder if, frankly, there just aren't enough good contemporary books. How many books released today are actually genuinely works of art? Sure, they win awards and get praise from the popular press, but how many of them are actually really good?

When I read a great work of art, like Moby-Dick or like the Iliad, the experience is like nothing else. No movie, no film, no television show, can compare to the sensation of reading something amazing. I just wonder how much contemporary literature is truly "amazing." It feels like a lot of pop lit doesn't hold your attention, and a lot of modern "serious" literature is actually not good at all.

Maybe I'm wildly optimistic, but I think that a genuinely great piece of literature would still have the power to reach people and move them, even in the modern world. It's just that most popularly promoted books are not great, and if there IS great contemporary literature out there, it's not reaching the masses.

>> No.17513895

>>17513599
I wrote about it in a notebook in a dream, like i had a dream about being in a concert where people were going in circles on a stage and i wanted to sit next to my brother but some little girl took the seat so i had to take the one like 3-4 seats to his left but it was so small that upon sitting a had to put my hands around people sitting next to me. Then i woke up and wrote about it in a notebook and went to sleep again then woke up, checked the notebook and it had some words and scribbles which i dont remember now. Then i woke up for real.

>> No.17513917

>>17513115
I want big mommy with big milkies and to cum in her ass, really i just want that, i dont really know why the fuck the universe denies the pleasures of the flesh to me, i dont really know while J meeks is fucking 1 different milkie mommy every weekend i will never know

>> No.17513918

>>17513652
fuck your mom, got it

>> No.17513931

>>17513115
I think I prefer listening to snippets of music rather than the songs themselves. Cause of the way the studio speakers flesh out the bass

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I7qHPmXLln4

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ip4G5DsjbTQ

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MTG-_dPlG9s

>> No.17513943

Are women really that bad or different?

>> No.17513955

>>17513943
They're a little different, but they're not bad. Women really aren't as scary or as inscrutable as 4chan sometimes makes them out to be.

I say this as someone who grew up with three sisters. Women really aren't a huge problem. Not unless they've been raised to be.

>> No.17513963

>>17513943
They have slightly different approach to life, since they face different challenges, but much like with men it's individuals that are bad, not gender as a whole.

>> No.17513971

>>17513943
Read Sexual Personae.

>> No.17513978

Went on a date last night with a girl I really like. She told me she doesn’t have sex with strangers. It was the third date: I didn’t know what to say. I think she was offended. My ex still doesn’t want to get back together. Even if she did I would regret the decision within a few months. Bitcoin at 45. Still rich. Still didn’t retire. It’s freezing out but I won’t fly anywhere: need to meet a girl first or I’ll be lonely.

Health is better today and I am actually very happy about that. Besides this I feel almost nothing about anything. Still some residue of shame for having let the ex down but I have turned the corner on that one.

>> No.17514015

>>17513943
Depends. Some women are great people. Some ain't.

>> No.17514041

Got into a fight with a bunch of security guards and now I might get expelled. This is over them telling me to leave a classroom despite there being no rule against it.

>> No.17514042
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Praise for PEOPLE MOVER is on my Mind.
I will support John David Card's effort to bring a good book to /lit/
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08TGBGGF8

>> No.17514047

>>17513943
Issues arise when you're not sensitive to the fact that women are often different and need to be treated as such. Issues also arise when they're mythologized as something essentially alien. idk don't listen to extremely online virgins I guess

>> No.17514052

>>17513971
by Camille Paglia?

>> No.17514074

>>17514041
Good for you for standing your ground, Anon. No matter what winds up happening to you, you behaved like a man, and that's not nothing.

>> No.17514077

>>17514047
>women are often different and need to be treated as such
Why would you treat them any different?

>> No.17514087

>>17514041
Was it over covid rules? You're going to look like a real nut. Probably won't end well, but you might just get suspended for a semester or something.

>> No.17514101

>>17514077
I'm saying they have their own little irrationalities that most men are conscious of. Don't expect them to function like men do in every situation.

>> No.17514110 [DELETED] 

>>17514101
Are men more rational than women, or do they just have a different set of irrationalities?

>> No.17514121

>>17514110
The latter probably. Also you need to go wash your vagina, I can smell it through the screen,

>> No.17514127

>>17513139
The major difference is one is filled with R*manians and the other isn't.

>> No.17514161

>>17514052
Yes

>> No.17514167

I wish I could sleep but I foolishly chugged some cold coffee that was left in the cup on my desk.

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>>17513115
>>17513177
>>17513211
>>17513315
>>17513346
>>17513358
>>17513414
>>17513548
>>17513560
more pls

>> No.17514182

>>17514177
No, this was enough.

>> No.17514190

>>17514182
next thread then

>> No.17514201

>>17514087
Yup, I'll try to apologise just enough that I don't get expelled, I'm clearly the victim here but I would rather end this quickly without making any noise.

>> No.17514220

>>17513339
shut up pseud

>> No.17514229

>>17513441
yes but why feet of all things

>> No.17514232

>>17514101
>Don't expect them to function like men do in every situation.
Its sad that a lot of men expect women to act like men.

>> No.17514236

>>17514220
ta gueule pédé

>> No.17514237

>>17514229
it's a survival mechanism,foot fetish flourishes when people are afraid of venereal diseases.

>> No.17514239

>>17514127
I read this as a response to >>17514110

>> No.17514241

>>17514201
One time I was studying with this cute Chinese chick in the uni library, and somebody called security on us and said we were talking in the quiet area, but the quiet area was across on the other side of the building. Made me seethe so much, but the security was just some dumbass dude, the real asshole was whatever hater falsely called them on us. That area actually had desks with librarians that you could walk up to and ask research questions. It was in no way a quiet area. Still makes me seethe, but it's not worth making a scene.

>> No.17514244

>>17514232
Considering how many modern men act like women it's not that unreasonable

>> No.17514253

>>17514241
two likely culprits
>mad white woman
>mad asian boy

hope this helps

>> No.17514262

>>17514253
im neither of the two and would have done it for laughs

>> No.17514286

>>17514244
>men act like women
in what ways?

>> No.17514310

>>17514286
Limp-wristed effeminate soiboys

>> No.17514330

>>17514241
I wish my uni library allowed group studies.

Honestly I'll admit I'm proud of how calm I was during the whole thing, I don't know anyone that would've reacted this smoothly. Felt more like a dream than reality.

>> No.17514349

>>17514310
Is there a way to make them more masculine or just this whole neo-masculinity thing is a scam?

>> No.17514423

>>17514349
Have a thing for which you will die.

It can be God, it can be your wife, it can be your country, it can be liberty, it can be beauty. But it has to be something. Something you believe in enough that you'll die for it.

A belief in something even at the cost of one's own life is a core feature of classic masculinity. The reason so many men are "lesser" in this day and age is that they have nothing for which they would die. They prize the life of the moment, and material comforts, over a thing outside themselves. What makes a man a man is that he realizes there are things worth dying for.

>> No.17514430

The loneliest feeling in all of conciousness is believing one's own suffering to be unique.

>> No.17514433

>>17514423
I'd die if I could take you with me.

>> No.17514449

>>17514430
Sadly, we're not that unique in the end.

>> No.17514475

I'm *this* close to just straight up watching porn on the train

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>>17514449
>t.

>> No.17514510

I FUCKING MISPELLED A WORD IN ZOOM CHAT AND NOW EVERYONE THINKS IM RETARDED AGHHGHGGHGHGHHGHG

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>>17514042
>Implying that there aren't any good books on /lit/ like pic related.

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>>17514528

>> No.17514557

My lack of friends is finally starting to get to me.

>> No.17514560

>>17514557
What would you do with friends?

>> No.17514572

>>17514560
Play chess, spar (if they're into fighting), go drinking, swap opinions on literature, movies, popular culture, etc.; in an ideal world, we'd work toward common goals and better each other.

>> No.17514591

The /lit/ canon needs more diversity, when will butterfly write a book?

>> No.17514608

She has long since fallen asleep. Her leg resting across my waist, and her head on my chest. I'm tired too, but I want to stay up just a little longer to savor this moment for they have been too few and far between as of late. As the headlights of passing cars spill through the blinds, I am able to see the cute trail of freckles spanning her cheekbones. Her short cut hair has been overdue for a trim by a week or two, but still smells of her strawberry shampoo. I try to contrast our breathing so she doesn't move too much as she lies there. Gently leaning my head against hers, I close my eyes and focus on the feeling of her flesh against mine. Her soft, warm skin makes me feel as though tomorrow might not matter.
Nevertheless, it would come, our parents would return, and we would once more become brother and sister.

>> No.17514613

When I was very young, but still in elementary school, I had a very vivid experience. What's funny is that I don't remember its exact details. I think I must have been in either 2nd or 3rd grade.

But I remember that I had done something that was deliberately an affectation. I had done something that I did not believe in, that was not true to how I really felt, but that I merely did because I felt I could put on a front behaving in that way, and that it would garner me more attention.

And I felt a very powerful negative reaction to this which has stuck with me ever since. And I made a very solemn determination, back then, that I would never again act in any way contrary to how I really felt. That if I ever acted in any way, one way or the other, it would be because I legitimately wished to do it, as opposed to simply acting purely to put on a front for others, and saying and doing things simply to give an impression for other people.

All these years later that moment, which I barely remember, seems very pivotal to me. I feel as though it's the reason I can examine myself very honestly, and do not deceive myself. I feel as though I have never put on a front for the sake of other people, so it's very easy to examine anything I say or do. That I swore all those years ago never to lie for the sake of appearances, and never to put on a display that was contrary to how I really felt. I think that moment was very important and may have saved me from a lot of trouble later. Because I think as a result of it I have no hidden aspects to my self. I know that I have some revolting and unsavory and disgusting and perverted and wicked elements of my personality. But I don't think any of these things are lurking below the surface. I think I know them, and I think I know that they are there. I do not think there is any element of my own self that is hidden or subconscious. I think that, as a result of my determination to be honest, I don't hide things from anyone, including myself, so I have a fairly easy time peering into the depths of my own soul. I almost feel like my soul, my heart, is very clear water, and I can peer down and see to the very bottom. I take some comfort in this. Though I allow that I may be wrong.

>> No.17514694

>>17514572
that is it
it's what I do with frens too
the one divergence is that we are still all autists and while we do meet outside we also browse piece of shit places like this one

>> No.17514710

>>17513115
I feel so sick in the way my life is right now. I have no leadership, no direction, no force of will to go in the paths I want. I'm a coward. I want to become a man.

>> No.17514727

>>17514557
I know that feel. It's especially notable during the more unpleasant moments in life.

>> No.17514766

>>17513675
The amount of authors who continue to write thinly veiled coomer fantasies and publish them as novels well into their 70s and 80s should tell you that the ride never ends.

>> No.17514772

All that matters is virtue. A society that is virtuous will produce a leader who is virtuous. A morally depraved society will produce corrupt government no matter how perfect their theory of government is. The production of virtue is what redeems the world.
This is what Jesus did. He said, “ render under Caesar.” He could’ve been another failed revolutionary by addressing with violence his warranted problems with the empire. But by ignoring that and focusing on changing consciousness and promoting virtue he eventually won.

Never let a woman win an argument. Even when you realize she is correct halfway through the conversation use language to reveal to her the point she is arguing for was your position all along. Then use rhetoric to double down on that position to demonstrate to her she didn’t know what she was talking about. Keep the domain of logic a strict brotherhood and the world will function in harmony.

When there is some release of pressure on lockdowns people will have ecstatic joy for the state. Even though things are way more restricted than before. This is how restriction is phased into society: An opportunity appears for harsh restriction and that opportunity is used. It establishes a new normal. Then the ratio between restriction and a sense of freedom is min-maxed. This ratio is used to determine the amount of freedom granted in the restriction rollback. The citizens feel as though they are free again when the net result is they have been conditioned into accepting a smaller cage. We cannot change this because we are not the ones in power. Most believe in the mystification that our leadership reflects the ‘will of the people’. As long as the belief is upheld that we are responsible for politics nothing will change.

>> No.17514778

I'm going to leave now. Thanks for everything

>> No.17514796

>>17514778
You'd better not be hurting yourself bitch, every soul is beautiful yours included get back here

>> No.17514916

It's not that I'm no longer capable of optimism. It's just that I won't allow myself to think that things could ever get better. I consider that a betrayal of the truth, a delusion.
Mankind will be eaten alive by the terrifying byproducts of his own hubris, and we will all be there to witness it. That is our fate. It would be naive to think it might end any other way.

>> No.17514931

>>17514710
Why are you female? Besides you have it easier.

>> No.17515077
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17515077

I'm impressed by all of you who continue to stick with it even when the odds are stacked against you. The temptation to completely drop out of society right now is overwhelming. It's all a great struggle, it hardly ever seems worth it.

>> No.17515084

>>17514694
Nothing wrong with being a bit autistic. A lot of the guys I used to hang out with were normal on the surface (regular jobs, girlfriends, etc.) but sufficiently autistic on the inside. I miss those guys.

>> No.17515110

>>17515077
Likewise fren

>> No.17515114

Well that was a disappointing read, thankfully a short one. Yeah, sure the setting and the message is cool, but characters are bunch of annoying morons, best girl dies and while the hero got a noble title he deserved, he is forever plagued by sorrow over the lost love, not even able to connect with the one he had to marry except in mutual grief over said girl.
Literally no one won.

>> No.17515155

Reading really invigorates me. I really just love the beauty of words. Sentences are like little puzzles which when solved reveal a deep and lasting beauty.

>> No.17515171

>>17514916
thats just pessimism talk

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There is no such thing as the natural lottery, you are your father's son and in a sense an extension of him. If he provides for you as he should and looks out for your future it is not simply unearned, a privilege. Rawls and his Veil of Ignorance can get fucked.

Anyway, I'm fine with feet if it's with legs and ass but just feet? Check yourself.

>> No.17515190

>>17513115
I genuinely wish I could strangle these women to death.

>> No.17515301

Does anyone else get physically exhausted while speaking? I can't speak for more than half a minute before my voice flickers and dies. It feels like crawling through mud, to make an analogy.

>> No.17515320

>>17515301
That sometimes happens to me, though more commonly I stutter.
Do you speak often or rarely? I suspect my problem may lie in the fact my throat and voice chords are not used to making more than just short sentences to acknowledge that I'm still listening.

>> No.17515343

>>17515320
>I suspect my problem may lie in the fact my throat and voice chords are not used to making more than just short sentences to acknowledge that I'm still listening.
This is probably it. I sometimes go months without talking to anyone or uttering more than a few words.
It's a pain right now because I have to do a speech and I physically can't do it even with a script in front of me.

>> No.17515352

>>17515343
Try googling for advice on relaxing vocal chords, there's bound to be some singer that happily shared his or her methods.

>> No.17515368

>>17515352
Thanks, this is genuinely good advice. I'm glad I asked.

>> No.17515370

I feel so tired.

This year I will turn 26. It's all downhill from now on, isn't it?

>> No.17515444

>>17515370
Nah, it's the best years ahead.

>> No.17515550

Superhero stories can have substantive qualities in it; and, men in spandex punching each other....

>> No.17515554

>>17515370

26-35 are the best years, don't bitch mate.

>> No.17515642

>boil whole grain macaroni
>add a fair amount of salt, olive oil and some pepper
>don't rinse of the water but rather eat it as macaroni soup
this is really surprisingly good

>> No.17515655

>one side has one leader, one vision for decades
>other side switches leader once or twice per decade, changing vision
>new leader, supposedly, has to learn the situation every time
who do you think is at an advantage here?

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17515874

>yet is not "finality" by nature crepuscular?
maturity signals a time to die
The twilight of finality is one of conjoined & synthesized auroral & vesperal light; it signals transition —revolutional transcendence unto immortality for some, recyclical termination unto death for others.

>> No.17515884

>>17515642
you could try milk macaroni soup

>> No.17515902

>>17515884
checked the recipe, sounds delicious to be honest

>> No.17515908

>>17515902
enjoy!

>> No.17515920

>>17515655
the side that switches leaders regularly is going to be more stable. if having leaders for life was good in the long run then france would still be a monarchy.

>> No.17516024

>>17515190
why lol

>> No.17516054

What is Art is the only good book that Tolstoy ever wrote.

>> No.17516067

I planted my first seeds. I hope it will grow up.

>> No.17516105

I think I might be racist against spanish people. I just always found them and their country underwhelming. my expectations are lowered if I find out that a person is spanish. this is ok though, I am european, this is my right.

>> No.17516124

>>17516105
actually now that I think about it this is how I feel about most european nationalities.

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17516133

thanks to photoshop, i just realized my white gf has a perfect round ass

>> No.17516183

thoughts from this morning
>>17516013

>> No.17516296

>>17513560
Post MOAR

>> No.17516306

dahyun è mia moglie, penso sempre a lei

>> No.17516340

>>17516133
Not really, she's bending her leg which will create that roundness for anyone.

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>>17515077
>The temptation to completely drop out of society right now is overwhelming
how would you even start desu

>> No.17516535

I really want to quit my job but I just can’t seem to bring myself to do it. I have a family which I could fall back in but I have an apartment in on the hook for through August and I have student loans to pay.

>> No.17516553

8am after accidental all-nighter... can't decide between sleeping now and waking up really late or doing some acid to stay up but risk just feeling sleep deprived and miserable all day + acid

>> No.17516570

>>17515077
I sincerely find modern life to be a total hell scape and everyday is a struggle over whether or not to end it.

>> No.17516668

>>17516570
i think u r exaggerating

>> No.17516748

I'm hella sleepy. Might be time for a nap.

>> No.17516794

>>17516668
Unfortunately, I am not.

>> No.17517254

>>17513115
I don't know what's wrong with me. For the past two months now my productivity has fallen off a cliff. I do the bare necessity at work and school, and I falling behind across the board. I see it happening, but I can't get out of this slump. Anyone have experience getting out of a lul and back into action

>> No.17517256

Is so hard to concentrate on reading

>> No.17517475

Dreams are fucking bizarre. Not even the ones that are surreal and incoherent. The ones that really weird me out are the ones that are too realistic, where it seems like an experience that could happen, and dream-characters are talking to you in intelligible coherent ways that mimic real life. If the brain is capable of constructing such realistic dreams, in the complete absence of sensory input, what can't it do? How much does waking life differ except that consciousness is anchored to a constant sensory input feed?

>> No.17517504

trying to learn to sleep less. not little, I've just been used to sleeping a lot. one side-effect that came pretty fast is tiredness. so many waking hours are just gonna be wasted being tired before this thing comes to fruition, if it does. what am I doing you guys

>> No.17517632

>>17513115
An excerpt from my journal, from 3 days ago:

>I fucking despise niggers with a burning passion. They should all be hanged by the neck until dead.

>Everytime I see a nigger on the streets, I want to blow their retarded ape brains across the sidewalk, then play with it. They are sub-human filth.

>They are an absolute waste of space and resources, and only serve to steal from others.

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>>17516296
Of course, foot bro.

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>Untie me, you fools...

>> No.17517701

>>17517661
Truly, we have the greatest fetish

>> No.17517707

Help me muster the courage to quit my job.

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17517721

Crypto is rallying and I can't fucking buy any of it because I haven't received my student loan refunds yet. Fuck me.

>> No.17517751

Hey there’s no crit thread. Any bored anons want to rip apart my writing and give me feedback?

https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/36209/burgerpunk-pizza-time

>> No.17517781

>>17517632
do you have black friends?

>> No.17517819

>>17517781
nope.

that little excerpt came into existence after some nigger took my clothes out of the washer, costing me another hour in the laundry mat.

>> No.17517828

>>17517819
did you confront him?

>> No.17517853

>>17517828
didn't get the chance. i was gone for about 15 minutes, and when i came back my fucking clothes were on the floor.

>> No.17517869

>>17517853
wait, if you were gone, how did you know it was a nigger?

>> No.17517905

>>17517781
Not him but I have 2 close back friends and I still hate niggers and see them more as rodents than as humans. Lately I've been wondering if its just African-American niggers I hate rather than all Africans. Then I realize that the reason I don't viscerally hate non-American Africans is because they're harmless, even though they're just as ugly and dumb. Therefore I don't like niggers and don't want to live close to them because they're all ugly and dumb, but there are a few of them where at least you don't have to worry about them mugging and shooting you.

>> No.17517938

>>17513558
really, sage is deprecated? it worked last time i used it

>> No.17517945

>>17517905
>I have 2 close back friends
How do you feel about them specifically? Do they know about views?

>> No.17517949

Chapter 17 : Normalcy, a map of.

To be normal is to meet the standard of intelligence and morality than most people usually possess. It is most clearly evident in one's style. One should be Articulate and Amicable.

To be articulate one must clearly express their ideas and emotions. This means your inflection is apt while your thought processes are coherent and develop smoothly.

To be amicable one must exhibit good behavior. Basically, one must act nice and have a good temperament. Niceness is a degree of kindness, and manifests in giving only positive attention to others. However, it is not necessary that one must be absolutely kind to be able to get along well with others.
As far as temperament goes, one should try to remain level headed and not get angry with someone without a good cause for it.

That is the good, but there is also the bad and ugly. People can be flawed and act inappropriately. They can be stupid and mistreat others. Barring serious crimes, the typical offenses are unwanted attention and harassment : the stereotypical rude or mean person. There are also examples of sheer stupidity, acting stubborn or obstinate.

There is such a thing as hatred, but it should be reserved for people who act abnormally. To nitpick someone is hyper-critical and actually despicable in and of itself.

It should not be difficult at all for two bright individuals to have a good time together. Rather, it should be easy and effortless. Ideally, everyone should be able to fit in with anyone, anywhere.

>> No.17517956

>>17517945
your views*

>> No.17517957

>>17517949
anon, are you on the spectrum?

>> No.17517958

>>17517869
i saw one on my way out, so i assume it was her. it couldn't have been anyone else because there wasn't anyone else besides her near the laundrymat.

>> No.17517972

Sometimes I look into my past and wonder how I managed to be so dumb and fuck it up so much. God, why was I even born? What is the purpose in this senseless existence? Is there any solution to me but suicide?

>> No.17517973

>>17517958
why didnt you dump her stuff back out?

>> No.17517985

>>17517958
If you were gone for 15 minutes, there's time for the culprit to do the deed and walk away before you could get to the scene.

>> No.17518044

>>17517973
i did, although i didn't get the chance to confront them because they were already gone when i got back

>>17517985
are you saying that it would be impossible for me to know who it was if i was gone for 15 minutes?

i know who it was because i saw her as i was exiting the laundrymat, and as i explained above, she was gone when i came back

sorry for the confusion lol

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>chronology of a certain series included in a printed edition of a play
>includes wild speculation on level of fanfiction
>treats non-canonical fanfiction crossovers as part of canon
>gets certain facts wrong
I foolishly expected a more professional presentation and not something on level of a mediocre school homework.

>> No.17518070

>>17518044
oh ok. Bad luck anon :/

>> No.17518103

>>17513978
>so ... are we still strangers uwu
Preferably delivered post coitally

>> No.17518137

Vienna, 1907. A serial killer is murdering horses. The detective is Little Hans, of Freudian fame. Each detective has an angle, a peculiar method of deduction; Little Hans' is to ask the suspect: “Do you also touch your willy a lot? I play a lot with my willy". The case is resolved when Little Hans enters the bedroom of one of the suspects and sees that he has a tight sleeping bag. “He sleeps like that in order not to be able to touch his willy while asleep”, deduces Little Hans, "I do that too". When the judge asks for evidence, Little Hans brilliantly uses a slate and compares the size of the suspect's willy with the size of a giraffe's heebie-jeebies. Or at least what he imagines being the size of a giraffe's heebie-jeebies. “It's this long,” says Little Hans, making a line that runs from the giraffe's tummy almost to the floor. The judge is confused and gives Little Hans a win. The man swears innocence, but is arrested. Horses do indeed stop being killed...

>> No.17518192

>>17515077
I'm starting to understand more how humans can live on hope alone, that if there's a dim glimmer of optimism somewhere you can fight for years against the current. It's not running from the fact your life is mediocre, nor wallowing in it, but silently accepting it and moving on anyway.

>> No.17518222

>>17517945
Yeah they know all about my views and sympathize with them. I've known them since childhood before I started hating niggers. We all went to a private school together so they're not your ordinary niggers. Ironically it was one of them who introduced me to 4chan. I sort of disassociate my perception of them from my perception of their group since I've been familiar with them for so long. Having said that, I don't think I could befriend anyone black today and don't trust anyone who's skin is black.

>> No.17518248

>>17515077
I've been unironically fantasizing of joining an old-order Anabaptist group for several years now. Sometimes knowing I have that door open for me no matter what happens in my life gives me the solace that an heroing isn't my only option.

>> No.17518251

>>17514772
“We get the government we deserve”

>> No.17518256

>>17513115
AFRICAN AMERICAN MICROPENIS

>> No.17518261

>>17514916
Optimistic pessimism

>> No.17518282

>>17517256

>> No.17518290

>>17517707
I believe in you king

>> No.17518296

>>17514772
You are going to make it.

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I need words that contrast "dark", preferably with c.
Thinking of "sunlight" or stuff like that.

>> No.17518366

>>17517972
Don't worry, you'll have that feeling again.

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>>17517701
atm it's on par with armpits for me actually

>> No.17518441

Today I passed the main part of a really hard exam, but I got the minimum. I don't know if I should satisfied or not


>>17516306
Simp

>> No.17518460

So it turns out if you take productive actions your situation can improve. It took me 25 years of life to learn this.

>> No.17518515

>>17518460
How did you realize it?

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Do you think a plastic surgeon feels guilty when he has to do a breast reduction? It's like being an archaeologist and getting paid to just fucking destroy priceless artefacts or fossils. Do you think it gets to them?
Pic related, recent victim.

>> No.17518800

Does a writer have a responsibility?

>> No.17518841

We are the generation that has endured war and a financial crisis. Our future is uncertain, money is tight, jobs aren’t coming back. Nothing really matters anymore. Just do what you can to make it in the hellworld. We've become a nation defined by this dialectic: its pop culture consumerism on the one hand, and fascist apocalyptic bleakness on the other. But this is the natural course for bourgeiose society to evolve into such a dichotomy. This is a generation that has rightly stopped believing in the utopian future, because the realistic future is the neoliberal vision of hell.

Things are falling apart. It's an interesting time to be alive and a very scary time. But it's an amazing time for artist, poets, writers, filmmakers and musicians. We need you now more than ever.

>> No.17518847

I think hanging out here is counterproductive to writing good fiction.

>> No.17518860

I think I need new glasses. It makes sense if I'm feeling better using two, right?

>> No.17518887

I'd love to see an Instagram post that shows a bunch of these frat bros, who've been out at a party all night, looking hungover, shattered. Maybe they're taking pictures of themselves in the bathroom mirror. They've got flat-brimmed hats on, they look utterly fucked, and they're crying subtextually: "Where did I go wrong? How did I get here? My life is meaningless," things like that. I want to see the afterparty, the raw existential despair that sets in, a glimpse into underlying drivers that guide them to destruction, not the glamour shots.

>> No.17518942

>>17518515
By acting productively, duh.

Specifically on things I was procrastinating on. The more you procrastinate the more your life gets "blocked off" little stupid things and you let yourself be defeated by your own inaction and all the little problems that add up.

>> No.17518955

>>17518887
You'll never see that on instagram. It's an anti-epistemic reality distortion fun house mirror of curated images.

>> No.17518967

I'am still amazed that someone thought giving women rights was a good idea.

>> No.17518980

>>17515077
I have given up in a way of some sorts, but I am still barely 20, no money no anything, so I want to develop some skills first, become self-sufficient, get money so I can afford that escape and then do it. As of now I can't even afford to move out, let alone find and move to a remove village somewhere far away

>> No.17518984

>>17513422
tenesmus

>> No.17519027

>>17513115
I'm with a girl but I want to fuck other girls

>> No.17519049

>>17518942
I know. Im a neet for a 5 years and i know that im fucking up my life by doing nothing but i just can do anything because doing something will remind that i've wasted so much time.

>> No.17519070

>>17518887
Is that really how it is though? A lot of those guys seem to have fun

>> No.17519107 [DELETED] 

>tfw my mom watched a documentary about only fans
im going to vomit

>> No.17519117

>>17518887
>>17519070
Yes, kinda depends. It can be cope for things going to shit or just a way to vent out the shit.

>> No.17519285

hope i die soon

>> No.17519295

>>17519027
It’s never worth the guilt afterwards, friend

>> No.17519325

>>17519049
That formula isn't going to work out.

I've done some time as a NEET so I'm qualified (for once!) to discuss it. I at least did some things I found productive as a neet like read and write extensively but much of it was dead time wasted drooling staring at the internet.

You gotta start somewhere. Some people go from being 350 pound fatasses to in shape. It starts with a refusal to continue down the path of degradation and an awakening of self-respect. Don't let the little self-critical voice in your head stop you You have a 350 pound life, and if you don't do anything, it will only get fatter. The hole will grow deeper. it won't change over night. You gotta break the pattern and then be consistent. I find it helps to set quotas that you can keep yourself to.

>> No.17519357

>>17519070
Yeah, actually. I wasn’t a frat bro but my friends were. I spent a lot of time in frats, just kind of hanging out, doing drugs. A lot of people were just trying to get laid honestly but there was another aspect where most of not all of us were kind of coping. We hated school. We hated life. We felt like everything was pointless basically and that’s where the drugs and alcohol came in.

>> No.17519395

>>17519049

To build off what >>17519325 said you've got to start thinking in long term time spans. The reason to change your life isn't so that you're happy in 5 months, but happy in 5 years. Picture yourself at 30 and consider how miserable you'll be if you're still at the same stage or worse. Think long term, but set achievable short term goals. But you always need to be thinking long term - this is what helped me turn my life around.

>> No.17519413

>>17519395
I think this is such awful advice personally. The pressure of feeling like they have to tactfully plan out and navigate life complexity over long time horizons is exactly the kind of thing that leads people to become hikki NEETs.

>> No.17519456

>>17519395
>>17519413
Sorry. I don’t mean to attack you over it or anything. I just mean I think it’s not the best to help people personally.

>> No.17519477

today was surprisingly productive, and I feel good about that. I have what feels like a big task ahead of me, but I actually want what's on the other end, I'm not just doing stuff to move forward for the sake of it. I feel I'm more and more sure of what I want to do with my life, and if that's true that is an enormous blessing. immeasurable. we'll see but I feel good about it.

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Seeing and hearing guys complaining about their wives putting on weight after marriage drives me insane. I'm a fatfag, I'd KILL to be married to a girl who loves me and who does nothing but get fatter and fatter.

>> No.17519550

>>17519285
hang in there anon

>> No.17519627

Is it worth paying more for bikes? I want something to exercise with and I'm in a small town, so options are limited

>> No.17519715

>>17519627
>Is it worth paying more for bikes?
More than what? If you're only looking to exercise, don't go all in on a fancy racing bike or something like that, just see what's available secondhand in your area. I spent $50 on a pretty nice used bike 10 years ago and I still ride it.

>> No.17519750

>>17518967
it would be interesting to go back and look at how the men argued about it

>> No.17519762

>>17518847
I think you're looking for excuses (and also that you are right, hanging out here is not productive and that's a good thing)

>> No.17519763

I'm thankful to anyone who reads this and possibly replies..
Just realizing I actually am a desperate incel. Went on three dates with this actually hot girl and then she told me she's not interested. Then I learned she's had a one-time-thing threesome with some guy and her (girl)friend... first of, that seems to me like a red flag if one wants to build a relationship; on a second thought, there really isn't that much bad about it and it's, in fact, normal to be tempted by experiences like this. And also, ultimately, it certainly isn't more degenerate, or a bigger relationship red flag, than me fapping to stepfamily porn on my own.
At the end, I'm actually jealous I didn't get the guys opportunity, you know
>hot girl
>I didn't even get to go on a 4th date with her
>fucked a guy along with another (pretty good looking too) girl
Makes me wonder what kind of guy scores that.
So yeah, I'm a jealous incel and that sucks to realize. At 23 years of age, it's not like I'm a virgin, but my experience isn't vast and it makes me insecure.. my tiny shlong doesn't help either. And I'm actually not even sure if I'm 100% straight (can't be sure with this little experience).

Kinda more /r9k/-tier than /lit/-tier, but I don't wanna go to that place. And it's why I write here and don't kill a thread for it.

>> No.17519785

>>17518800
eh, it's situational I think

>> No.17519829

>>17519763
dude you're doing great being this honest with yourself

>> No.17520002

>>17519829
thanks for the positive reply. will see if the honesty takes me some place nice

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how common is it for women to have hairy buttholes? you almost never see it in porn. only serious answers pls

>> No.17520158

>>17520046
Pretty common desu

>> No.17520201

>>17519763
You're still learning man. You sound a little like me a few years ago, insecure about my lack of experience etc. The thing with incels is that due to lack of access they make sex into something unbelievably sacred, so that the thought of say a threesome is almost unimaginable. Once you start having sex you realise how 'casual' and 'easy' it is and really how impulsive the whole act is - in other words, how 'unimportant' it is. But, don't get me wrong, there is a middle ground here. I think that mindless sexual experimentation is corrosive to the soul, but in the same way that drugs are. In fact, the way incels think about sex is similar to the way suburban moms think about drugs. Drugs are this big scary life destroying thing - and yeah, they certainly, certainly can be - but then you do them and you're like, oh that was totally overblown... anyway I'm getting off topic. The point is, it sounds like you're on the right track. If you're able to get dates with a girl then that's a sign to me that you'll keep improving and learning and growing both in knowledge of sex but also self knowledge. It's a sometimes slow process, but you're on your way. I wouldn't worry.

>> No.17520234

>>17519413
>>17519456

Fair enough anon, different strategies for different people - but out of curiosity, what else would you suggest? For me, I realised I was living too short term and that is exactly what was leading to my failures. I.e. I wouldn't see results immediately, or things would be too hard early on and I'd quit, or I'd relapse and give up etc. etc. But switching my mindset from short term thinking towards long term thinking allowed me to remain more focused because I knew that every step I took, no matter how small, was a step in the right direction. That my missteps were OK because I was still overall moving forward toward a bigger goal, even with stepbacks. Maybe I worded my advice poorly, but that's moreso what I had in mind.

>> No.17520250

>>17520046
ignore this I was hornyposting

>> No.17520272

>>17520046
Very common. The first time I saw a hairy butthole I got all gross out, but later I've found it was common and got a kick out of it. My gf now has a hairless buttholen wich is nicer to lick it.

>> No.17520295

>>17520272
I found that I don't mind hair anywhere except the legs, somehow hairy legs turn me off

>> No.17520303

>>17513307
Christianity is so neurotic. Consider this: you burden your self with so much shame, and yet you don't stop seeking pleasure. How many Christians are like this? Clearly a religion built on shame, eternal torture, hatred for humanity and disgust with the world is a religion built to shackle the human spirit. I hope you find some real spiritual joy so that you are shackled by neither shame nor desire. I hope you can love yourself, others, and this world.

>> No.17520310

>>17520295
imo but the reason female leg hair is often so gross is because they are bad at growing it. most feminine leg hair is this weak pubey shit that looks bad not because it's on a woman but just because it looks bad. Like a teenage boy growing a pube stash, just shave it off.

>> No.17520327

>>17520201
>If you're able to get dates with a girl then that's a sign to me that you'll keep improving and learning
I mean, I've had 2 longer-term girlfriends before, it's not that bad, but I have this thing that I'm unable to stop thinking about myself underperforming.. although often the desired 'performance' is not even really something I wish to obtain, but something that's commonly seen as goals.
And thanks for another positive reply

>> No.17520338

>>17520295
Yea, I used to be like that too, but nowadays I just don't care. There's worst things than hairy legs. Have you ever get down on a girl and it smelled terrible?! That's a real problem, pal. If she's hot and has good hygiene and down for it and hairy legs won't kill my boner.

>> No.17520359

>>17520338
This sloot I slept with once had the stankiest puss puss and the reek it left in my room stuck around for days, it was awful

>> No.17520381

>>17520338
>Have you ever get down on a girl and it smelled terrible?!
just made me remember my first time

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>>17514423
>it can be your country

>> No.17520397

>>17520359
That shit sucks. Who knows what that pussy went to get that awful smell. I remember this girl I slept had some massive boobs and was super hot, but godamn she was so dumb I lost my boner, so I decided to get down on her, to gain my boner back and jesus fucking christ I almost puked. I ended up not fucking her, but she gave me a handjob and I cummed on her tits and after that she left and we never spoke again. That was weird date lmao

>> No.17520417

>>17520397
Reminds me of a girl I dated for 5 months or so. Dumb as bricks but enormous tits on a tiny frame. These tits sent me wild man, really juicy mamas. Anyway I ended breaking her heart because she really liked me but I was only in for those delicious honkers.

>> No.17520425

>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XjOYscEN6Qc

RIP in peace to Chick Corea

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>>17513115
Trying not to drink, I'm starting to get body aches, and everything I'm doing is starting to feel like just doing it to avoid driving to the store to buy sugary alcohol. I have many things I need to do and am backed up on but all I want to do is curl up in bed with an iced drink and watch anime.

>> No.17520432

>>17520417

As my mom said "you know, anon, it's ok too if you don't want to marry them all".

>> No.17520439

>>17513115
does anyone else ever get violent thoughts when they see a woman
like whenever i see some fucking thot sticking her ass out wearing almost nothing obviously vying for attention and wanting to be desired, i find it hard to stop myself from daydreaming about bashing her smug fucking whore face in with a fucking golf club, watching her expression go from that fake "trying to be cute" face they all make to fear and then horror as she starts screaming and pleading with me before i hit her again and knock the wind out of her disgusting whore body, her screaming turns to frantic gurgling as i keep bashing her stupid fucking face in over and over until even that subsides, she's unrecognizable her head is a bloody bubbling pulp, all shades of red speckled with bright white and soggy grey littering her crushed cranium alongside tufts of her stupid fucking dyed hair jesus fucking christ i hate these people so god damned much i don't even want pussy from them i don't want their attention i don't want to be liked by these vile people they're disgusting, if one of them touched me i'd cut my fucking hand off i just want them to fucking DIE

>> No.17520453

I have a craving for junk food and the convenience store is only a 5 minute walk away...

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>>17520439

>> No.17520467

>>17520425
ah damn, the only jazz musician I liked

>> No.17520493

>>17520439
You should perhaps take up boxing, that aggressiveness will do wonder if you learn to channel it.

>> No.17520494

Gfto of /lit/, oncels.

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>>17520453
All stores are equidistant from me approximately 20 minute walk away, lucky for me or I'd be an alcoholic beyond measure by now.

>> No.17520519

>>17520493
do you think they'll let me only box against women?

>> No.17520544

>>17520519
Probably not, unless you're ready to do sex change.
Apparently Michael Jordan used to choose a member of the enemy team before every match, and to make up imaginary slights that this member would have committed against him (like insulting his father, etc.). This was to boost his competitiveness and aggressiveness and it worked. You can do them same with your opponent, imagine that he's secretly a woman.

>> No.17520573

>>17520509
The only thing stopping me is having show my face in public and dealing with the unbearable embarrassment that accompanies having another human watch me purchase junk food.

>> No.17520600 [DELETED] 

>>17520573
The saddest thing I see as far as consumption goes is a fat guy heading to Subway. I always try to super calm like I didn't see anything, just look ahead, keep my face completely calm, no grimacing, no unconscious smirk.

>> No.17520873

SO FUCKING TIRED OF THE WORD "GASLIGHTING" IT HAS NO MEANING FUCK YOU.

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What's her endgame?

>> No.17521023

Every day around sunset my mood and energy tanks, and the only way to fix it is through junk food. I really want to be someone who only eats when hungry, but it's like my life force is being sucked out of me until I do it. I'm not fat but I wish I were thinner

>> No.17521048

>>17513115
People who fetisize asians as usually broken people, the best part is that asian women are massive sluts both wont fuck guys with yellow fever.

>> No.17521056

>>17521023
Try eating fruit when you get those urges. It won't be the same of course, but if you keep the habit up enough you'll eventually replace the craving for junk food with a craving for fruit.

>> No.17521093

>>17520984
Little boys?

>> No.17521105

>>17513115
Depression! Finding reasons to live! Looking for ways to self improve! hard to find ways to improve or things to dive into

>> No.17521256

>>17521056
True. I wonder if that's much better. Fruit is healthier of course but is it a solution?

>> No.17521275

>>17521048
Why do you say that?

>> No.17521309

I wonder if someday I'll meet one of those anons who want to murder women in real life and get murdered by them

>> No.17521317

>>17521309
i'm sure you have nothing to worry about

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I'm going to see my mom on the weekend and she's going to ask me why I don't have a girlfriend again and I'm not going to be able to give her an answer that makes sense to her so I will deflect the question and she will look at me with sad eyes again and I will become frustrated because for her it is such a reasonable question because I have hidden my burdens from her so well and she is too old to possibly understand how fucked up I am and how fucked up dating for young people is in general and how fucked up my peers are and how honest to god Ugly I am, she's can't wrap her head around these things so I will probably ask her how her work is going and hope she leaves it well alone or I think of something interesting to talk about

>> No.17521413

>>17513115
at what age do the art hoes start looking for men who have more wealth? i find that at most house shows theres a higher portion of "older" men (23-30) than women in that range. my guess is that they get sick of the lifestyle and look for guys with less shitty jobs and dumb aspirations and thus leave the scene for a new batch of 18 yr art hoes to take their place.

>> No.17521513

>really talented at writing
>really anti-talented at drawing
>???
>keep putting off writing to instead fuck around scribbling shitty anime fanart
>always looks awful and just puts me in a bad mood
why am i like this?

>> No.17521562

I suppose I found a little god today. He was hiding out near the dumpsters behind my work building, walking on a broken glass littered path with crows overhead. He lead me to this door frame that was plastered over with cement blocks, so that the suggestion of a door was still there but with no way in. There, the wind howls differently. And the crows on the power lines look at you with one eye and see the far off lands with the other. Their brains are split, as it were. It is in the schism of crows' minds that one can tread on broken glass and enter doors that are no longer there. I thanked the god and went on about my business.

>> No.17521592

>>17521513
I don't know but I'm the same

>> No.17521696

>>17521592
thank you anon. it's nice knowing i'm not alone.

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this is how i imagine her

>> No.17521737

>>17521562
Here’s a story from Dunsany

It was the custom on Tuesdays in the temple of Chu-bu for the priests to enter at evening and chant, "There is none but Chu-bu."

And all the people rejoiced and cried out, "There is none but Chu-bu." And honey was offered to Chu-bu, and maize and fat. Thus was he magnified.

Chu-bu was an idol of some antiquity, as may be seen from the colour of the wood. He had been carved out of mahogany, and after he was carved he had been polished. Then they had set him up on the diorite pedestal with the brazier in front of it for burning spices and the flat gold plates for fat. Thus they worshipped Chu-bu.

He must have been there for over a hundred years when one day the priests came in with another idol into the temple of Chu-bu and set it up on a pedestal near Chu-bu's and sang, "There is also Sheemish."

And all the people rejoiced and cried out, "There is also Sheemish."

Sheemish was palpably a modern idol, and although the wood was stained with a dark-red dye, you could see that he had only just been carved. And honey was offered to Sheemish as well as Chu-bu, and also maize and fat.

The fury of Chu-bu knew no time-limit: he was furious all that night, and next day he was furious still. The situation called for immediate miracles. To devastate the city with a pestilence and kill all his priests was scarcely within his power, therefore he wisely concentrated such divine powers as he had in commanding a little earthquake. "Thus," thought Chu-bu, "will I reassert myself as the only god, and men shall spit upon Sheemish."

Chu-bu willed it and willed it and still no earthquake came, when suddenly he was aware that the hated Sheemish was daring to attempt a miracle too. He ceased to busy himself about the earthquake and listened, or shall I say felt, for what Sheemish was thinking; for gods are aware of what passes in the mind by a sense that is other than any of our five. Sheemish was trying to make an earthquake too.

The new god's motive was probably to assert himself. I doubt if Chu-bu understood or cared for his motive; it was sufficient for an idol already aflame with jealousy that his detestable rival was on the verge of a miracle. All the power of Chu-bu veered round at once and set dead against an earthquake, even a little one. It was thus in the temple of Chu-bu for some time, and then no earthquake came.

To be a god and to fail to achieve a miracle is a despairing sensation; it is as though among men one should determine upon a hearty sneeze and as though no sneeze should come; it is as though one should try to swim in heavy boots or remember a name that is utterly forgotten: all these pains were Sheemish's.

And upon Tuesday the priests came in, and the people, and they did worship Chu-bu and offered fat to him, saying, "O Chu-bu who made everything," and then the priests sang, "There is also Sheemish"; and Chu-bu was put to shame and spake not for three days.

>> No.17521761

>>17521737


Now there were holy birds in the temple of Chu-bu, and when the third day was come and the night thereof, it was as it were revealed to the mind of Chu-bu, that there was dirt upon the head of Sheemish.

And Chu-bu spake unto Sheemish as speak the gods, moving no lips nor yet disturbing the silence, saying, "There is dirt upon thy head, O Sheemish." All night long he muttered again and again, "there is dirt upon Sheemish's head." And when it was dawn and voices were heard far off, Chu-bu became exultant with Earth's awakening things, and cried out till the sun was high, "Dirt, dirt, dirt, upon the head of Sheemish," and at noon he said, "So Sheemish would be a god." Thus was Sheemish confounded.

And with Tuesday one came and washed his head with rose-water, and he was worshipped again when they sang "There is also Sheemish." And yet was Chu-bu content, for he said, "The head of Sheemish has been defiled," and again, "His head was defiled, it is enough." And one evening lo! there was dirt on the head of Chu-bu also, and the thing was perceived of Sheemish.

It is not with the gods as it is with men. We are angry one with another and turn from our anger again, but the wrath of the gods is enduring. Chu-bu remembered and Sheemish did not forget. They spake as we do not speak, in silence yet heard of each other, nor were their thoughts as our thoughts. We should not judge them merely by human standards. All night long they spake and all night said these words only: "Dirty Chu-bu," "Dirty Sheemish." "Dirty Chu-bu," "Dirty Sheemish," all night long. Their wrath had not tired at dawn, and neither had wearied of his accusation. And gradually Chu-bu came to realize that he was nothing more than the equal of Sheemish. All gods are jealous, but this equality with the upstart Sheemish, a thing of painted wood a hundred years newer than Chu-bu, and this worship given to Sheemish in Chu-bu's own temple, were particularly bitter. Chu-bu was jealous even for a god; and when Tuesday came again, the third day of Sheemish's worship, Chu-bu could bear it no longer. He felt that his anger must be revealed at all costs, and he returned with all the vehemence of his will to achieving a little earthquake. The worshippers had just gone from his temple when Chu-bu settled his will to attain this miracle. Now and then his meditations were disturbed by that now familiar dictum, "Dirty Chu-bu," but Chu-bu willed ferociously, not even stopping to say what he longed to say and had already said nine hundred times, and presently even these interruptions ceased.

They ceased because Sheemish had returned to a project that he had never definitely abandoned, the desire to assert himself and exalt himself over Chu-bu by performing a miracle, and the district being volcanic he had chosen a little earthquake as the miracle most easily accomplished by a small god.

>> No.17521767

>>17521761
Now an earthquake that is commanded by two gods has double the chance of fulfilment than when it is willed by one, and an incalculably greater chance than when two gods are pulling different ways; as, to take the case of older and greater gods, when the sun and the moon pull in the same direction we have the biggest tides.

Chu-bu knew nothing of the theory of tides, and was too much occupied with his miracle to notice what Sheemish was doing. And suddenly the miracle was an accomplished thing.

It was a very local earthquake, for there are other gods than Chu-bu or even Sheemish, and it was only a little one as the gods had willed, but it loosened some monoliths in a colonnade that supported one side of the temple and the whole of one wall fell in, and the low huts of the people of that city were shaken a little and some of their doors were jammed so that they would not open; it was enough, and for a moment it seemed that it was all; neither Chu-bu nor Sheemish commanded there should be more, but they had set in motion an old law older than Chu-bu, the law of gravity that that colonnade had held back for a hundred years, and the temple of Chu-bu quivered and then stood still, swayed once and was overthrown, on the heads of Chu-bu and Sheemish.

No one rebuilt it, for nobody dared to near such terrible gods. Some said that Chu-bu wrought the miracle, but some said Sheemish, and thereof schism was born. The weakly amiable, alarmed by the bitterness of rival sects, sought compromise and said that both had wrought it, but no one guessed the truth that the thing was done in rivalry.

And a saying arose, and both sects held this belief in common, that whoso toucheth Chu-bu shall die or whoso looketh upon Sheemish.

That is how Chu-bu came into my possession when I travelled once beyond the hills of Ting. I found him in the fallen temple of Chu-bu with his hands and toes sticking up out of the rubbish, lying upon his back, and in that attitude just as I found him I keep him to this day on my mantlepiece, as he is less liable to be upset that way. Sheemish was broken, so I left him where he was.

And there is something so helpless about Chu-bu with his fat hands stuck up in the air that sometimes I am moved out of compassion to bow down to him and pray, saying, "O Chu-bu, thou that made everything, help thy servant."

Chu-bu cannot do much, though once I am sure that at a game of bridge he sent me the ace of trumps after I had not held a card worth having for the whole of the evening. And chance alone could have done as much as that for me. But I do not tell this to Chu-bu.

>> No.17521884

>>17521767
thank you based Frater I have come to appreciate your replies and how you have a perfect story or poem to go with anything. Cheers, brother

>> No.17521887

>>17513358
Can't stick your dick in a foot

>> No.17521891 [DELETED] 

>>17521887
I guess you haven't seen the stuff on Hunter Biden's laptop...

>> No.17521967

>>17520303
Well within the religious context it's all systematized. Since the shut down last year, my ability to engage with the church has been greatly inhibited leading me to relapse into this perverted mindset I had nearly overcome. Even from a secular point of view, i dont think my sexual fetishes and excessive masturbation could be considered healthy. I even had a gf once and as our relationship progressed she was increasingly disturbed by what I wanted to do. Theres a very real corruption intrinsic to me

>> No.17521985

>>17521884
Thanks anon, I’m glad some anons actually read the poetry and short stories. I feel some of my favorites don’t actually get read so often, so it’s comfy to shill them ya know.

>> No.17522001

>>17521967
Consider it metanoia and practice self restraint, enter into some deep contemplation about why you want this much sexuality and why you want a specific kind of perverse sexuality. If you contemplate these things like an adult and ask Christ for assistance that is best.

And anon, when you are ashamed to go before god, that is when your repenting is best and truest. Ask for strength from God. Good luck friend.

>> No.17522006

>>17521967
Yeah, man, these stupid fucking lockdowns fucked me up. I had just made some good improvements in my life, and everything was more or less looking good, and then the lock down fucked everything up. It would have been one thing if it had really been "two weeks to slow the spread" or even "six weeks to slow the spread" but one year to slow the spread is too fucking long. Now I just feel like shit. I'm just back into a rut of shitty habits.

>> No.17522034

>>17522001
Thanks fren. I'm not even sure if I could find out why. Even as young as three I remember poking at my penis and having an infinity for strange things. I would love to know why.
>>17522006
I take solace in the knowledge that the lockdown fucked up everyone nearly equally. I'm glad it's not just me anymore.

>> No.17522151

>>17521887
Can't stick your dick in a nice pair of thighs either.

>> No.17522153

i watched whisper of the heart again last night when i realized it was about writing. i cried. i'm scared. i'm no good. i cried when i saw her having so much fun writing, believing in writing, because i don't remember the last time i felt like that. i'm slow. everyone else writes a thousand words an hour and it takes me weeks to write a sub two thousand word short story which will get rejected again anyway. she wrote an entire novel in that time. she's young. i can't stop even as i know i'm not going to make it, but i hope she will.

>> No.17522160

>>17521887
>>17522151
You can do both pretty easily

>> No.17522170

>>17522160
Between, not in, but the point was they are the same in that regard.

>> No.17522195

But in all honesty, why do you choose to waste this much time and effort on me? Do you think I'm rich? Because I'm not. I'm quite self-destructive and truthfully don't plan on living long. You need to find a better use of your time.

>> No.17522209

>>17513115
My meds make it impossible to cum and it pisses when I sting

>> No.17522210

>>17522195
She likes you bro, don't fuck it up

>> No.17522213

>>17522209
*stings when I piss
they seem to have made me retarded too

>> No.17522286

>>17517256

>> No.17522368

I'm listening to the police scanner for my city, and earlier they found an overdosed known heroin user dead in some building, and now they got a call of some dude laying in the street foaming at the mouth. Must be some dank fentanyl on the streets tonight.

>> No.17522398

thread on auto-sage
We need an urgent thread with azn feet

>> No.17522407

new
>>17522406
>>17522406
>>17522406
>>17522406
>>17522398
sorry

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George’s cavernous heart gave another beat, as blood thundered through his skull, and sweat dribbled down the crevices of his skin. His moan was a pious gong that shook the world, the bathroom, and his lover. A sun burst of adrenaline smoldered his face like vermillion rubies, while the sweat it bore from his skin glimmered a golden yellow. Unbidden, his butt cheeks sprawled upon the mouth of his porcelain love life, a memory returned to him. The murmur of a river as he urinated upon a great gray mare, matched by the babble of a brook as his underpants splintered. The day near crippled him, but George survived. The horse fought him bravely; it reared up on two legs and kicked at him with feet gnarled as tree roots, but George survived. In the bathroom he began his a pious chant, remembering the day. <i> fast as the canals, silent as a cat </i> An airy confection permeated around him. The behemoth would not break. But his sphincter was greater. The froth from his dark precipice sprinkled like boiled wine onto the water, softly wetting his ballsack and weewee.

>> No.17522435

>>17518248
When I read this I swore i must have left this tab open for a month and stumbled on an old post of mine.

You should do it if you can. I can too, but I think it would take a lot more work than you. I'd have to learn PA Dutch for one. But I've read Jacob Boheme and I have the right family name .

>> No.17522496

>>17518841
Fascism is the only thing that's gonna save you dummy.

>> No.17522507

>>17518887
Frat guys in good shape never experience that. Instead they pass out drunk and happy usually with their balls unloaded in some sophomore.