• The 'Get Stuff Off Your Chest' Thread V.2
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[QUOTE=Makol;28279865]I really dislike party poopers. They take the fun out of everything.[/QUOTE] Sometimes, I am "that one guy" who has to do that. Not because I want to ruin people's fun, but to prevent them from doing something they might regret. Don't hate me :saddowns:
[QUOTE=Pascall;28279539]Sacrifices have to be made. Hopefully for the best though. Ah well.[/QUOTE] That's vague.
Nothin' important really. No sense in being ultra descriptive lol.
[QUOTE=Psychopath12;28279934]Sometimes, I am "that one guy" who has to do that. Not because I want to ruin people's fun, but to prevent them from doing something they might regret. Don't hate me :saddowns:[/QUOTE] Seeing as you're trying to prevent something I wouldn't call you a party pooper, shows you care.
[QUOTE=Makol;28280693]Seeing as you're trying to prevent something I wouldn't call you a party pooper, shows you care.[/QUOTE] I wish that people would realize that at the time of my interference. I've lost a few friends who disregarded by advice and resisted my attempts to stop them, I felt horrible when I found out what happened to them the next day because I felt as if I was their last hope but failed because I didn't try hard enough.
Did you try slapping them?
I'll slap 'em for you, I slap people real good.
You can slap me any time.
Domestic abuse is not okay in my book, mister.
[QUOTE=Makol;28280961]Did you try slapping them?[/QUOTE] I tried smacking them with my belt, tackling them, pinning them onto the ground, all sorts of things that I could have done without trying to cause intense bodily harm to them. They had gotten violent and knocked me out (very difficult to try to restrain multiple people from doing something stupid when you're just 1 guy). I woke up in a daze with a bloody nose and a lump on my head, none of them were anywhere to be found. I staggered home, iced my head and flipped on the television, the channel was already set to the news. I broke into tears when I saw the news report. I know that this was years ago, but it still gets to me even now.
[QUOTE=Pascall;28281060]Domestic abuse is not okay in my book, mister.[/QUOTE] Not in that kind of way. If you get what I mean.
Great week it was. Have a nasty cold, still went to classes. Moved away from my notebook for a minute in school building. Stolen. Let's hope that was my share of bad luck for this year.
[QUOTE=Makol;28281115]Not in that kind of way. If you get what I mean.[/QUOTE] Uh.
This is all so sexual! Quick, someone make a joke about ponies!
[QUOTE=Pascall;28281663]This is all so sexual! Quick, someone make a joke about ponies![/QUOTE] I'd rather not, I'm more of an ass-man [media]http://edwardkhoo.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/donkey.png[/media] See?
[QUOTE=Pascall;28281663]This is all so sexual! Quick, someone make a joke about ponies![/QUOTE] I got a better joke. Your driving skills.
[QUOTE=Pascall;28281663]This is all so sexual! Quick, someone make a joke about ponies![/QUOTE] why did the pony go to the other side?
because pascall was going to rape it
took the words right out of my mouth! well more like fingertips.
yes
I was the pony all along.
[QUOTE=Random112358;28276648]You realise she is going to tell the girl?[/QUOTE] This would actually make my life easier.
[QUOTE=credesniper;28284111]This would actually make my life easier.[/QUOTE] Will make it more complicated, best way is to just talk to the girl. As long as you aren't too young to be dating then going out for a drink with a girl shouldn't mean anything apart from give you a chance to talk to her yourself and if things go well go out a few more times. Coming from her friend rather than you is never good.
I've been playing all kinds of games for years with these three guys; Jeff, Henry and Nick. Jeff and Nick are both Dutch, Jeff being a actually nice person whilst Nick is a fucking dick most of the time, even though he's the youngest of us (respect to the elders etc.). Henry, well, he's full of himself. He can't take anything seriously unless it has to do with him or it's important to him, like in Stronghold Legends; me and Jeff prefer having fantasy troops off (imps and dragons n shit), he complains like SHIT until we tell him that we wont change it back so he's just gotta deal with it. Recently, I can barely talk to Henry without getting frustrated, same thing with Nick. I can get off my ass and get a game they all have and they want me to play, whilst Nick is always "Oh my god guys, I'm playing Starcraft 2 shut up." most of the damn time, whilst Henry says I'M stuck up, "just like the rest of scandinavia". I like to see them as friends but I can't fucking play with them if they (Nick and Henry) act like dicks towards me and Jeff. One thing to add: Henry is the maker of the Badage boys thread chain, he also dosen't understand "why I want to have a good reputation on Facepunch" (which I kinda do, I guess) and not post Badage boys threads. Damn.
Something happened today that completely and utterly freaked me the fuck out. But when everything turned out okay, I realized how much I really care. And I guess that's a good thing. But anyways, everything's all good now. But it was a scary moment.
I had a completely fantastic day that was only slightly diminished in one instance, and even then, that just opened up three more opportunities and I took advantage of all of them.
Dear god, I nearly shit myself not too long ago. My dad just barged into my room yelling about so much stuff I didn't have time to react. Got threatened of being kicked out with a bus ticket to anywhere. I knew where I would have used it to go but from there I'd be lost. I have nothing but the clothes on my back and what ever amount of money I had on me. This was probably the scariest moment of my life. Things have calmed down and it ended ok with everything between my dad and I, he just over reacts to things but it's only because he really cares. I guess I have to change somethings about myself to get through life right now after having a discussion with him. We're just going to work together more around the house fixing things, cleaning, taking care of the cars, and work related things. Today I could have lost everything, but the only thing on my mind was her. I would have just vanished there and then. Even when I did arrive at my destination I'd have no way of contacting her. In fact I probably would have lost all contact with her. When my dad and I got things settled the first thing I did was start talking to her. I think today after this we both know how much we really care about each other, which is nice. Really glad to know we got each other's backs. I'm still a bit freaked out about it all so this may just seem like a mess of words but whatever. [editline]26th February 2011[/editline] Still talking to her right now. Just talking with her makes me feel a lot better about things. :h:
Probably my last post in this thread. It's just nice to see my thoughts explained, even if it's just for my benefit. It's funny how being so rejected and so thrown out by the one person I ever really acted myself around has made me see just how much of a puppet I've been, really. My best friends - my closest friends - all think I'm something I'm not. Oh, lord knows they care for me, but they don't know me. And really, the only person who ever really did had to get rid of me. So I feel pretty shitty for having made dozens of relationships with these friends based on just trying to make them happy, not myself. I guess I've never really met someone I've connected with - someone I'm comfortable enough to just meet and act like myself with. Instead, no, I become this... Mirror. Like the only way I'll ever get approval from them is by pretending we're identical when really-... -really, I don't really give a shit. I love my friends, and it appears they love me back, but if I just dropped this guise of trying to please them, I'd probably get disregarded, or they'd think I was acting that way because something's wrong. The problem is the girl I fell for told me to cut these relationships. And for the most part, I did. I got rid of a lot of people from my life, and I'm not even sure that's fair. I got rid of them because I could never be myself around them, and yet I keep these friends I still don't act like myself around purely because they have the balls to occasionally ask me "Dude, you okay?" I'm not depressed right now, I'm not even really thinking about anything. I'm just kind of sitting here wondering how I got this far not being me. How I managed to reach this point and still not know who the fuck I am. I know I sound like your generic teenager right now, but it is just so utterly shocking to me that there's only ever been one person who I said "Y'see, you get me" to. And she's gone. I might sound like I'm just pissy at a break up, but really it just goes to show I could only keep a friendship running by bending over backwards and pretending I'm some guy I'm not. And that really, really worries me. Am I going to keep doing it? Am I going to become some jaded, pissy individual because of it? Would that be me? So I think, honest to God, this is the first time in my life I've had the confront the question "Who the fuck am I?" I feel shallow. [b]Edit:[/b] Wall of text because I'm a miserable cunt.
I need a hobby. Actually, no. I need something else.
[QUOTE=TheBrokenHobo;28292719]I need a hobby. Actually, no. I need something else.[/QUOTE] bake me cupcakes
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