Someone is sendig me flowers lyrics
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2011.12.14 02:05 daftcube Dance Gavin Dance
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2012.04.30 05:03 wesman212 Come Sing With Me!
You ever see those threads where people post a song lyric, then everyone sings along in subsequent comments? Yeah this is like that, except organized!
2024.05.19 19:13 songwriter128 Clueless song writer
I'll be completely honest I'm not really sure how this app works or how to upload this so let's hope I do it right š I'm a teen who likes writing song lyrics my crazy dream is being a signer or even songwriter but all I do is write lyrics in a copy can someone please tell me what's the next step? What do I do with the songs I write? How do I get them noticed or get them going somewhere cause I would love to make that crazy very unbelievable dream come true so how do I? Please help I'm very clueless ha.
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2024.05.19 19:00 furiogiuntasuperfan how do bromeliads reproduce?
 | I work at a plant store and we got some bromeliads and theyāre super cool but covered in dust, which i know is a feature of the plant, but i was also told that they are spores????? but the plant flowers???? so someone please explain this to me. how can this plant flower AND grow pups AND have spores???? submitted by furiogiuntasuperfan to plants [link] [comments] |
2024.05.19 18:57 LiteratureUnusual788 Is this plant OK as is?
 | This plant was given to me a little over a year ago. It was in a small pot, was much shorter and had small pink flowers. The flowers have not returned and the leaves keep growing. It's healthy-- is it OK to leave like this? Someone said I need to propagate but I'm not entirely sure what that is, but I am not a plant person at all. This is the first plant I've ever kept alive more than a few months. Thank you! submitted by LiteratureUnusual788 to gardening [link] [comments] |
2024.05.19 18:52 NoCoverBook The dark elf dreams of a family
You are a dark elf living alone in a small cabin in the mountains. Why so far away from town? Well, the elves with pale white skin hate you, hate your kind. Not only because of your skin color but also because dark elves did a terrible thing hundred of years ago. They think your kind is cursed and only brings misfortune.
Despite the hate, you go to town once a week to sell the wild berries you collect in the mountains or the small animals you hunt. Of course, the white elves barely throw you a few coins. What is worse, they donāt even let you inside their stores like the town bakery or the clothing store. You always get mean eyes and insults. Sometimes, they even throw stones at you. It's all unfair.
One day, you see a happy couple with their children playing near the water fountain. They are a perfect family. This gives you a lot to think on your way back to the mountains. Lately, you have been feeling lonely. You wish to have a family of your own. Someone to talk to. Someone to greet every morning. Someone to love and care for. You remember that happy family of elves and it makes you so jealous you cry all night and even pray the skies for a miracle.
The next day, you go to the river to get some water. Suddenly, you spot something in the shore. You get close and realize it was someone unconscious and badly wounded. A human. How rare it was to see a human! His clothes are tattered and it seems he fell from somewhere or a monster attacked him. Without thinking twice, you take him to your cabin and put him on your bed to stop his bleeding and patch his wounds. He stays unconscious for a whole week.
That day when you open the door after collecting flowers to sell, you see him yelling and confused. Where am I? What is my name? Who are you? Why my head is empty? He kept asking questions and you realize he forgot all of his memories. You don't know what to do but a wild idea comes to mind.
You LIE to him. You tell him that he is your husband and you are his wife. That he fell from a cliff while trying to get her favorite flower and hit his head really bad to the point he lost his memories. To your surprise he believes you. He starts to accept everything you tell him.
...and this is how you get a new human husband. The start of the family you always wanted. Everything is so perfect right? But how will you deal with the guilt of lying? The new lies? What if he goes to town? And little you knew he is the PRINCE of the human kingdom and everyone is looking for him.
Hello! I'm Mike, I hope that wasn't a lot. If you are still here and want to play let me know! I want this story to be very wholesome and sweet!
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Despite the hate, you go to town once a week to sell the wild berries you collect in the mountains or the small animals you hunt. Of course, the white elves barely throw you a few coins. What is worse, they donāt even let you inside their stores like the town bakery or the clothing store. You always get mean eyes and insults. Sometimes, they even throw stones at you. It's all unfair.
One day, you see a happy couple with their children playing near the water fountain. They are a perfect family. This gives you a lot to think on your way back to the mountains. Lately, you have been feeling lonely. You wish to have a family of your own. Someone to talk to. Someone to greet every morning. Someone to love and care for. You remember that happy family of elves and it makes you so jealous you cry all night and even pray the skies for a miracle.
The next day, you go to the river to get some water. Suddenly, you spot something in the shore. You get close and realize it was someone unconscious and badly wounded. A human. How rare it was to see a human! His clothes are tattered and it seems he fell from somewhere or a monster attacked him. Without thinking twice, you take him to your cabin and put him on your bed to stop his bleeding and patch his wounds. He stays unconscious for a whole week.
That day when you open the door after collecting flowers to sell, you see him yelling and confused. Where am I? What is my name? Who are you? Why my head is empty? He kept asking questions and you realize he forgot all of his memories. You don't know what to do but a wild idea comes to mind.
You LIE to him. You tell him that he is your husband and you are his wife. That he fell from a cliff while trying to get her favorite flower and hit his head really bad to the point he lost his memories. To your surprise he believes you. He starts to accept everything you tell him.
...and this is how you get a new human husband. The start of the family you always wanted. Everything is so perfect right? But how will you deal with the guilt of lying? The new lies? What if he goes to town? And little you knew he is the PRINCE of the human kingdom and everyone is looking for him.
Hello! I'm Mike, I hope that wasn't a lot. If you are still here and want to play let me know! I want this story to be very wholesome and sweet!
2024.05.19 18:46 Jaded-moon-407 AITAH For bringing my sisters good mood / excitement down?
Context: Iām 25(F) , my sister is 22. My sister does live with me.
My partner & I recently bought a new home, (2 months ago) & before moving she broke up with her boyfriend of a year. As she wanted a fresh start in a new place. (I supported the breakup entirely as did our family because he wasnāt a good guy at all. ) She had stated she was going to take some time and just play the field, talk to whoever she wants to. Sheād tell me about her different conversations etc. recently she started talking to someone the last 3 weeks and said she told me she ācut offā all her other conversations. Today she is going on a date with the person and came to me to show me the gifts she bought (2 squish mellows, a big bag of chocolates and a bouquet of flowers). My sister is someone who falls hard, falls fast, and naive in that she always tried to find the good in people, even when theyāve repeatedly shown her their worst until it brings her down. When what she believed would be amazing doesnāt work out itās always āIām never going to find love, Iām gonna be alone forever ā kind of thing. Iāve already heard ājokesā that this new person is the one. So when she came to show me, I said that the flowers wouldāve been just fine, that I hope she knew she didnāt have to get so much for the first date, and that itās usually not the norm. She said the person had shown her they got her somewhat similar things so she wanted to do the same and she wanted to be nice. I told her that she didnāt have to do it because they did but also that it was okay to take things slow and spread out the gift giving. Sometimes it could be too much for a first date and 3 weeks of talking. She told me I was making her regret getting the things, that I was bringing her down and making her want to return everything with my negativity. I told her I was just trying to be realistic for her because she always went 0-100 with people she barely knew (like sheās already changed her wallpaper to a doodle of two stick figures that the person drew of them). And that if in a month it didnāt work out I didnāt want her getting all sad about all of it again. And that I just wanted her to take her time with things and that not everything has to be done with the mindset this person is her endgame and why canāt it just be the beginning game and take it slow, something to that effect. She left my room still upset so now Iām wondering if Iām being an asshole in being too hard on her with her excitement to show me what she got for her date.
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My partner & I recently bought a new home, (2 months ago) & before moving she broke up with her boyfriend of a year. As she wanted a fresh start in a new place. (I supported the breakup entirely as did our family because he wasnāt a good guy at all. ) She had stated she was going to take some time and just play the field, talk to whoever she wants to. Sheād tell me about her different conversations etc. recently she started talking to someone the last 3 weeks and said she told me she ācut offā all her other conversations. Today she is going on a date with the person and came to me to show me the gifts she bought (2 squish mellows, a big bag of chocolates and a bouquet of flowers). My sister is someone who falls hard, falls fast, and naive in that she always tried to find the good in people, even when theyāve repeatedly shown her their worst until it brings her down. When what she believed would be amazing doesnāt work out itās always āIām never going to find love, Iām gonna be alone forever ā kind of thing. Iāve already heard ājokesā that this new person is the one. So when she came to show me, I said that the flowers wouldāve been just fine, that I hope she knew she didnāt have to get so much for the first date, and that itās usually not the norm. She said the person had shown her they got her somewhat similar things so she wanted to do the same and she wanted to be nice. I told her that she didnāt have to do it because they did but also that it was okay to take things slow and spread out the gift giving. Sometimes it could be too much for a first date and 3 weeks of talking. She told me I was making her regret getting the things, that I was bringing her down and making her want to return everything with my negativity. I told her I was just trying to be realistic for her because she always went 0-100 with people she barely knew (like sheās already changed her wallpaper to a doodle of two stick figures that the person drew of them). And that if in a month it didnāt work out I didnāt want her getting all sad about all of it again. And that I just wanted her to take her time with things and that not everything has to be done with the mindset this person is her endgame and why canāt it just be the beginning game and take it slow, something to that effect. She left my room still upset so now Iām wondering if Iām being an asshole in being too hard on her with her excitement to show me what she got for her date.
2024.05.19 18:22 villaosalbert i don't know what to do
me and my 9 months girlfriend are both graduating student this year. last week nag karon kami ng away about how we communicate things about our problems i admit na sa away kasi namin may naisumbat ako sakanya and 1 week mahigit kami di maayos nag uusap cos of that and then kanina umaga after my shift (im a working student po kasi) around 9am dumiretso ako sa house nila para mag sorry and i gave her flowers, okay naman she assured me na di niya ko iiwan. (kasi habang di kami nag uusap maayos this past week may mga things siya na sinasabi na parang gusto niya na makipag break ganon) and i got anxious, bawat galaw niya inooverthink ko and i just can't imagine my life without her kasi last year is a tough time for me situation to my acads and family and siya lang nandon for me and siya lang meron ako.
and then ayun nag usap kami saglit sakanila she assured me na di niya nga ako iiwan etc etc and gumaan loob ko pauwi non then i thanked her thru chat and she just reacted tas di nag reply hinayaan ko nalang and then i proceeded to go sleep na pag uwi. and then pag gising ko around 6pm she posted a thirst trap and inoverthink ko kagad kasi yung particular video na yon she sent it to me bago pa kami mag away and sakin niya lang talaga sinend. (nag popost siya ng mga ganon dati pero with my consent lagi siya nagpapaalam) and eto na nga minessage ko siya in a confronting way asking na "are you calling for someone else's attention ba or what" basta ganon and ayun sobrang nagalit siya sa sinabi ko saying na it's for her self confidence lang daw ganon and now she's breaking up with me and i don't know what to do.
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and then ayun nag usap kami saglit sakanila she assured me na di niya nga ako iiwan etc etc and gumaan loob ko pauwi non then i thanked her thru chat and she just reacted tas di nag reply hinayaan ko nalang and then i proceeded to go sleep na pag uwi. and then pag gising ko around 6pm she posted a thirst trap and inoverthink ko kagad kasi yung particular video na yon she sent it to me bago pa kami mag away and sakin niya lang talaga sinend. (nag popost siya ng mga ganon dati pero with my consent lagi siya nagpapaalam) and eto na nga minessage ko siya in a confronting way asking na "are you calling for someone else's attention ba or what" basta ganon and ayun sobrang nagalit siya sa sinabi ko saying na it's for her self confidence lang daw ganon and now she's breaking up with me and i don't know what to do.
2024.05.19 17:59 OntologicalJacques ŠæŠµŠ½Š“ŠµŠ»Ń - meaning?
Iām learning the words to a song called ŠŃŠ¼ŠµŃŠ¾ Š£Š½Š¾ and Iām confused by a certain line:
ŠŠ°ŃŃ Š¼Š½Šµ ŠæŠµŠ½Š“ŠµŠ»Ń. ŠŠ±Š°ŃŃ, ŃŠ¾ Š¶ Š½Š°Š“ŠµŠ»Š°Š» Ń? They give me a pendel. Fuck, what have I done?
Can someone please tell me what ŠæŠµŠ½Š“ŠµŠ»Ń would mean in English? It appears to be some kind of slang that translation apps donāt understand.
The lyric is at 1:47
https://youtu.be/ePX90DjCI7E?si=SnEuCgagq3XIu_QW
Š”ŠæŠ°ŃŠøŠ±Š¾!!
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ŠŠ°ŃŃ Š¼Š½Šµ ŠæŠµŠ½Š“ŠµŠ»Ń. ŠŠ±Š°ŃŃ, ŃŠ¾ Š¶ Š½Š°Š“ŠµŠ»Š°Š» Ń? They give me a pendel. Fuck, what have I done?
Can someone please tell me what ŠæŠµŠ½Š“ŠµŠ»Ń would mean in English? It appears to be some kind of slang that translation apps donāt understand.
The lyric is at 1:47
https://youtu.be/ePX90DjCI7E?si=SnEuCgagq3XIu_QW
Š”ŠæŠ°ŃŠøŠ±Š¾!!
2024.05.19 17:33 Head_Technology_7765 I think Iām in-love with my best friend
Iām conflicted so Iāll try to keep it as short as I can. Iām conflicted about being in love with one of my best friends. Letās get into it. Me and her (same age) met at uni and we were acquaintances at first. We then worked together in student leadership our second year and Iāve developed the affinity of caring for her because we shared some classes and I knew she used to work and go to school, coming into her dorm tired sometimes sleeping on the couch. Iāve always cared deeply for her, looking out for her and everything because I felt she was a special girl that needed to be cared for. During our student leadership years, I had a gf whom Iāve broken up with a few months back because she broke my trust about 2 years ago but I stayed around because I thought I could continue loving her (boy was I wrong). Anyways, during the years I even had a gf, we developed our deep connection with each other. Long conversations, deep, precise, intimate conversations but weād never do anything crazy or say anything crazy. We do share āI Love Yousā but so does the rest of our intimate friend group weāre apart of. We share that with each other a lot and sheās usually the one to remind me or say it first.
Remember I said my ex-gf broke my trust some time ago? She didnāt like when we spent time alone together, not necessarily because of how close we were because I have other close female friends (Iono, I like being a big brother lol), but because of some perception she conjured up that she will not let go. Anyways, my friend moved away sometime last year but before she went away we spent a lot of time together with our friend group and without. It was peace all around whenever I was in her presence. A sense of peace thatās so unmatched, I never wanted to leave the feeling. There was a particular night we were alone together at one our friends house watching movies and I felt sleepy. I did the biggest cross the line I could at the time and I have no idea why, but I dragged her with me to the bedroom so I could hold her while I slept. I thought she wouldāve hesitated but she just, allowed it gracefully and even fixed my hand and everything while I spooned her(no we didnāt have sex). I felt deep guilt because I still had my gf but Iāve never told anyone about it (until now). Thatās the only line weāve ever crossed, never spoke about it either with her beyond that night. We both just accepted it happened but I guess never made a big deal out of together at least.
Hereās my conflict now: Because of the nature of her, how peaceful, nurturing, loving, caring she is, and how I am that and a protector to her, I know us men sometimes cling to thinking because someone shows us this side, they are into into us when they could simply be genuine. But then, why did you let me hold you? I love her, no doubt. I would give everything to be with her, to make her a beautiful wife and support her in everything. I was even confused if it was infatuation or lust and even stopped watching porn, stopped masturbating, changed my thoughts and yet Iām still here. So I know itās not those 2. She mightāve moved away, and sheās real busy rn with school and stuff but Iām usually the only male friend she says still calls her, and we usually FT maybe once every 2 weeks. I also planned for some flowers to be delivered to her after her final exam (which her cousin also knows about and says I should). Will that send the wrong message? Am I doing too much?
So, am I naive for loving her? Am I craving attention? Do I have misconceptions? What if sheās just being genuine? Do I want to risk losing a friend? I did plan to have an uncomfortable conversation with her (which we both love) when I get to visit her in a few months starting off with āwhy did you let me hold you that night?ā Now, she could think nothing of it, then what? Too many thoughts, too many conflicts. No doubt, I love her, but I donāt want to lose her.
Iām sorry if this is too long. Iāve also started to watch Bridgerton so Iāve had this sense of āam I cutting my blessings short by not doing the honorable thingā kind of moment and I know the best marriages are from genuine friendships, best of friends even. But I needed to clear my head.
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Remember I said my ex-gf broke my trust some time ago? She didnāt like when we spent time alone together, not necessarily because of how close we were because I have other close female friends (Iono, I like being a big brother lol), but because of some perception she conjured up that she will not let go. Anyways, my friend moved away sometime last year but before she went away we spent a lot of time together with our friend group and without. It was peace all around whenever I was in her presence. A sense of peace thatās so unmatched, I never wanted to leave the feeling. There was a particular night we were alone together at one our friends house watching movies and I felt sleepy. I did the biggest cross the line I could at the time and I have no idea why, but I dragged her with me to the bedroom so I could hold her while I slept. I thought she wouldāve hesitated but she just, allowed it gracefully and even fixed my hand and everything while I spooned her(no we didnāt have sex). I felt deep guilt because I still had my gf but Iāve never told anyone about it (until now). Thatās the only line weāve ever crossed, never spoke about it either with her beyond that night. We both just accepted it happened but I guess never made a big deal out of together at least.
Hereās my conflict now: Because of the nature of her, how peaceful, nurturing, loving, caring she is, and how I am that and a protector to her, I know us men sometimes cling to thinking because someone shows us this side, they are into into us when they could simply be genuine. But then, why did you let me hold you? I love her, no doubt. I would give everything to be with her, to make her a beautiful wife and support her in everything. I was even confused if it was infatuation or lust and even stopped watching porn, stopped masturbating, changed my thoughts and yet Iām still here. So I know itās not those 2. She mightāve moved away, and sheās real busy rn with school and stuff but Iām usually the only male friend she says still calls her, and we usually FT maybe once every 2 weeks. I also planned for some flowers to be delivered to her after her final exam (which her cousin also knows about and says I should). Will that send the wrong message? Am I doing too much?
So, am I naive for loving her? Am I craving attention? Do I have misconceptions? What if sheās just being genuine? Do I want to risk losing a friend? I did plan to have an uncomfortable conversation with her (which we both love) when I get to visit her in a few months starting off with āwhy did you let me hold you that night?ā Now, she could think nothing of it, then what? Too many thoughts, too many conflicts. No doubt, I love her, but I donāt want to lose her.
Iām sorry if this is too long. Iāve also started to watch Bridgerton so Iāve had this sense of āam I cutting my blessings short by not doing the honorable thingā kind of moment and I know the best marriages are from genuine friendships, best of friends even. But I needed to clear my head.
2024.05.19 16:44 thots_n_prayers Cross-posted: Did you see me get assaulted at the LCD Soundsystem set at Kilby Block Party??
I never thought that I would have to do this. I noticed on this subreddit that there is a slew of women who are asking for help with obtaining video footage (or even comments) of their physical assault during Kilby Block Party.
I was ESPECIALLY surprised when I came across someone who saw what happened to me but unfortunately doesn't have video footage. When they expressed their dismay in how incredibly abusive my (now) ex-boyfriend was being toward me over the span of the show, something finally clicked. I am done with the relationship. I deserve better than this. They are asking around on my behalf which I appreciate (there are apparently a LOT of us which is really sad because I had a (MOSTLY) incredible time at the festival otherwise).
A few details: This was during LCD Soundsystem show was standing toward the front left (if you were looking AT the stage). My ex is tall, blonde-ish, about 6'2" and he was wearing a lime green/yellow Arsenal jersey (soccer). He has an anger issue and was, I BELIEVE, upset that I had gone to see Interpol while he decided to get close to the LCD stage; also someone was hitting on me RIGHT when I found him up front (even though I politely fended him off and told him that I was there with my boyfriend who was sitting right there) and my ex did NOT seem very happy about it (we had been fighting on and off the entire trip out there).
I was wearing a silver mesh top with "Bad Witch" on it and a real flower crown (that was made from the flowers from our 15-year anniversary dinner, sadly, if you can believe it!)
He started to get agitated, started to grab at my backpack (I found out later, just to put his merch in there, but it was in a manhandle-y way for sure since he had been yelling at me even before the show started). Everyone around us was very aware something was not right. Later, as I was dancing and minding my own business, he grabbed me HARD by my shoulders/upper arms and forced me to switch spots with him (probably because I had a better vantage point than he had, and he was jealous that I was still trying to have a good time). People by that time were WELL aware that something was up with him-- they asked if I knew him and I assured them that yes, I did know him and that he was my boyfriend and was acting strange AF. I should have left at that point, but I really thought it was over-- even though this behavior is totally on-brand for him, he has never been THIS angry with me before.
The last straw was when he turned around and PUSHED ME HARD into the people standing next to me, toppling me into people (I'm not the smallest girl in the world, I'm pretty tall myself). He yelled at me to "Stop touching" him which is ridiculous!! We are literally so close to LCD Soundsystem at KBP; EVERYONE UP FRONT IS TOUCHING EACH OTHER! We're dancing, people are being jostled, etc. It was too much. I ended up leaving after that. I ran back to the TRAX and went back to the hotel alone. I notified the front desk that I was fighting with my boyfriend, and they were really nice and said to call if I needed anything.
Anyway. He had been aggressive ever since we got home (we live together). He has attempted to steal my dog, and he was intimidating toward a girlfriend that I had at the house (I filed a police report following these events). Like I said, we live together, we have a house together, we had a LIFE together. He has been refusing to talk to me since even LAST WEEK with whatever has been bothering him-- I really tried my best to have a good time at the festival since it was such great experience DESPITE all of the drama throughout the week.
PLEASE reach out if you saw/taped anything. It would really help me out immensely. This man has gone from angry to, I believe, potentially dangerous. Like I said. Police ARE aware and on stand-by.
Thank you so much for your help! I am going to try to cross-post in other festival subreddits and on the SLC subreddit.
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I was ESPECIALLY surprised when I came across someone who saw what happened to me but unfortunately doesn't have video footage. When they expressed their dismay in how incredibly abusive my (now) ex-boyfriend was being toward me over the span of the show, something finally clicked. I am done with the relationship. I deserve better than this. They are asking around on my behalf which I appreciate (there are apparently a LOT of us which is really sad because I had a (MOSTLY) incredible time at the festival otherwise).
A few details: This was during LCD Soundsystem show was standing toward the front left (if you were looking AT the stage). My ex is tall, blonde-ish, about 6'2" and he was wearing a lime green/yellow Arsenal jersey (soccer). He has an anger issue and was, I BELIEVE, upset that I had gone to see Interpol while he decided to get close to the LCD stage; also someone was hitting on me RIGHT when I found him up front (even though I politely fended him off and told him that I was there with my boyfriend who was sitting right there) and my ex did NOT seem very happy about it (we had been fighting on and off the entire trip out there).
I was wearing a silver mesh top with "Bad Witch" on it and a real flower crown (that was made from the flowers from our 15-year anniversary dinner, sadly, if you can believe it!)
He started to get agitated, started to grab at my backpack (I found out later, just to put his merch in there, but it was in a manhandle-y way for sure since he had been yelling at me even before the show started). Everyone around us was very aware something was not right. Later, as I was dancing and minding my own business, he grabbed me HARD by my shoulders/upper arms and forced me to switch spots with him (probably because I had a better vantage point than he had, and he was jealous that I was still trying to have a good time). People by that time were WELL aware that something was up with him-- they asked if I knew him and I assured them that yes, I did know him and that he was my boyfriend and was acting strange AF. I should have left at that point, but I really thought it was over-- even though this behavior is totally on-brand for him, he has never been THIS angry with me before.
The last straw was when he turned around and PUSHED ME HARD into the people standing next to me, toppling me into people (I'm not the smallest girl in the world, I'm pretty tall myself). He yelled at me to "Stop touching" him which is ridiculous!! We are literally so close to LCD Soundsystem at KBP; EVERYONE UP FRONT IS TOUCHING EACH OTHER! We're dancing, people are being jostled, etc. It was too much. I ended up leaving after that. I ran back to the TRAX and went back to the hotel alone. I notified the front desk that I was fighting with my boyfriend, and they were really nice and said to call if I needed anything.
Anyway. He had been aggressive ever since we got home (we live together). He has attempted to steal my dog, and he was intimidating toward a girlfriend that I had at the house (I filed a police report following these events). Like I said, we live together, we have a house together, we had a LIFE together. He has been refusing to talk to me since even LAST WEEK with whatever has been bothering him-- I really tried my best to have a good time at the festival since it was such great experience DESPITE all of the drama throughout the week.
PLEASE reach out if you saw/taped anything. It would really help me out immensely. This man has gone from angry to, I believe, potentially dangerous. Like I said. Police ARE aware and on stand-by.
Thank you so much for your help! I am going to try to cross-post in other festival subreddits and on the SLC subreddit.
2024.05.19 16:41 thots_n_prayers Did you see me getting assaulted during LCD Soundsystem?! Do you have another story or video of it?
I never thought that I would have to do this. I noticed on this subreddit that there is a slew of women who are asking for help with obtaining video footage (or even comments) of their physical assault during Kilby Block Party.
I was ESPECIALLY surprised when I came across someone who saw what happened to me but unfortunately doesn't have video footage. When they expressed their dismay in how incredibly abusive my (now) ex-boyfriend was being toward me over the span of the show, something finally clicked. I am done with the relationship. I deserve better than this. They are asking around on my behalf which I appreciate (there are apparently a LOT of us which is really sad because I had a (MOSTLY) incredible time at the festival otherwise).
A few details: This was during LCD Soundsystem show was standing toward the front left (if you were looking AT the stage). My ex is tall, blonde-ish, about 6'2" and he was wearing a lime green/yellow Arsenal jersey (soccer). He has an anger issue and was, I BELIEVE, upset that I had gone to see Interpol while he decided to get close to the LCD stage; also someone was hitting on me RIGHT when I found him up front (even though I politely fended him off and told him that I was there with my boyfriend who was sitting right there) and my ex did NOT seem very happy about it (we had been fighting on and off the entire trip out there).
I was wearing a silver mesh top with "Bad Witch" on it and a real flower crown (that was made from the flowers from our 15-year anniversary dinner, sadly, if you can believe it!)
He started to get agitated, started to grab at my backpack (I found out later, just to put his merch in there, but it was in a manhandle-y way for sure since he had been yelling at me even before the show started). Everyone around us was very aware something was not right. Later, as I was dancing and minding my own business, he grabbed me HARD by my shoulders/upper arms and forced me to switch spots with him (probably because I had a better vantage point than he had, and he was jealous that I was still trying to have a good time). People by that time were WELL aware that something was up with him-- they asked if I knew him and I assured them that yes, I did know him and that he was my boyfriend and was acting strange AF. I should have left at that point, but I really thought it was over-- even though this behavior is totally on-brand for him, he has never been THIS angry with me before.
The last straw was when he turned around and PUSHED ME HARD into the people standing next to me, toppling me into people (I'm not the smallest girl in the world, I'm pretty tall myself). He yelled at me to "Stop touching" him which is ridiculous!! We are literally so close to LCD Soundsystem at KBP; EVERYONE UP FRONT IS TOUCHING EACH OTHER! We're dancing, people are being jostled, etc. It was too much. I ended up leaving after that. I ran back to the TRAX and went back to the hotel alone. I notified the front desk that I was fighting with my boyfriend, and they were really nice and said to call if I needed anything.
Anyway. He had been aggressive ever since we got home (we live together). He has attempted to steal my dog, and he was intimidating toward a girlfriend that I had at the house (I filed a police report following these events). Like I said, we live together, we have a house together, we had a LIFE together. He has been refusing to talk to me since even LAST WEEK with whatever has been bothering him-- I really tried my best to have a good time at the festival since it was such great experience DESPITE all of the drama throughout the week.
PLEASE reach out if you saw/taped anything. It would really help me out immensely. This man has gone from angry to, I believe, potentially dangerous. Like I said. Police ARE aware and on stand-by.
Thank you so much for your help! I am going to try to cross-post in other festival subreddits and on the SLC subreddit.
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I was ESPECIALLY surprised when I came across someone who saw what happened to me but unfortunately doesn't have video footage. When they expressed their dismay in how incredibly abusive my (now) ex-boyfriend was being toward me over the span of the show, something finally clicked. I am done with the relationship. I deserve better than this. They are asking around on my behalf which I appreciate (there are apparently a LOT of us which is really sad because I had a (MOSTLY) incredible time at the festival otherwise).
A few details: This was during LCD Soundsystem show was standing toward the front left (if you were looking AT the stage). My ex is tall, blonde-ish, about 6'2" and he was wearing a lime green/yellow Arsenal jersey (soccer). He has an anger issue and was, I BELIEVE, upset that I had gone to see Interpol while he decided to get close to the LCD stage; also someone was hitting on me RIGHT when I found him up front (even though I politely fended him off and told him that I was there with my boyfriend who was sitting right there) and my ex did NOT seem very happy about it (we had been fighting on and off the entire trip out there).
I was wearing a silver mesh top with "Bad Witch" on it and a real flower crown (that was made from the flowers from our 15-year anniversary dinner, sadly, if you can believe it!)
He started to get agitated, started to grab at my backpack (I found out later, just to put his merch in there, but it was in a manhandle-y way for sure since he had been yelling at me even before the show started). Everyone around us was very aware something was not right. Later, as I was dancing and minding my own business, he grabbed me HARD by my shoulders/upper arms and forced me to switch spots with him (probably because I had a better vantage point than he had, and he was jealous that I was still trying to have a good time). People by that time were WELL aware that something was up with him-- they asked if I knew him and I assured them that yes, I did know him and that he was my boyfriend and was acting strange AF. I should have left at that point, but I really thought it was over-- even though this behavior is totally on-brand for him, he has never been THIS angry with me before.
The last straw was when he turned around and PUSHED ME HARD into the people standing next to me, toppling me into people (I'm not the smallest girl in the world, I'm pretty tall myself). He yelled at me to "Stop touching" him which is ridiculous!! We are literally so close to LCD Soundsystem at KBP; EVERYONE UP FRONT IS TOUCHING EACH OTHER! We're dancing, people are being jostled, etc. It was too much. I ended up leaving after that. I ran back to the TRAX and went back to the hotel alone. I notified the front desk that I was fighting with my boyfriend, and they were really nice and said to call if I needed anything.
Anyway. He had been aggressive ever since we got home (we live together). He has attempted to steal my dog, and he was intimidating toward a girlfriend that I had at the house (I filed a police report following these events). Like I said, we live together, we have a house together, we had a LIFE together. He has been refusing to talk to me since even LAST WEEK with whatever has been bothering him-- I really tried my best to have a good time at the festival since it was such great experience DESPITE all of the drama throughout the week.
PLEASE reach out if you saw/taped anything. It would really help me out immensely. This man has gone from angry to, I believe, potentially dangerous. Like I said. Police ARE aware and on stand-by.
Thank you so much for your help! I am going to try to cross-post in other festival subreddits and on the SLC subreddit.
2024.05.19 16:40 Chakra_Mouse How can I stay mindful and regulated in an unloving marriage?
My husband (47 M) and I (37 F) have been married for 5.5 years and together for 9 years. When we started dating, we were both fresh out of long relationships and "rushed" into things, including having a child together. But, things were really good. I don't regret it at all. We now have a beautiful home, two daughters, financial stability, and all of the standard "good stuff". Like, we literally have a white picket fence. We don't fight often and I've been able to leave work to pursue an education in Yoga Instruction. We have chores split fairly and know what tasks are "ours". For example, I do the laundry and he does the dishes; He tidies the floors and I sweep/mop the floors; etc. For all intents and purposes, this is an amazing family and life.
However, it is extremely clear to me that he doesn't love me. I don't know if he ever has or ever will. I feel alone and sad/frustrated by this. When we first started dating, we'd go to bed at the same time. I don't quite recall when this stopped, but he permanently sleeps in the living room on the couch. I've spent years begging him to make it a regular habit to come to bed. He'll say he will, but never does. He has a million excuses not to, but never has a reason to lay with me. He'll lay in the bed for a midday nap, but leaves the second I lay down. He will wake up in the middle of being fully asleep just to leave. We have physical intimacy time regularly, but even that is like checking off a box. I enjoy it. He claims to enjoy it. But there is absolutely no talking or cuddling after. He's never said something nice to me unprompted. I've actually asked direct questions about his favorite thing about me, why he loves me, etc. I'm not a "beat around the bush" kind of person. I clearly, actively, consistently, and sometimes loudly communicate how I feel or what I need. He seems to try his best to meet those needs as long as they are not emotional. He doesn't necessarily say regular mean things, but the dryness is hurtful. He doesn't show any interest when I talk about my day or my interests, but has no problem talking about his day or his interests. He won't even watch TV with me, even though he spends the majority of his time watching TV that interests him. Holidays are the same. It's checking off the boxes. Flowers, gift, card (that he always manages to "forget" the envelope for and "didn't have a pen" to sign).
I've tried to address this in many ways. Marriage counselor. Informal relationship check-ins. Marriage book. The counselor was too much. The check-ins were not enough. The book seemed to help the most. But, he's always made it clear that he "is only doing it for me" and doesn't like it or care about it. To him, it's a book. To me, it's a tool to enhance our relationship and fall back in love. It IS our relationship, or a pathway to a good one at least. He's recently started to fully refuse to work on it with me, saying it doesn't help. I, actually, thought it was helping a lot. He started to feel like my friend and not just my roommate. But it seems like that may be exactly why he doesn't want to keep doing it. It seems like he doesn't think we should be friends.
We recently go into a small argument. Some snide remarks were made that led to a rabbit hole ending in him saying he wouldn't care if I had a boyfriend on the side. Now, I don't actually believe that he wouldn't care. But I think he'd care for how it looks and not how it feels. I genuinely don't think his feelings would be hurt if I actually found someone to entertain me. It's not even on the table, though. I don't want anyone else. I want my husband. But I'm starting to feel pathetic and like I'm begging someone to love me that never will. He's just not interested in a loving relationship with me.
I suppose it's also important to mention that he has what most people would consider a drinking problem. He's not mean or aggressive. It doesn't get in the way of his job. However, he drinks beer everyday and falls asleep. He doesn't have issues waking up. In fact, he wakes me and our daughters up in the mornings. Because it doesn't impact the functioning of his days, he doesn't view it as a problem. I know it's too much and I know it most likely has everything to do with why he is so distant with me. It's like he has an affair with alcohol. It will always mean more to him. It's an addiction. But, he won't view it that way. And it won't change. And I'm left here clinging to the moments in between and feeling alone.
I won't be divorcing him. So, I guess my question is How do I manage to exist in this "picture perfect", lonely, lacking in love life without completely losing my mind? How do I stay content without clinging to the hopes that he'll maybe love me? I've never been the type to be interested in how things appear to others. I want actual love and joy. This is tearing me apart and I don't know how to continue as a calm, regulated, mindful person. And ultimately, I fear this will inhibit my ability to be the best yoga instructor I can be.
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However, it is extremely clear to me that he doesn't love me. I don't know if he ever has or ever will. I feel alone and sad/frustrated by this. When we first started dating, we'd go to bed at the same time. I don't quite recall when this stopped, but he permanently sleeps in the living room on the couch. I've spent years begging him to make it a regular habit to come to bed. He'll say he will, but never does. He has a million excuses not to, but never has a reason to lay with me. He'll lay in the bed for a midday nap, but leaves the second I lay down. He will wake up in the middle of being fully asleep just to leave. We have physical intimacy time regularly, but even that is like checking off a box. I enjoy it. He claims to enjoy it. But there is absolutely no talking or cuddling after. He's never said something nice to me unprompted. I've actually asked direct questions about his favorite thing about me, why he loves me, etc. I'm not a "beat around the bush" kind of person. I clearly, actively, consistently, and sometimes loudly communicate how I feel or what I need. He seems to try his best to meet those needs as long as they are not emotional. He doesn't necessarily say regular mean things, but the dryness is hurtful. He doesn't show any interest when I talk about my day or my interests, but has no problem talking about his day or his interests. He won't even watch TV with me, even though he spends the majority of his time watching TV that interests him. Holidays are the same. It's checking off the boxes. Flowers, gift, card (that he always manages to "forget" the envelope for and "didn't have a pen" to sign).
I've tried to address this in many ways. Marriage counselor. Informal relationship check-ins. Marriage book. The counselor was too much. The check-ins were not enough. The book seemed to help the most. But, he's always made it clear that he "is only doing it for me" and doesn't like it or care about it. To him, it's a book. To me, it's a tool to enhance our relationship and fall back in love. It IS our relationship, or a pathway to a good one at least. He's recently started to fully refuse to work on it with me, saying it doesn't help. I, actually, thought it was helping a lot. He started to feel like my friend and not just my roommate. But it seems like that may be exactly why he doesn't want to keep doing it. It seems like he doesn't think we should be friends.
We recently go into a small argument. Some snide remarks were made that led to a rabbit hole ending in him saying he wouldn't care if I had a boyfriend on the side. Now, I don't actually believe that he wouldn't care. But I think he'd care for how it looks and not how it feels. I genuinely don't think his feelings would be hurt if I actually found someone to entertain me. It's not even on the table, though. I don't want anyone else. I want my husband. But I'm starting to feel pathetic and like I'm begging someone to love me that never will. He's just not interested in a loving relationship with me.
I suppose it's also important to mention that he has what most people would consider a drinking problem. He's not mean or aggressive. It doesn't get in the way of his job. However, he drinks beer everyday and falls asleep. He doesn't have issues waking up. In fact, he wakes me and our daughters up in the mornings. Because it doesn't impact the functioning of his days, he doesn't view it as a problem. I know it's too much and I know it most likely has everything to do with why he is so distant with me. It's like he has an affair with alcohol. It will always mean more to him. It's an addiction. But, he won't view it that way. And it won't change. And I'm left here clinging to the moments in between and feeling alone.
I won't be divorcing him. So, I guess my question is How do I manage to exist in this "picture perfect", lonely, lacking in love life without completely losing my mind? How do I stay content without clinging to the hopes that he'll maybe love me? I've never been the type to be interested in how things appear to others. I want actual love and joy. This is tearing me apart and I don't know how to continue as a calm, regulated, mindful person. And ultimately, I fear this will inhibit my ability to be the best yoga instructor I can be.
2024.05.19 16:34 The_Winter_War9 [M4A] A Dance With Death (Mythological)
(Having Discord gets you first in line)
In the distant past, where gods and goddesses ruled over the land of man, there was one being that no one knew anything about. The being was able to strike fear in the hearts of mortals, reminding them of their inevitable fate. His appearance gloomed the very skies, making even the animals and flowers weep for what was to come. The being was cloaked in black and swifter than Zeus's lighting, able to travel between the realms at a moment's notice without anyone knowing he was there. This being was called Death, an ancient primordial that came into existence after Ymir was slain by the sons of Bor, and his body became the very ground mortals walk on. The emergence of Death was a fickle thing for the gods, since each pantheon had a different view of the being. Most of the Greek Pantheon held little regard for Death, simply seeing the being as something that controlled and feared mortals in the most primal way. The Norse pantheon was different, holding a slight fear of the primordial being, with Odin trying to find ways to hopefully avoid the prophesied fate he saw for himself. And as for the Egyptian pantheon, they didn't fear or hold Death in little regard, seeing the being as a fact of life that would come for everyone eventually and wasn't something to be avoided.
While the relationship between Death and most of the pantheons was slightly rocky, it would all escalate with three simple events. For the Egyptians, it was the death of the mighty Osiris, but his fate didn't change their view of death in the slightest. The Norse grew more fearful of the primordial being after the tragic death of Baldr, something orchestrated by the trickster god Loki. And as for the Greeks, they would finally see Death as a true threat after they received word that the great god of the wilderness, Pan, was dead. Now having confirmation that even the great gods of Olympus could be felled by the primordial being, the Greek pantheon called for a summit, demanding that all the gods meet in order to discuss the arising issue with Death. At the summit, only the Norse and Greek pantheons arrived, with the Egyptians wanting nothing to do with the possible scheme that was possibly going to be planned. Alongside their absence were the absences of Hades, Persephone, and Hermes, gods who had no slight with Death and weren't about to betray him. Nonetheless, the summit would commence, with the remaining gods concocting a plan in secret.
After a mere fortnight, the scheme concocted by the gods would commenceāa scheme to hopefully deal with Death and prevent the deaths of any more immortal beings. While the actual plan was lost upon the deed being completed, the folly of the gods would be successful, and Death would be captured. The being would be chained behind several layers of stone in a hidden grotto, his limbs held in place by vines and a mystical rope, preventing any movement. Despite his capture, the work of Death wouldn't be slowed, as new gods such as Thanatos would come into existence the very same day, continuing the work of the primordial. But Death himself would remain chained in the hidden grotto, placed in a mystical slumber, and simply lie dormant until someone freed him.
Hello there, everyone! I'm here today with a small prompt that I hope you'll all heavily enjoy! With the early access release of Hades 2 and the release of Epic: The Underworld Saga, I've been getting back into mythology, which inspired me to write this post! As you can tell, this world is set in a place where Greek, Norse, and Egyptian myths collide, forming a world ripe with gods, heroes, and monsters that can be explored! Also inside this world is a being simply known as Death, a primordial being that has been around longer than any major pantheon and plays a role in every mortal's life! At least, that was until he was captured by the gods and left to rot in a hidden grotto! But that's where your character comes in, my friends!
Since this roleplay is taking place in a large mythological world, feel free to get creative with your characters! You could play as one of the existing gods, a hero of legend, a villain of infamy, a magical creature, or even just a regular person! The choice is fully up to you, my friends! But don't be afraid to get creative when it comes to your character! Perhaps you decide to play Demeter, one of the key orchestrators of the plot against Death, who's plagued with guilt and decided to release the being? Maybe you decide to take the shoes of a mighty Jotun who stumbles upon the cave and decides to release Death in exchange for a favor? Or possibly you just play a mortal who becomes stuck in the grotto and finds this primordial being? The choice is up to you!
PSA- A ref of your character or a description would be appreciated. If you have any questions, feel free and ask.
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In the distant past, where gods and goddesses ruled over the land of man, there was one being that no one knew anything about. The being was able to strike fear in the hearts of mortals, reminding them of their inevitable fate. His appearance gloomed the very skies, making even the animals and flowers weep for what was to come. The being was cloaked in black and swifter than Zeus's lighting, able to travel between the realms at a moment's notice without anyone knowing he was there. This being was called Death, an ancient primordial that came into existence after Ymir was slain by the sons of Bor, and his body became the very ground mortals walk on. The emergence of Death was a fickle thing for the gods, since each pantheon had a different view of the being. Most of the Greek Pantheon held little regard for Death, simply seeing the being as something that controlled and feared mortals in the most primal way. The Norse pantheon was different, holding a slight fear of the primordial being, with Odin trying to find ways to hopefully avoid the prophesied fate he saw for himself. And as for the Egyptian pantheon, they didn't fear or hold Death in little regard, seeing the being as a fact of life that would come for everyone eventually and wasn't something to be avoided.
While the relationship between Death and most of the pantheons was slightly rocky, it would all escalate with three simple events. For the Egyptians, it was the death of the mighty Osiris, but his fate didn't change their view of death in the slightest. The Norse grew more fearful of the primordial being after the tragic death of Baldr, something orchestrated by the trickster god Loki. And as for the Greeks, they would finally see Death as a true threat after they received word that the great god of the wilderness, Pan, was dead. Now having confirmation that even the great gods of Olympus could be felled by the primordial being, the Greek pantheon called for a summit, demanding that all the gods meet in order to discuss the arising issue with Death. At the summit, only the Norse and Greek pantheons arrived, with the Egyptians wanting nothing to do with the possible scheme that was possibly going to be planned. Alongside their absence were the absences of Hades, Persephone, and Hermes, gods who had no slight with Death and weren't about to betray him. Nonetheless, the summit would commence, with the remaining gods concocting a plan in secret.
After a mere fortnight, the scheme concocted by the gods would commenceāa scheme to hopefully deal with Death and prevent the deaths of any more immortal beings. While the actual plan was lost upon the deed being completed, the folly of the gods would be successful, and Death would be captured. The being would be chained behind several layers of stone in a hidden grotto, his limbs held in place by vines and a mystical rope, preventing any movement. Despite his capture, the work of Death wouldn't be slowed, as new gods such as Thanatos would come into existence the very same day, continuing the work of the primordial. But Death himself would remain chained in the hidden grotto, placed in a mystical slumber, and simply lie dormant until someone freed him.
Hello there, everyone! I'm here today with a small prompt that I hope you'll all heavily enjoy! With the early access release of Hades 2 and the release of Epic: The Underworld Saga, I've been getting back into mythology, which inspired me to write this post! As you can tell, this world is set in a place where Greek, Norse, and Egyptian myths collide, forming a world ripe with gods, heroes, and monsters that can be explored! Also inside this world is a being simply known as Death, a primordial being that has been around longer than any major pantheon and plays a role in every mortal's life! At least, that was until he was captured by the gods and left to rot in a hidden grotto! But that's where your character comes in, my friends!
Since this roleplay is taking place in a large mythological world, feel free to get creative with your characters! You could play as one of the existing gods, a hero of legend, a villain of infamy, a magical creature, or even just a regular person! The choice is fully up to you, my friends! But don't be afraid to get creative when it comes to your character! Perhaps you decide to play Demeter, one of the key orchestrators of the plot against Death, who's plagued with guilt and decided to release the being? Maybe you decide to take the shoes of a mighty Jotun who stumbles upon the cave and decides to release Death in exchange for a favor? Or possibly you just play a mortal who becomes stuck in the grotto and finds this primordial being? The choice is up to you!
PSA- A ref of your character or a description would be appreciated. If you have any questions, feel free and ask.
2024.05.19 16:15 Virtual_Mode_5026 The Spirited Away Connection
I donāt think āChihiroā is fully about the film, but just uses analogies to the film as a reference to something in Billieās personal life that she feels resonates with her whenever she watches it.
However Iāll point out what I think these references are.
āSaid you wonāt forget my nameā In the film, the antagonist, Yubaba claims ownership of people who work for her in the Bathhouse by taking their names from them and assigning them new ones.
They can no longer remember their old names (Chihiro, Kohaku) and now go by the ones Yubaba wants. (Sen, Haku, Lin/Rin, Kamaji)
When Haku brings her old clothes to her to keep safe, they have her real name and a farewell card from a friend on it which still has her real name.
This way she canāt forget.
When she remembers she fell into the Kohaku River (before it was drained) as a toddler, a dragon (Haku) saved her.
She reveals to him that his name is the Kohaku River, because as a River God, he is the Kohaku River and the boy and the dragon are just more tangible forms it takes.
So now sheās freed him and he remembers he wasnāt always a just a spirit. His river, he was drained and died and ended up in the Spirit World.
āAnd thatās when you found me. I was waiting in the garden. Contemplating, beg your pardon.ā
There is a scene where after Chihiro gets overwhelmed, visiting her parents in the pig pen, she runs out into a garden. She sits down in front of a flower wall of rhododendrons and others.
Probably worrying about her parents and how she could find a way to fix it.
Haku finds her and gives her the clothes.
āBut thereās a part of me that recognises you. Do you feel it too?ā
This is mutual. Haku has lost his identity, but he does know that heās known Chihiro since she was very small.
Chihiro also later remembers Haku as the dragon that saved her later on.
Thereās also mentions of āopening up the door.ā
Doorways and entrances are symbolic in the film. Which is fitting for the album cover.
She enters a new realm-The Spirit World and the door to the Bathhouse, the elevator, Yubabaās office, the Shoji door for the sleeping quarters, Zenibaās cottage are all entrances to ārealms within a realmā.
There are others I think Iām missing, perhaps someone else can fill in the bits I missed.
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However Iāll point out what I think these references are.
āSaid you wonāt forget my nameā In the film, the antagonist, Yubaba claims ownership of people who work for her in the Bathhouse by taking their names from them and assigning them new ones.
They can no longer remember their old names (Chihiro, Kohaku) and now go by the ones Yubaba wants. (Sen, Haku, Lin/Rin, Kamaji)
When Haku brings her old clothes to her to keep safe, they have her real name and a farewell card from a friend on it which still has her real name.
This way she canāt forget.
When she remembers she fell into the Kohaku River (before it was drained) as a toddler, a dragon (Haku) saved her.
She reveals to him that his name is the Kohaku River, because as a River God, he is the Kohaku River and the boy and the dragon are just more tangible forms it takes.
So now sheās freed him and he remembers he wasnāt always a just a spirit. His river, he was drained and died and ended up in the Spirit World.
āAnd thatās when you found me. I was waiting in the garden. Contemplating, beg your pardon.ā
There is a scene where after Chihiro gets overwhelmed, visiting her parents in the pig pen, she runs out into a garden. She sits down in front of a flower wall of rhododendrons and others.
Probably worrying about her parents and how she could find a way to fix it.
Haku finds her and gives her the clothes.
āBut thereās a part of me that recognises you. Do you feel it too?ā
This is mutual. Haku has lost his identity, but he does know that heās known Chihiro since she was very small.
Chihiro also later remembers Haku as the dragon that saved her later on.
Thereās also mentions of āopening up the door.ā
Doorways and entrances are symbolic in the film. Which is fitting for the album cover.
She enters a new realm-The Spirit World and the door to the Bathhouse, the elevator, Yubabaās office, the Shoji door for the sleeping quarters, Zenibaās cottage are all entrances to ārealms within a realmā.
There are others I think Iām missing, perhaps someone else can fill in the bits I missed.
2024.05.19 16:09 finnleyyyyy Hello!
Hello! Lately I've been struggling more than usually and decided to look for some sort of group where I can be understood or look for advice. But I wonder if my presence here is actually okay after reading the rules?
To start, I'm 17 and diagnosed with unspecified personality disorder because of complexity of my case: I'm auDHD and have CPTSD + my new psychiatrist doesn't really diagnose her patients, they just prescribed medication for symptoms. My symptoms though are very heavily leaning towards BPD since a long time already. I've been in therapy for years and only now was managed to find the one that is actually helping me the way I need it (don't get me wrong, the one before did help: because of it I managed to work on my very bad possessiveness and jealousy, and in general behaviours that were harmful towards other people, leaving me with ones that harm ONLY me 99% of the time).
But despite slowly being able to discover who I am, finding my identity a little by little (I can answer questions like what is my favourite colour, food, flower, season, etc. and I'm incredibly happy about it!) I'm still massively struggling. My mood swings, abandonment issues, anger outbursts, extreme attachment to people, etc. are making it hard and sometimes I really need to talk to someone who would understand.
That's why I thought about joining this channel! But when I read the rules, the one about diagnosis to be exact, I wonder if its okay? I really don't want to intrude on someone's safe space.
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To start, I'm 17 and diagnosed with unspecified personality disorder because of complexity of my case: I'm auDHD and have CPTSD + my new psychiatrist doesn't really diagnose her patients, they just prescribed medication for symptoms. My symptoms though are very heavily leaning towards BPD since a long time already. I've been in therapy for years and only now was managed to find the one that is actually helping me the way I need it (don't get me wrong, the one before did help: because of it I managed to work on my very bad possessiveness and jealousy, and in general behaviours that were harmful towards other people, leaving me with ones that harm ONLY me 99% of the time).
But despite slowly being able to discover who I am, finding my identity a little by little (I can answer questions like what is my favourite colour, food, flower, season, etc. and I'm incredibly happy about it!) I'm still massively struggling. My mood swings, abandonment issues, anger outbursts, extreme attachment to people, etc. are making it hard and sometimes I really need to talk to someone who would understand.
That's why I thought about joining this channel! But when I read the rules, the one about diagnosis to be exact, I wonder if its okay? I really don't want to intrude on someone's safe space.
2024.05.19 15:45 micdemp Some questions and thoughts
I have known for a while I didnāt have a visual memory. Close my eyes and canāt picture anything at all. See lights and sometimes floaters on my eyeballs, but impossible to visualise anything. I also have no inner voice. I have no memory of ever having either. So until recently I didnāt know about the inner voice so wondering how I think is different. Memories, I have them but I canāt visualise and I remember conversations as the happen but no voices to them. I know if I have seen a movie, I know the plot, dialogue but itās just there. I can recall it. Same with music, can remember lyrics of songs I havenāt heard in years. Do others have the same? Names, I struggle with names as I canāt put the face to a name. I will know I met them before but canāt put a name to them. End up calling people matey a lot! Not good lol. Imagination, I can imagine scenarios, but itās like a script if I write it down it just flows. I do dream canāt recall always but I do dream. Always thought I dreamt in black and white but thinking more on it I donāt think it is visual at all. Just thoughts. I can read very fast, easily absorbing the information especially fiction. Slightly harder with required information but still fast. I work in IT and I can debug logs and systems extremely efficiently. I found if someone came to me with an idea for a program or a use case, I can quickly grasp it to the point I can see blockers. But not visually just seem to know. Guess I am just trying to understand how others perceive these, with and without visual memory & inner voice.
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2024.05.19 15:44 Bushels_of_ash [MF] The 9th of May
There is some potentially triggering content in this story
Did you know that memories arenāt real? No? Not really, you can misremember or change a memory without ever knowing you have. Itās a sinisterly important fact for me, some would be worried but I find it freeing, I can share this memory without fear or shame. I most likely havenāt remembered what happened as it happened, and considering what happened on the 9th of May all those years ago, Iād say itās likely I donāt remember. Itās a relief really that memories arenāt real; I have always hated talking about my memories, about myself in general. In my experience, people are not interested in what I have to say, unless it relates to them or it makes me look less than them. Maybe itās all in my head, everything is really. Iām not the most people friendly these days, I think you could call me a cynic, I call myself a cynic, but Iāll try and keep true to this memory, without the influence of hindsight and my cynicism.
Itās about that puddle and the 9th of May. Why the specifically the 9th of May? Well I donāt actually know why that day, it could have easily been the 8th, the difference is hours. I do wish I could change the setting; itās almost poetic, I could always be misremembering, it was a long time ago, and I have been told many times since that I have a flair for the dramatic. A dark and rainy night, with the wind howling, well thatās a backdrop I can enjoy.
Iām sorry. Let me start at the beginning for the sake of clarity, otherwise Iāll never finish what I start to say, and Iāll never say what I need to say.
Once upon a time I went to a party. I enjoyed drinking back then, a healthy amount for most people, but for me, a dangerous amount, I had a tendency to get inside my head when I drink.
No again Iām sorry, thatās not the memory I want to share, I want to tell the 9th of May, I think this memory will be harder to tell than I first thought.
It was a birthday party for a friend, well a friend of a friend, I knew two people there, I was speaking my wisdom at the party, normally people would just nod and slide away from that kind of wisdom, but this was during the university days, everyone is intelligent, insightful and understanding at university. We few were the self-proclaimed leaders of the future, and so understood all, my green wisdom spewed with no start or finish was always well received. I remember some of what I said, you can walk into any pub or club and listen to the drunkest person in the room, they would have spewed the same wisdom, wisdom that I thought at the time was original and wise, but really was just old sentiment repeated with new words. Despite what I wanted at the time, wisdom comes with age, not self-assurance.
But this time was my spring years, that sweet age just before I faced reality, the real harsh reality of life, I had just begun to explore the world inside my bubble, and my exploration lead me onto the well-trodden path of clubbing and drinking, the respectable rebellion. I began as I always did, by talking, talking of going to some event, a lecture, a monument, an underground pub, of all the things I could do that evening, the places I could go, I and the other future leaders of the world, the potential was ours to squander. This ended as it always would, in that night club, the very same one I would always go to, my slice of reality.
Apologies my dear reader, I have a cynical mind, itās hard to keep at bay, Iāll admit that I havenāt really tried to keep it from being an influence here, I canāt seem to help myself, but this next part of the memory is less clear, but I can relay it with a real, shame filled joy. This part of the memory feels more like a dream now, I donāt have the energy to do what I did that night, I donāt have the energy for much these days, I think that makes the memory more fond to me, drinking, dancing, worry free. Maybe fond was the wrong word to use here, jealous is more fitting, jealous of the innocence and time I wasted. The power of a drink back then was incredible; I miss the feeling, that burn in the mouth, the after taste, the saliva, the heat in your chest, and that feeling of being unstoppable. Of course drink has more than one effect, and while Iād like to believe my cloudy memory is caused by false and misremembered facts, or by the merging of a hundred single nights into one endless night, thatās too poetic. No, the memory is clouded by the amount I drunk that night, and many years after as I tried to forget this very memory.
Yet despite this, even now, the fragments still makes me smile, whether itās because I enjoy the memories of the innocence I held then, or Iām jealous of them I cannot say, Iām a self-proclaimed cynic, not a philosopher or a psychologist, Iāll leave the analysis to better men than me. Instead Iāll try to give you an idea of what happened in the club without my opinions bleeding through. This night in the club was no different from all the others, they all start the same. Moving around the club in a daze, my head feeling big and unsteady, but also incredibly light and empty, my fingertips warm, my feet numb, I remember dancing to songs, dancing on tables, screaming out lyrics, smoking outside, stealing a bottle of champagne, fixing my hair in a mirror, buying a round of drinks, the lights flashing, the bass thumping, fog spewing, standing on my own staring at the old chandelier, crawling on the floor looking for money, I remember walking out the club and how quiet everything seemed in comparison while I tried to keep standing in the night air, looking at my hands, how bright the lights were, how blurry the world seemed and how beautiful the moon was that night.
Here, here the memory starts to come back into focus, the bright street lights and night air always helped me to sober up at night, plus Iāve always enjoyed being outside in the dark night or under the moonlight, I find it comforting to stand under the moon, itās as if Iām suddenly alive.
As I came to my senses my memory sharpened, but thatās all, my drunkenness remained. I was with a couple of friends, some who I had been at the party with and some who I met in the club, we got food, and we spent such a long time talking, our conversations were mixed, some happy, some sad, all just more green wisdom. Much later on, me and my friend, maybe the one I went to the party with (it might have been someone else, whoās to say?), walked back towards our homes not because we wanted to walk as we said over and over to our screeching friends, but because the taxi was expensive and we couldnāt afford it, we lived in different places but close enough that we could walk together. Its funny to think of this moment, back then I had the money for a taxi, but I wouldnāt spend it on a taxi, now that Iām a poor man, Iāll spend money I donāt have on taxis I donāt need, apparently the youthful idiot I was, was wiser than I am now in some regards after all.
I donāt remember walking with my friend, or rather, I know where we went, how long it took and what we probably talked about, I had walked this walk so many times before this night, and so many after, they are all the same memory to me now, I enjoyed the walking in the night, the exhilaration of that has stayed with me more than the company on those walks. I always used to break it down into three segments, and so thatās how it comes back to me now. Leaving the club, past the library, past the race track, over the river across the bridge, up the steep hill, past the first university gates (which were actually the back gates), round the campus on the public roads, to the second gates (which are the main gates), a long walk with company, a painfully short one with alone. He was still living on the Campus my friend, I lived about ten minutes away from the campus, I said goodbye and goodnight, we agreed to speak in the morning if we survived. He went through the back gates and headed towards the halls, I continued on my way, onto the second segment of the walk past the gates. I was on my own for the rest of the walk; this happened a lot, both during my university days and many years after. I lived on the opposite side of the campus to most of my friends so this part of the walk was always mine alone, even when I started the night with the people I lived with. I didnāt mind, it was nice to enjoy the feeling of being drunk without having to show I was drunk, a few assured moments of peace under the moon light. I never deviated from my path, round the outside of the campus, opposite some housing estates, till I got next to a little shop that sold cheap, bottles of spirit. I would always stop for a moment to wish that shop was open.
Then it was down that straight road, the final part of my walk, big houses on either side, well-lit but not busy. It looked like it was a five minute walk but once you started it felt like it was never ending, and at the end of the night, in the night air, it was never ending. Sometimes I would run, sprint to see if I could make it to the end of that road without stopping, something to break the monotony of walking, other times to tire myself out so I could fall straight to sleep, and sometimes just because I wanted to run. Nearly every day for two years I walked down that road to go clubbing shopping or studying, to go for a meal, see a film, meet a friend, it was a constant part of my life, an unwanted companion and witness. Walking down that road, reader I donāt think Iām able to describe how I hated that road, but I always walked down that road, there were other ways I could walk, quicker ways, but I always took that road.
This particular night, actually at this point I suppose it was the morning. I was walking down that road in the rain and dark between the streetlights, bitterly cold staring straight into a street light walking on the right hand side. Iād always walk on the right hand side, Iām not sure why, whenever I walked on the left I had a bad day. Except for on the 9th, the 9th is the one exception.
I have no clue where the car came from; I didnāt see it until after the jump, just a blurred headlight, a door, a wing mirror. The driver, the make, the model, even the color is a mystery. It appeared and left like a phantom. There was no thought, I moved forward, but I donāt recognize that I was the one who leapt forward.
I remember the fall. I fell backwards. As if my strings had been cut and I fell limp into the puddle, there was no splash as I landed in that puddle.
The feeling I felt in that puddle, it was something I had never felt before or since, an overwhelming pull I was powerless against, I pray to never to feel it again.
Should I describe it? How to describe it? I have to describe it. I can describe the fear it inspired, but not yet, itās easier to describe fear, but this isnāt meant to be easy, this memory never is. No the actual feeling, thatās harder, It wasnāt a happy emotion, not a powerful emotion, not a sad emotion. Hopelessness? Yes it was hopelessness. Nothing more, nothing less. No hope for the future, no point to anything, I think it is possibly the only time I felt hopelessness. You canāt live without hope.
I couldnāt stand could I? No, I wouldnāt have laid there if I could, to begin with I didnāt want to, didnāt care to, my legs wouldnāt move, arms were like stone, every muscle in my body cramped, I could feel everything. My eyes were open, rain hitting them, rain dripped from my lips to my chin, it tickled. The fingertips were warm, hair moved, stand by stand off my face. Puddle water lapped against my cheek, socks soaking up water, shirt getting tighter and heavier, jacket sleeves filling up with water, keys and wallet resting on my leg. I just lay there staring at nothing, seeing nothing.
I think to begin with I was gone; that everything I held myself up to and was trying to achieve, had suddenly left me, except my memories, memories that werenāt real. For the longest time thatās how I was, empty, even down to my emotions there was nothing I laid there empty. I could feel my body, but I couldnāt move it, I wasnāt welcome, I felt awkward, out of place. Iām not sure how long I lay there, dead (I had to be dead because I had no hope), it could have been a minute; it could have been hours, days or years.
The light was wrong. It was dark, only the light seemed to come from a streetlight, the sky was empty, the moon had left me.
Some portion of my mind came back, I started crying, I had failed, failed at even this simple task, I lay for a long time waiting, waiting for something else to come, I should have gotten up, but I just lay there waiting, I was muttering my secret . If that had been my mind for the rest of my days, I would have spent those days in that puddle unmoving; declared brain dead on the spot. The moment raises such disgust in me, I grieved my most important failure, hated my greatest success.
Iād like to lie here, to say anything other than the truth, to save myself the pain and the shame, but I said I would try to tell this memory as it was, not as I wish it, so while Iād like to say I had a vison, a burst of strength, that hope returned to me, I canāt, because in reality it was two words that saved me.
Two words. The Two words that cut through it all. Iām still not sure if I just heard them from somewhere else, said it myself or imagined it afterwards. āGet upā it was angry, disgusted, the words were almost spat out, āGet upā.
Those words have burned themselves into my mind, and affected me every day since. The fear and inspiration it awoke in my mind, throat pricked and butterflies in my stomach, anxiety. Next to the hopelessness it seemed like life had spoken, with a voice that wielded fear.
I took control of my body thenā¦ā¦
No dear reader I didnātā¦. I am almost finished, I have to be true to the memory, I canāt spare myself now, itās too late for me to take it back.
I didnāt take control, I wasnāt there yet, it took me such a long time to regain control again, but it gave my eyes back to me for I had seen nothing long before the fall. I watched as fear drove me, took the strings of my life and moved them, dragging my shell in the dust, screaming.
I cursed everyone and everything, hated myself for what had happened, Oh and the fear, fear of the voice, fear of dying, the fear that someone would see me at this moment, see me and misunderstand me, I didnāt want to die,(I donāt want to die now) I was terrified that I had tried to die, terrified I didnāt know where that urge came from, that moment of energy and intention that was actioned without the consent of my mind, that I was powerless against.
Fear drove me, commanded me out of that puddle. Iād gone insane, truly, completely, utterly mad, I was dragging myself to the curb, screaming, crying, laughing, I ripped my finger nails out, shredded my palms and hands into bloody messes my knees into bruised pulp, my head and face cut by being dragged along.
I heaved up that curb fucking curb, shaking. I started to stand and scramble forward, to escape that spot, that puddle on that road. I stood up hunched and bent, buffet by the wind, laughing, crying, waving my hands in all directions spitting, shouting, wiping blood on my jeans, I was staggering side to side shaking, soaked to the bone, I was mad, insane, disgraced and humiliated.
Why say more? I wonāt go further, there is so much more but to understand itā¦. This was not the place for such memories. That moment all those years ago, was not the eureka moment, the next day I turned this into a joke, a story to tell.
To this day, I cannot tell you what really happened that night all those years ago, as I sit here writing and rewriting the words over and over. I donāt think Iāll ever understand it. I wonder what would happened if I could relive that night again, doing everything again now. This was the time that my bubble began to burst and the real world hit me like a wave. Perhaps it was just a moment of growing pains. Iāve said it before, Iām only a cynic, all I have left is the memory of the 9th of May, a memory I visit daily.
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Did you know that memories arenāt real? No? Not really, you can misremember or change a memory without ever knowing you have. Itās a sinisterly important fact for me, some would be worried but I find it freeing, I can share this memory without fear or shame. I most likely havenāt remembered what happened as it happened, and considering what happened on the 9th of May all those years ago, Iād say itās likely I donāt remember. Itās a relief really that memories arenāt real; I have always hated talking about my memories, about myself in general. In my experience, people are not interested in what I have to say, unless it relates to them or it makes me look less than them. Maybe itās all in my head, everything is really. Iām not the most people friendly these days, I think you could call me a cynic, I call myself a cynic, but Iāll try and keep true to this memory, without the influence of hindsight and my cynicism.
Itās about that puddle and the 9th of May. Why the specifically the 9th of May? Well I donāt actually know why that day, it could have easily been the 8th, the difference is hours. I do wish I could change the setting; itās almost poetic, I could always be misremembering, it was a long time ago, and I have been told many times since that I have a flair for the dramatic. A dark and rainy night, with the wind howling, well thatās a backdrop I can enjoy.
Iām sorry. Let me start at the beginning for the sake of clarity, otherwise Iāll never finish what I start to say, and Iāll never say what I need to say.
Once upon a time I went to a party. I enjoyed drinking back then, a healthy amount for most people, but for me, a dangerous amount, I had a tendency to get inside my head when I drink.
No again Iām sorry, thatās not the memory I want to share, I want to tell the 9th of May, I think this memory will be harder to tell than I first thought.
It was a birthday party for a friend, well a friend of a friend, I knew two people there, I was speaking my wisdom at the party, normally people would just nod and slide away from that kind of wisdom, but this was during the university days, everyone is intelligent, insightful and understanding at university. We few were the self-proclaimed leaders of the future, and so understood all, my green wisdom spewed with no start or finish was always well received. I remember some of what I said, you can walk into any pub or club and listen to the drunkest person in the room, they would have spewed the same wisdom, wisdom that I thought at the time was original and wise, but really was just old sentiment repeated with new words. Despite what I wanted at the time, wisdom comes with age, not self-assurance.
But this time was my spring years, that sweet age just before I faced reality, the real harsh reality of life, I had just begun to explore the world inside my bubble, and my exploration lead me onto the well-trodden path of clubbing and drinking, the respectable rebellion. I began as I always did, by talking, talking of going to some event, a lecture, a monument, an underground pub, of all the things I could do that evening, the places I could go, I and the other future leaders of the world, the potential was ours to squander. This ended as it always would, in that night club, the very same one I would always go to, my slice of reality.
Apologies my dear reader, I have a cynical mind, itās hard to keep at bay, Iāll admit that I havenāt really tried to keep it from being an influence here, I canāt seem to help myself, but this next part of the memory is less clear, but I can relay it with a real, shame filled joy. This part of the memory feels more like a dream now, I donāt have the energy to do what I did that night, I donāt have the energy for much these days, I think that makes the memory more fond to me, drinking, dancing, worry free. Maybe fond was the wrong word to use here, jealous is more fitting, jealous of the innocence and time I wasted. The power of a drink back then was incredible; I miss the feeling, that burn in the mouth, the after taste, the saliva, the heat in your chest, and that feeling of being unstoppable. Of course drink has more than one effect, and while Iād like to believe my cloudy memory is caused by false and misremembered facts, or by the merging of a hundred single nights into one endless night, thatās too poetic. No, the memory is clouded by the amount I drunk that night, and many years after as I tried to forget this very memory.
Yet despite this, even now, the fragments still makes me smile, whether itās because I enjoy the memories of the innocence I held then, or Iām jealous of them I cannot say, Iām a self-proclaimed cynic, not a philosopher or a psychologist, Iāll leave the analysis to better men than me. Instead Iāll try to give you an idea of what happened in the club without my opinions bleeding through. This night in the club was no different from all the others, they all start the same. Moving around the club in a daze, my head feeling big and unsteady, but also incredibly light and empty, my fingertips warm, my feet numb, I remember dancing to songs, dancing on tables, screaming out lyrics, smoking outside, stealing a bottle of champagne, fixing my hair in a mirror, buying a round of drinks, the lights flashing, the bass thumping, fog spewing, standing on my own staring at the old chandelier, crawling on the floor looking for money, I remember walking out the club and how quiet everything seemed in comparison while I tried to keep standing in the night air, looking at my hands, how bright the lights were, how blurry the world seemed and how beautiful the moon was that night.
Here, here the memory starts to come back into focus, the bright street lights and night air always helped me to sober up at night, plus Iāve always enjoyed being outside in the dark night or under the moonlight, I find it comforting to stand under the moon, itās as if Iām suddenly alive.
As I came to my senses my memory sharpened, but thatās all, my drunkenness remained. I was with a couple of friends, some who I had been at the party with and some who I met in the club, we got food, and we spent such a long time talking, our conversations were mixed, some happy, some sad, all just more green wisdom. Much later on, me and my friend, maybe the one I went to the party with (it might have been someone else, whoās to say?), walked back towards our homes not because we wanted to walk as we said over and over to our screeching friends, but because the taxi was expensive and we couldnāt afford it, we lived in different places but close enough that we could walk together. Its funny to think of this moment, back then I had the money for a taxi, but I wouldnāt spend it on a taxi, now that Iām a poor man, Iāll spend money I donāt have on taxis I donāt need, apparently the youthful idiot I was, was wiser than I am now in some regards after all.
I donāt remember walking with my friend, or rather, I know where we went, how long it took and what we probably talked about, I had walked this walk so many times before this night, and so many after, they are all the same memory to me now, I enjoyed the walking in the night, the exhilaration of that has stayed with me more than the company on those walks. I always used to break it down into three segments, and so thatās how it comes back to me now. Leaving the club, past the library, past the race track, over the river across the bridge, up the steep hill, past the first university gates (which were actually the back gates), round the campus on the public roads, to the second gates (which are the main gates), a long walk with company, a painfully short one with alone. He was still living on the Campus my friend, I lived about ten minutes away from the campus, I said goodbye and goodnight, we agreed to speak in the morning if we survived. He went through the back gates and headed towards the halls, I continued on my way, onto the second segment of the walk past the gates. I was on my own for the rest of the walk; this happened a lot, both during my university days and many years after. I lived on the opposite side of the campus to most of my friends so this part of the walk was always mine alone, even when I started the night with the people I lived with. I didnāt mind, it was nice to enjoy the feeling of being drunk without having to show I was drunk, a few assured moments of peace under the moon light. I never deviated from my path, round the outside of the campus, opposite some housing estates, till I got next to a little shop that sold cheap, bottles of spirit. I would always stop for a moment to wish that shop was open.
Then it was down that straight road, the final part of my walk, big houses on either side, well-lit but not busy. It looked like it was a five minute walk but once you started it felt like it was never ending, and at the end of the night, in the night air, it was never ending. Sometimes I would run, sprint to see if I could make it to the end of that road without stopping, something to break the monotony of walking, other times to tire myself out so I could fall straight to sleep, and sometimes just because I wanted to run. Nearly every day for two years I walked down that road to go clubbing shopping or studying, to go for a meal, see a film, meet a friend, it was a constant part of my life, an unwanted companion and witness. Walking down that road, reader I donāt think Iām able to describe how I hated that road, but I always walked down that road, there were other ways I could walk, quicker ways, but I always took that road.
This particular night, actually at this point I suppose it was the morning. I was walking down that road in the rain and dark between the streetlights, bitterly cold staring straight into a street light walking on the right hand side. Iād always walk on the right hand side, Iām not sure why, whenever I walked on the left I had a bad day. Except for on the 9th, the 9th is the one exception.
I have no clue where the car came from; I didnāt see it until after the jump, just a blurred headlight, a door, a wing mirror. The driver, the make, the model, even the color is a mystery. It appeared and left like a phantom. There was no thought, I moved forward, but I donāt recognize that I was the one who leapt forward.
I remember the fall. I fell backwards. As if my strings had been cut and I fell limp into the puddle, there was no splash as I landed in that puddle.
The feeling I felt in that puddle, it was something I had never felt before or since, an overwhelming pull I was powerless against, I pray to never to feel it again.
Should I describe it? How to describe it? I have to describe it. I can describe the fear it inspired, but not yet, itās easier to describe fear, but this isnāt meant to be easy, this memory never is. No the actual feeling, thatās harder, It wasnāt a happy emotion, not a powerful emotion, not a sad emotion. Hopelessness? Yes it was hopelessness. Nothing more, nothing less. No hope for the future, no point to anything, I think it is possibly the only time I felt hopelessness. You canāt live without hope.
I couldnāt stand could I? No, I wouldnāt have laid there if I could, to begin with I didnāt want to, didnāt care to, my legs wouldnāt move, arms were like stone, every muscle in my body cramped, I could feel everything. My eyes were open, rain hitting them, rain dripped from my lips to my chin, it tickled. The fingertips were warm, hair moved, stand by stand off my face. Puddle water lapped against my cheek, socks soaking up water, shirt getting tighter and heavier, jacket sleeves filling up with water, keys and wallet resting on my leg. I just lay there staring at nothing, seeing nothing.
I think to begin with I was gone; that everything I held myself up to and was trying to achieve, had suddenly left me, except my memories, memories that werenāt real. For the longest time thatās how I was, empty, even down to my emotions there was nothing I laid there empty. I could feel my body, but I couldnāt move it, I wasnāt welcome, I felt awkward, out of place. Iām not sure how long I lay there, dead (I had to be dead because I had no hope), it could have been a minute; it could have been hours, days or years.
The light was wrong. It was dark, only the light seemed to come from a streetlight, the sky was empty, the moon had left me.
Some portion of my mind came back, I started crying, I had failed, failed at even this simple task, I lay for a long time waiting, waiting for something else to come, I should have gotten up, but I just lay there waiting, I was muttering my secret . If that had been my mind for the rest of my days, I would have spent those days in that puddle unmoving; declared brain dead on the spot. The moment raises such disgust in me, I grieved my most important failure, hated my greatest success.
Iād like to lie here, to say anything other than the truth, to save myself the pain and the shame, but I said I would try to tell this memory as it was, not as I wish it, so while Iād like to say I had a vison, a burst of strength, that hope returned to me, I canāt, because in reality it was two words that saved me.
Two words. The Two words that cut through it all. Iām still not sure if I just heard them from somewhere else, said it myself or imagined it afterwards. āGet upā it was angry, disgusted, the words were almost spat out, āGet upā.
Those words have burned themselves into my mind, and affected me every day since. The fear and inspiration it awoke in my mind, throat pricked and butterflies in my stomach, anxiety. Next to the hopelessness it seemed like life had spoken, with a voice that wielded fear.
I took control of my body thenā¦ā¦
No dear reader I didnātā¦. I am almost finished, I have to be true to the memory, I canāt spare myself now, itās too late for me to take it back.
I didnāt take control, I wasnāt there yet, it took me such a long time to regain control again, but it gave my eyes back to me for I had seen nothing long before the fall. I watched as fear drove me, took the strings of my life and moved them, dragging my shell in the dust, screaming.
I cursed everyone and everything, hated myself for what had happened, Oh and the fear, fear of the voice, fear of dying, the fear that someone would see me at this moment, see me and misunderstand me, I didnāt want to die,(I donāt want to die now) I was terrified that I had tried to die, terrified I didnāt know where that urge came from, that moment of energy and intention that was actioned without the consent of my mind, that I was powerless against.
Fear drove me, commanded me out of that puddle. Iād gone insane, truly, completely, utterly mad, I was dragging myself to the curb, screaming, crying, laughing, I ripped my finger nails out, shredded my palms and hands into bloody messes my knees into bruised pulp, my head and face cut by being dragged along.
I heaved up that curb fucking curb, shaking. I started to stand and scramble forward, to escape that spot, that puddle on that road. I stood up hunched and bent, buffet by the wind, laughing, crying, waving my hands in all directions spitting, shouting, wiping blood on my jeans, I was staggering side to side shaking, soaked to the bone, I was mad, insane, disgraced and humiliated.
Why say more? I wonāt go further, there is so much more but to understand itā¦. This was not the place for such memories. That moment all those years ago, was not the eureka moment, the next day I turned this into a joke, a story to tell.
To this day, I cannot tell you what really happened that night all those years ago, as I sit here writing and rewriting the words over and over. I donāt think Iāll ever understand it. I wonder what would happened if I could relive that night again, doing everything again now. This was the time that my bubble began to burst and the real world hit me like a wave. Perhaps it was just a moment of growing pains. Iāve said it before, Iām only a cynic, all I have left is the memory of the 9th of May, a memory I visit daily.
2024.05.19 15:34 part_time85 39 [M4F] #NC Cynically romantic ex stand up seeking special someone to do boyfriend & girlfriend stuff with
Well hi there! How's the weekend been treating you?
Mine's been alright, but that's not what you're here for is it?
You saw the title on this post and now you're all curious right?
I bet you're wondering what boyfriend stuff includes? Let's start with:
Sounds pretty great right?
But who am I?
I'm a nearly middle aged divorced ex stand up comic that's worked himself into full on burnout working in hotels for the last twenty years. It's made into someone that's very empathetic and caring while still being to be cold as fuck when needed.
In my free time I'm kind of a traditional nerdy white guy. Gaming, cartoons (not anime though), science fiction, detective stories, alternative history, sketch comedy, various sitcoms, hiking, cooking and mowing the lawn occupy my off hours. I also tried getting back into writing again, but it's been challenging.
Now it's your turn! PM me and we can start planning the first date!
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Mine's been alright, but that's not what you're here for is it?
You saw the title on this post and now you're all curious right?
I bet you're wondering what boyfriend stuff includes? Let's start with:
- Getting texted back regularly with an option for phone calls!
- Going out on dates with possible holding hands or making out!
- I'll make you laugh with all sorts of jokes from the sophisticated cynicism, cutting sarcasm to childish fart jokes I can do it all!
- You can get home cooked dinners! And breakfast too if I'm working overnights!
- You'll get all sorts of attention and compliments!
- I'm emotionally available and completely over my ex's!
- Flowers!
Sounds pretty great right?
But who am I?
I'm a nearly middle aged divorced ex stand up comic that's worked himself into full on burnout working in hotels for the last twenty years. It's made into someone that's very empathetic and caring while still being to be cold as fuck when needed.
In my free time I'm kind of a traditional nerdy white guy. Gaming, cartoons (not anime though), science fiction, detective stories, alternative history, sketch comedy, various sitcoms, hiking, cooking and mowing the lawn occupy my off hours. I also tried getting back into writing again, but it's been challenging.
Now it's your turn! PM me and we can start planning the first date!
2024.05.19 15:31 SpecialistDevice5770 Did Taylor have a secret relationship with Julien Baker?
 | Look, this is high level clowning. I don't typically speculate about muses and I've mostly been a casual listener of Taylor. Actually, to be completely frank I've also dismissed a lot of gaylor theories as intentional queerbating on Taylor's part, even if my gay little heart would love it if she was one of us. However, this 89th show truly awakened something in me with how unashamedly lesbian it was. submitted by SpecialistDevice5770 to GaylorSwift [link] [comments] So, seeing her do both Peter and Guilty as sin in Stockholm, I started thinking about Matty Healy and TTPD and what could have actually gone on in her life for her to write these lyrics - and I truly believe one of the muses for TTPD was Julien Baker. I understand this feels like it comes out of left field, but hear me out: Matty is a wild choice for a beard, for a lot of reasons, but it makes sense of she chooses her beards intentionally to conceal as much of what is actually going on in her life as possible. Julien and Matty were running in the same circles, so it gave Taylor a lot of plausible deniability. It also explains Matty signing up for it, doing a favor for several people he consider friends (at least Taylor, Phoebe, Jack). It would explain things like the "this is for you, i love you, you know who you are" - Julien was at that same show, and Matty saying it a few days earlier would make sense if Taylor needed cover up since she was planning to make a public move. Why she wanted to do that becomes clear a little further down this text. I also don't think she meant "this is about you", because as been theorized on this sub, cardigan is likely about Karlie Kloss. I think she literally meant "this is for you" as in, this is a song you like. Either way, let me wind back just a little bit and explain my reasoning. Why not Phoebe Bridgers? Okay, so I know there are some people on this subreddit that think that Phoebe and Taylor had a thing, however, a lot of the lyrics in TTPD wouldn't make sense with Phoebe (tattooed golden retriever? substance abuse issues?), and the timeline would be wonky - when the relationship is supposed to have happened Phoebe was seen with Bo Burnham, and tbh, to me their interactions have seen like they ended up on film unintentionally and also they seemed quite real. Phoebe's and Taylor's relationship has been way longer than the slow start-intense middle and end described in TTPD would suggest. Also, I think the sexuality/identity crisis in TTPD would suggest Taylor had some "new" influence in her life - if the Gaylor theories are correct she has been dating people who are either closeted or bisexual for years - but someone who is openly gay and has even slyly criticized Taylor for queerbaiting in the past (see this billboard article: https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.billboard.com/music/rock/julien-baker-summer-of-pride-playlist-interview-8518598/amp/) - that is a whole different ballgame, and would probably function as inspiration for TTPD. Would Julien Baker make sense? Yes - first of all, look at Julien next to Matty - who here looks more like a tattooed golden retriever? https://preview.redd.it/ek0mzey4rd1d1.jpg?width=1080&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=e3d8c9716fa7f9f2d8ec350ee5f9c37268f5f589 https://preview.redd.it/bxfrzvo0wd1d1.jpg?width=1080&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=8aab59531a72cc7984df92e5cb1dc63d51d0d870 But also, Julien lives in Nashville. She has been friends with Phoebe Bridgers for years, so Taylor and Julien would have naturally met at parties or functions, and thinking that a closeted Taylor might need a queer friend to confide in - to me it seems only natural that she would gravitate to and take an interest in Julien. Notably, if you look at their respective instagrams, it also seemed like Julien broke up with her partner around the end of 2022, so perhaps not that strange if she needed more support, especially considering she has been vocal about mental health issues and her substance use. Both Lucy and Phoebe lives in Philly, so where could Julien go for support? Taylor's? Look, I know a lot of this is conjecture, but I personally think the most damning piece of evidence is seeing boygenius interact with Taylor at the Grammys - first of all look how happy Lucy and Phoebe seem to see her, like they don't seem to be the source of it being awkward as it later REALLY is. Also, look at the difference in the way she is embracing Julien: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGeXkVr4p/ And then look at this video - for some reason the sound is cut out while she is talking to Julien, but the most important part to me is how the boygeniuses seem to stand in between Taylor and Julien, and how everyone - Jack, Lucy, Phoebe - seem to comfort Julien throughout the interaction, especially the way Phoebe comforts her as soon as Taylor has approached her: https://ohnotheydidnt.livejournal.com/127739095.html Taylor is acting a little weird and erratic, and people say it is because she wants to make things about herself - honestly never a good explanation for human behavior. However, something that could explain it is if you just announced an album that your ex knows is partially about them, and you haven't seen them since your whirlwind romance, and they seem visibly upset. That would make anyone a little nervous. Julien is actually sad in those videos, those are not tears of joy. What other explanation could there be for that? (Also, I can see people being like, 'it's because they won a grammy - does this Julien, just a few moments earlier, seem sad to you? https://youtu.be/mI-MMMhLsow?si=X5XEX3CLMqsHyogJ The explanation that I have seen when looking around is that they had a discussion about the chairman of the Grammy's being a d*ck just before this happened, and while I think that is true, that seems a little far-fetched to me in terms of why she is looking so sad) Song references - Fortnight So let's talk some lyrics! This one I find interesting. Phoebe Bridgers toured with Taylor for about a month, and we know that Julien was there for at least the two first nights. (I just have to post this video of Julien and Matty at the eras tour... one of them seem like they are in a very new relationship, for sure: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGeXBkeD8/) We also know that Julien lives in Nashville and easily could have been present for that time, and that she could have been around in Philly as that is where Lucy and Phoebe lives, so she would have had a place to stay. That is about a fortnight. Boygenius had a break in their own tour for this period of time, as Phoebe was touring with Taylor, so there would have been time for them to hang out together. We also know that "the rest" by boygenius was recorded in May of 2023, i.e. while Phoebe was touring with Taylor, so Julien and Lucy would have needed to be around for some of it. https://preview.redd.it/u0upzqcprd1d1.jpg?width=1080&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=beadbde3b7bf0f882ee487eec3f0b680e837b76b "Run into you sometimes, ask about the weatheNow you're in my backyard, turned into good neighbors/Your wife waters flowers, I wanna kill her" So Matty and Taylor are not even close to being neighbours, but Julien and Taylor live in the same town. Also, the wife line makes Taylor sound as if she is jealous, despite having been very clear in Lavender Haze that she doesn't want to be seen as just a wife - maybe it is less about the marriage, and more about being in an openly gay relationship? "My husband is cheating, I wanna kill him" - Very clearly a parallel back to the wife line, and could be about being in a relationship with a male beard who clearly isn't interested in you, hence the 'cheating'. "I love you, it is ruining my life" - What if this isn't about pining for someone, what if it is about watching your closeted self crumble, wishing that you could be open so that you could be together? Julien has been vocal about why she feels it is important to be openly queer, if they were dating, that was definitely going to be a major issue. The experiment/asylum vibes would also make more sense if it is a reference to internalized (and external) homophobia - drawing references to how homosexuality has been medicalised and deemed a mental illness throughout history. What about "the rest"? Okay, since I mentioned it, here are the two songs Julien wrote for "the rest". https://preview.redd.it/6iwgrnxgsd1d1.jpg?width=1080&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=a6bd721affd60379b598ea665acd48b2f58d670f https://preview.redd.it/6igdmkxgsd1d1.jpg?width=1080&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=5d809ac31a7f4a0d364e625991a127894786fc61 Notable appearances: Alien abduction (like down bad?), failed experiment (like fortnight?), trailing behind a comet (like dating a global superstar?) https://preview.redd.it/q8nayemlsd1d1.jpg?width=1080&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=872c6bc99a67f0771b16bf561daa2dbbab9ea432 https://preview.redd.it/cnjhg0y5xd1d1.jpg?width=1080&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=45b50de34a6f7439a780e926dc54ff0139146f3c https://preview.redd.it/b2edj0y5xd1d1.jpg?width=1080&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=8e830b3782cd22b83f650fbba0e93df1234a1b28 Notable appearances: Stars and rain appareance (we'll get back to this), "it's out of your hands but have a safe flight" (being with someone who can't really be in control of their own life, who is constantly busy?), "all noise, fake smile, decoys" (beards? being miserable when nobody knows?) Important to note also that this was written towards the end of the recording of the EP, so if they dated, likely towards the end of the relationship, and it seems like it spells put some things that could have been frustrations. Song references - Tortured Poets Department Okay, so we have adressed the tattooed golden retriever-line, but let's talk about the typewriter line. Yes, Matty Healy has claimed to enjoy writing on vintage typewriters, but he has also been very clear he doesn't travel with them. Would he have really brought the typewriter to the US only to leave it at Taylor's apartment? It makes no sense, so I would think this is a red herring, specifically put in there because it takes the heat off of Taylor in a song where she makes some pretty clear references to someone else. Julien is however nearby enough that the line could have originally been about leaving something else, and that wouldn't really be odd. (For example, we know that Julien writes by hand a lot - try substuting "notepad" for typewriter in the first line, and the second typewriter for "handwriting", and especially the first line runs a lot smoother) There have been clips of Matty saying he doesn't like poetry, however he has written poetry in the past. He does however seem to separate poetry a lot from his actual songwriting, while Julien seems to consider the two intertwined: (https://www.google.com/url?sa=t&source=web&rct=j&opi=89978449&url=https://m.youtube.com/watch%3Fv%3D7hbr1mqHj88&ved=2ahUKEwiBpquPy5mGAxUhCBAIHUCJAQ0QtwJ6BAhOEAE&usg=AOvVaw1wYqjHeiHq8rmlcnGgwbEk) The Chelsea hotel reference is one that many seem to link to Phoebe's song Chelsea, but there is a boygenius song that references Leonard Cohen and "not writing horny poetry" that someone in the trio wrote. We know it wasn't Phoebe, as the song is about her and a drive they took. If Julien wrote the song, which seems likely, that would explain the reference to Cohen. Julien smokes, just like Matty. Unlike Matty, Julien has smaller hands than Taylor, so she could fit her middle finger ring onto her ring finger (it is also an inherently lesbian move, not the move of Matty Healy, known comittment phobe). https://preview.redd.it/8zawhjassd1d1.jpg?width=1080&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=32aab28dbcdc58db60aa04081b7b2031b8182963 The Jack and Lucy line shows why Matty was such a welcome beard. He gives plausible deniability here, even though Lucy has been openly antsgonistic towards Matty and does not seem to like him. She does, however, like Julien. Julien has also been suicidal before, and written songs about it herself āwho put me in / your way to find? / what right had you / not to let me die" and had her friends write songs about it as well (see Lucy Dacus Please Stay). It also makes sense that Julien was more brittle at the time, if she had broken up from Mariah a few months earlier. Matty, on the other hand, has been quoted really wanting to live, and considering how nonchalant/aloof he has been about the potential relationship with Taylor, he doesn't seem distressed enough to be the person in the song: https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/3188904-i-think-about-dying-but-i-dont-want-to-die Julien Baker, however, as you saw from the Grammys but also from crying during their tour in 2023 (for example - this is from august 2023, crying during cool about it which is arguably such a gay song, about a relationship where you pretend everything is fine but it isn't: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGeXBshbt/) could be that person. Song references - Down Bad https://preview.redd.it/ps2twknbvd1d1.jpg?width=1080&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=d698f54240456d5d5bae5b9406e88a3727dce996 I don't think I need to talk about how this song is gay (and how interesting the alien/experiement references are when put in relation to Julien's song ) so I just want to say - we know from this song that Taylor was left, she didn't leave the person she is writing about. For Matty, she would have been the one leaving because of all the noise - but as we know, he is a beard. Julien has specifically talked about how she leaves people before they leave her, and disappear so that she won't be a burden for them. I also think the lyrics to this song gives some more clues as to why someone would leave - "I'll build you a fort on some planet/where they can all understand it/how dare you think it is romantic/leaving me safe and stranded". This is alluding to someone leaving Taylor for her own good, specifically because "they don't all understand it". If you were dating someone so deep in the closet, that is genuinely fearful that their whole life might be ruined it the world finds out about you?? I've been there, and boy do I relate to I relate to the absolute heartbreak of having to leave someone because you can't stand being a secret that might eff up their life. Very gay. Song references -But daddy I love him The christian references? "If all you want is grey from me, then it is just white noise and it is my choice"? Nothing more to add here, except that Julien has specifically strugfled with christianity and homosexuality, and has written and talked about her experiences with that a lot (https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.cbc.ca/amp/1.5062456) Song references - Fresh out the slammer Also very gay, and about breaking free from a jail cell that she has referenced many times before. Just want to add a few things here - Matty Healy has a house in Hackney. He doesn't have a porch. You know who does? Julien Baker (momo_slider is Julien's ex-partner) https://preview.redd.it/dy9l8qvbtd1d1.jpg?width=1080&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=56066e0340fbbf956f393157110383199f7c0fa4 Song references - The black dog Notably, Taylor doesn't call The Black Dog a pub, she says a bar. This is important, why? Bc I think it is a bar is Massachusetts, called the Black dog tavern. Boygenius played in Boston on the 18th of June and then drove to Pennsylvania for their next concert. The black dog tavern is in that direction, and it is in a quite remote location near an inn where the band could have stayed with much greater privacy than in central Boston before driving to Pennsylvania. I think The Starting Line is a red herring, it is interesting that Matty referenced them in May 2023 for the first time, especially considering that his taste in music is acoustic/synthpop/etc, whilst Julien is specifically into punk and metal. https://preview.redd.it/2bwem1pjtd1d1.jpg?width=1080&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=a9117f53a7d5cd389574a2dd42e85fc7db34a768 https://preview.redd.it/bmk962pjtd1d1.jpg?width=1080&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=3737193da97a3e1d7ffcdde5b4725a2f478c2f1c (the last screenshot is from an article of Julien talking about her favorite bands) Also interesting is the rain mention here (see, I said I'd get back to it) and the rainstorm mentioned in Julien's song from the rest. The much younger girl could also be a reference to the actual age difference between Julien and Taylor. Empty voices Julien hasn't put out any music after 'the rest' apart from the new Orphan Black series theme song and a song called Empty Voices that she co-wrote. Apparently she offered to write on it after hearing it was about voice of the public and voices over social media. Here is the text. https://preview.redd.it/0l41r2vbud1d1.jpg?width=1080&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=e37e4acd2d9c6479198d668f00f0e430fdb2e553 "this block, this autonomy dread" - to me this reads as someone in a relationship with a person that prioritizes the opinion of others above the relationship. "maybe don't just go pulling this apart/before you brace yourself for a fall" could be referencing a fall from grace, the result of doing exactly what happens in TTPD, sort of an autopsy of the relationship, and someone finding out. It is especially interesting because Julien's last relationship before this (that we know of) was with a person who was very openly gay. In conclusion I could keep going, but I think I have said enough. To me, this album has such overtly queer undertones, the way she talks about being caged and breaking free into a new form of chaos, the pleading temporary insanity - it reads as someone conflicted about themselves and their identity. People have been baffled that she has placed such a huge impact on such a short relationship, but if the very breaking point of the relationship was her choice to prioritize her career over her true self, that would explain not only the need to write about it but also many of the lyrics that otherwise seem puzzling or inconsequential. It explains, next to midnight where she is clearly bored of and criticzing the life she has created, why she has lived her entire life like this and is now questioning her choices - the people she have been connected to before have mostly been people that have seemed to make the same choices as her. This would have been one of the first times that was really truly questioned, where her counterpart was someone who had chosen a very different life. It explains the TTPD part of the eras tour - but daddy I love him for explaining the cultural context she is in, so high school to make fun of and portray this image she has created of herself (v much a call back to the 'are you ready to go back to high school with me' part during fearless), who's afraid of little old me as a way to call out her audience and the comphet that keeps her caged, down bad to explain her regrets and frustration with herself, fortnight setting the scene for what their relationship was to her and to her realizations, the smallest man who ever lived calling out scott borchetta for what he did to her life and for the master's heist, and then reaffirming her choice as the one she 'has to' make in ICDWABH. It is a tragedy, a story of hunkering down and going forward even though everything in you tells you stop stop, to just be honest, to make place for the love of your life. Nothing makes more sense to me, honestly. If we assume that Taylor truly wants her relationships hidden, she doesn't want to involve the public, it isn't strange that we don't have more pictures of them interacting or of their relationship. The clues, to me, would be enough. So - I fully fell down a rabbit hole yesterday. This might all just be clowning, let me know if I too need to plead some temporary insanity - I might have been hit so hard by that 1989 mashup yesterday that my head isn't on straight (was it ever?). EDIT: Another thing of note - Julien has been discussing Florida as kind of the normative dream world/escape in the past, check out Satanist by boygenius (that she wrote). EDIT 2: So I was right about that starting line thing... Apparently she covered -specifically- the best of me in 2014 (https://www.reddit.com/JulienBakecomments/1cdjyne/julien\_baker\_lostrare\_media\_iceberg/) |
2024.05.19 15:15 ImM3llow 26 [M4F] East Coast / Anywhere. I just got diagnosed as your boyfriend. Yeah no they said it's terminal we have to stay together forever until i dieš¤·āāļø
Edit: DO NOT message me a simple hi or hello, with no information about you, Put some effort in to your message like i have, come on. Day+Attempt#192
Hello everyone, Thank you for taking the time to read, I know its long, I know - I know. But its worth the read, Trust me. I appreciate you immensely.
Here's a bit about me,
My name is Jay, I live on the East coast of the US. I'm looking for love - like everyone else on here.., but you may not believe or even be doubtful that I've never had a GF before with me being 26, but its true. I'm simply just not willing to "be with" just anyone and I'm very picky. I want us to be a match, more than just have similar things in common.
One thing I have always been told is that I'm a "Real Catch, I'd be extremely lucky to have someone like you" - WELL THEN TAKE ME. I'M FREE. LOL.
About me:
Physically -
~I'm a semi-tall guy, around 5'10.
~I'm thin but muscular.
~I have dirty blonde/ brown hair.
~Changing colored eyes.
~A voice nice enough to melt all your safeguards and get right into your heart and weak spots.
~I do not have any tattoos or piercings. Though I would like to get some eventually.
If you'd like to see a picture of me just ask and I'll show you - IF I may see you as well, I simply just don't want a picture of me out there for anyone to see.
-If there's anything else you'd like to know just ask.
Otherwise -
~I do have 3 pet bunnies I would be more than happy to show you, they are extremely cute.
~I'm a very honest and down to earth guy.
~I'm very patient and easy going.
~I'm very curious and inquisitive. I will try to ask everything I can to learn all about you haha.
~I'm Very VERY Kind & Caring, I will probably ask how you are feeling a bajillion times a day, simply out of care for you.
~I can get pretty clingy, and will always want your attention and to be talking with you. If i have someone im interested in i wont want to talk to anyone elseš¤·āāļø
~I'm very trustworthy - you can confide in me, and entrust your deepest secrets and I wont tell a soul.
~I'm a HUGE hopeless romantic, im old fashioned and will always try to impress you.
- I'm, a BIG softie even though I may look a smol bit intimidating, but I'd do just about anything to see you smile or laugh. And yes.., I do mean anything.
~I'm a big goof - I will get up to some silly shenanigans ALL the time, I will crack dumb jokes and send you memes and tik toks just to make you happy, even if its from across the room I'd wait to see your reaction lol.
~I'm extremely loyal, and would never even think of cheating.
~I will cook for you, and clean up too, even around the house, I'm very self productive and don't ask for much. Just don't forget to kiss the cook.
~I'd also love to just cuddle up and watch a movie or read a book together, anything to get us closer. Id try to take you out on dates whenever possible haha. I have a million SUPER romantic date ideas I have but have never had anyone interested enough in me to take out. Here's your chance ;)
~I will always want to share stuff I find interesting with you, and try to share every moment of every day with you. I'm not looking for someone who can only talk for a small amount of time, I want someone who's willing to put in all the effort I put into them back into me, it goes both ways. If I'm "with" someone you are my TOP priority nobody and nothing else would be. You would be the only person I'd truly want to talk to, so rest assured I would NEVER cheat, even more so because no one is interested in me - Hence why I'm here hahaha.
I'm sure there is more to me than this snippet but I cant think of more at the moment haha, so get to know me and find out more about me.
Some of my interests are: Engineering- I'm a nerd. I admit it. I love being technical and hands on, I love building things. All kinds of things, from furniture, machinery, and reverse engineering anything I find. I love learning how things work and trying to improve things.
Music - I prefer music with a very fast pace, or with some very meaningful lyrics I can relate to. I love to sing along to music and songs that have a deep meaning behind it I can sympathize with makes it all the better. Some bands I like are: Bad Omens, Beartooth, Demon Hunter, MIW, I9K - The list goes on. I'm a bit of a metalhead unfortunately.
TV Shows & Movies - I love watching shows, and I'd love to stream some shows and have some E-dates with you, to get to know you, or if you are close to me, maybe we could do it in person. Some shows I like or more of the Fantasy/Sci-Fi, Comedy, Action, stuff like: National Treasure, Halo, BattleBots, Rick and Morty, AHS, Anything Marvel or DC, The Witcher, Wednesday, The Sandman, The Magicians, The Umbrella Academy, ETC.
Gaming - Yes yes I know, Basic guy likes basic stuff. But gaming has been a thing for me since forever. I know most of you wont care or want to hear that, but I'll leave out the specifics on this part unless you are interested in that, MEGA Bonus points if you are.
Here's a lists of Cons to dating me-
~I'm not Ryan Reynolds. Disappointing, I know.
~I will fight you on what goes on pizza lol.
~I'm not rich.., Yet.
~I can't pronounce Worcestershire.
~I'm slightly forgetful, but with good reasoning.
~(Not really a con but- some might disagree) I still have ALL of my firsts, Do with that what you will c:
~I've got an endless pile of love and affection and no one to give it to! What a dilemma! Help me fix it?
Other than that I'll save the rest for a bit more of getting to know each other.
Here's a bit of what I'm looking in you:
~Preferably someone with lots of free time, and loves to chit chat. I'm seriously not interested in getting 1 message a day. Though I understand people get busy, I personally am not willing to try to learn about you and form something with 7 responses a week. Effort gets reciprocated and I appreciate the time you put in me.
~Physically: -Iām not personally attracted to anyone whoās ācurvy/ chubbyā, I apologize. Not a shallow thing, I just dont have the attraction chemical in my brain for that, Iām sorry. -If youāre shorter than me, thats a plus to me. -I love dimples, if you have those when you smile, bonus points š - Iām not sure what else to put.., but as for nsfw wise find outš
~I'm a sucker for a different accent other than American, and if you have an Posh English accent you have already won my heart.
~I'm also only really looking for someone within the ages of 18-35. I don't want anyone old enough to be my mom lol.
~I'd prefer (But not a must) people NOT on the other side of the world, as other time zones SUCK. I don't expect to find anyone who also has never had a boyfriend either, but that would be a real plus. I also don't mind a LDR, but I don't want that forever. But it gives us time to get to know each other.
But as for attributes I'm looking for in you:
~Someone who is above all else very very Loyal and would never cheat.
~Someone who is Honest, and will tell me the truth over a little white lie.
~Someone who is Kind & Caring, who'd constantly check on me, and accept me for who I am & help me improve day to day.
~Someone who is trustworthy, and I can count on to keep my secrets safe, or even just help me remember things.., I do tend to be somewhat forgetful.
~Someone who is very Patient and wants to see me succeed and will help me do so, just like I would help you. Even if its small day to day things, I would appreciate your company ANY time.
~I want a partner who is Affectionate, can reciprocate, and loves to snuggle and talk about their day, and what their interests are, and what makes them happy.
~Someone who can admit they get clingy or overprotective is a bonus.
~A partner with good communication is key, if something wrong we have to be able to talk about it.
~A partner who likes to game with me or at least watch me play would be a plus but not a requirement.
~Someone with a good sense of humor and like to joke around, I am a big goof after all and I love to joke around. Sending memes is always appreciated and good to cheer people up too!
~I'd prefer someone with the same music taste, but not a requirement, Plus if you wouldn't mind if I send you love songs occasionally that's a bonus, or sending me some back haha.
~Being willing to voice call is a must, Texting forever is not the way to go. I have to know what your voice is like haha, later on we can video call if you are comfortable with that. I prefer chatting on Discord because Reddit messages of any kind I'm sure you know are unreliable and sucky in general. So please send me your discord if you have one :)
~I would LOVE to see picture of your pets if you have any. Bonus points if it includes your beautiful self haha.
I'm sure there is more I'm looking for but I cant think of it right now haha, I will have to edit this when I think of it.
Please tell me about you as an opener! I told you a good bit about me, now its your turn haha.
Tell me some things like -
~What's your name?
~Where are you from?
~How old are you?
~What are your hobbies / interests?
~What about my post interested you?
~Where is my TV Remote?!
~Selfie? Pet pics?
~Hit me with your best joke or meme :)
~What's your favorite candy?
I'd LOVE to get to know you, and see where things go.
But yeah, I know it was long I'm sorry haha. Send me a message and lets get to know each other! :)
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Hello everyone, Thank you for taking the time to read, I know its long, I know - I know. But its worth the read, Trust me. I appreciate you immensely.
Here's a bit about me,
My name is Jay, I live on the East coast of the US. I'm looking for love - like everyone else on here.., but you may not believe or even be doubtful that I've never had a GF before with me being 26, but its true. I'm simply just not willing to "be with" just anyone and I'm very picky. I want us to be a match, more than just have similar things in common.
One thing I have always been told is that I'm a "Real Catch, I'd be extremely lucky to have someone like you" - WELL THEN TAKE ME. I'M FREE. LOL.
About me:
Physically -
~I'm a semi-tall guy, around 5'10.
~I'm thin but muscular.
~I have dirty blonde/ brown hair.
~Changing colored eyes.
~A voice nice enough to melt all your safeguards and get right into your heart and weak spots.
~I do not have any tattoos or piercings. Though I would like to get some eventually.
If you'd like to see a picture of me just ask and I'll show you - IF I may see you as well, I simply just don't want a picture of me out there for anyone to see.
-If there's anything else you'd like to know just ask.
Otherwise -
~I do have 3 pet bunnies I would be more than happy to show you, they are extremely cute.
~I'm a very honest and down to earth guy.
~I'm very patient and easy going.
~I'm very curious and inquisitive. I will try to ask everything I can to learn all about you haha.
~I'm Very VERY Kind & Caring, I will probably ask how you are feeling a bajillion times a day, simply out of care for you.
~I can get pretty clingy, and will always want your attention and to be talking with you. If i have someone im interested in i wont want to talk to anyone elseš¤·āāļø
~I'm very trustworthy - you can confide in me, and entrust your deepest secrets and I wont tell a soul.
~I'm a HUGE hopeless romantic, im old fashioned and will always try to impress you.
- I'm, a BIG softie even though I may look a smol bit intimidating, but I'd do just about anything to see you smile or laugh. And yes.., I do mean anything.
~I'm a big goof - I will get up to some silly shenanigans ALL the time, I will crack dumb jokes and send you memes and tik toks just to make you happy, even if its from across the room I'd wait to see your reaction lol.
~I'm extremely loyal, and would never even think of cheating.
~I will cook for you, and clean up too, even around the house, I'm very self productive and don't ask for much. Just don't forget to kiss the cook.
~I'd also love to just cuddle up and watch a movie or read a book together, anything to get us closer. Id try to take you out on dates whenever possible haha. I have a million SUPER romantic date ideas I have but have never had anyone interested enough in me to take out. Here's your chance ;)
~I will always want to share stuff I find interesting with you, and try to share every moment of every day with you. I'm not looking for someone who can only talk for a small amount of time, I want someone who's willing to put in all the effort I put into them back into me, it goes both ways. If I'm "with" someone you are my TOP priority nobody and nothing else would be. You would be the only person I'd truly want to talk to, so rest assured I would NEVER cheat, even more so because no one is interested in me - Hence why I'm here hahaha.
I'm sure there is more to me than this snippet but I cant think of more at the moment haha, so get to know me and find out more about me.
Some of my interests are: Engineering- I'm a nerd. I admit it. I love being technical and hands on, I love building things. All kinds of things, from furniture, machinery, and reverse engineering anything I find. I love learning how things work and trying to improve things.
Music - I prefer music with a very fast pace, or with some very meaningful lyrics I can relate to. I love to sing along to music and songs that have a deep meaning behind it I can sympathize with makes it all the better. Some bands I like are: Bad Omens, Beartooth, Demon Hunter, MIW, I9K - The list goes on. I'm a bit of a metalhead unfortunately.
TV Shows & Movies - I love watching shows, and I'd love to stream some shows and have some E-dates with you, to get to know you, or if you are close to me, maybe we could do it in person. Some shows I like or more of the Fantasy/Sci-Fi, Comedy, Action, stuff like: National Treasure, Halo, BattleBots, Rick and Morty, AHS, Anything Marvel or DC, The Witcher, Wednesday, The Sandman, The Magicians, The Umbrella Academy, ETC.
Gaming - Yes yes I know, Basic guy likes basic stuff. But gaming has been a thing for me since forever. I know most of you wont care or want to hear that, but I'll leave out the specifics on this part unless you are interested in that, MEGA Bonus points if you are.
Here's a lists of Cons to dating me-
~I'm not Ryan Reynolds. Disappointing, I know.
~I will fight you on what goes on pizza lol.
~I'm not rich.., Yet.
~I can't pronounce Worcestershire.
~I'm slightly forgetful, but with good reasoning.
~(Not really a con but- some might disagree) I still have ALL of my firsts, Do with that what you will c:
~I've got an endless pile of love and affection and no one to give it to! What a dilemma! Help me fix it?
Other than that I'll save the rest for a bit more of getting to know each other.
Here's a bit of what I'm looking in you:
~Preferably someone with lots of free time, and loves to chit chat. I'm seriously not interested in getting 1 message a day. Though I understand people get busy, I personally am not willing to try to learn about you and form something with 7 responses a week. Effort gets reciprocated and I appreciate the time you put in me.
~Physically: -Iām not personally attracted to anyone whoās ācurvy/ chubbyā, I apologize. Not a shallow thing, I just dont have the attraction chemical in my brain for that, Iām sorry. -If youāre shorter than me, thats a plus to me. -I love dimples, if you have those when you smile, bonus points š - Iām not sure what else to put.., but as for nsfw wise find outš
~I'm a sucker for a different accent other than American, and if you have an Posh English accent you have already won my heart.
~I'm also only really looking for someone within the ages of 18-35. I don't want anyone old enough to be my mom lol.
~I'd prefer (But not a must) people NOT on the other side of the world, as other time zones SUCK. I don't expect to find anyone who also has never had a boyfriend either, but that would be a real plus. I also don't mind a LDR, but I don't want that forever. But it gives us time to get to know each other.
But as for attributes I'm looking for in you:
~Someone who is above all else very very Loyal and would never cheat.
~Someone who is Honest, and will tell me the truth over a little white lie.
~Someone who is Kind & Caring, who'd constantly check on me, and accept me for who I am & help me improve day to day.
~Someone who is trustworthy, and I can count on to keep my secrets safe, or even just help me remember things.., I do tend to be somewhat forgetful.
~Someone who is very Patient and wants to see me succeed and will help me do so, just like I would help you. Even if its small day to day things, I would appreciate your company ANY time.
~I want a partner who is Affectionate, can reciprocate, and loves to snuggle and talk about their day, and what their interests are, and what makes them happy.
~Someone who can admit they get clingy or overprotective is a bonus.
~A partner with good communication is key, if something wrong we have to be able to talk about it.
~A partner who likes to game with me or at least watch me play would be a plus but not a requirement.
~Someone with a good sense of humor and like to joke around, I am a big goof after all and I love to joke around. Sending memes is always appreciated and good to cheer people up too!
~I'd prefer someone with the same music taste, but not a requirement, Plus if you wouldn't mind if I send you love songs occasionally that's a bonus, or sending me some back haha.
~Being willing to voice call is a must, Texting forever is not the way to go. I have to know what your voice is like haha, later on we can video call if you are comfortable with that. I prefer chatting on Discord because Reddit messages of any kind I'm sure you know are unreliable and sucky in general. So please send me your discord if you have one :)
~I would LOVE to see picture of your pets if you have any. Bonus points if it includes your beautiful self haha.
I'm sure there is more I'm looking for but I cant think of it right now haha, I will have to edit this when I think of it.
Please tell me about you as an opener! I told you a good bit about me, now its your turn haha.
Tell me some things like -
~What's your name?
~Where are you from?
~How old are you?
~What are your hobbies / interests?
~What about my post interested you?
~Where is my TV Remote?!
~Selfie? Pet pics?
~Hit me with your best joke or meme :)
~What's your favorite candy?
I'd LOVE to get to know you, and see where things go.
But yeah, I know it was long I'm sorry haha. Send me a message and lets get to know each other! :)
2024.05.19 15:09 Hold_Me_Bro_ A Rant about how I am tired of being treated like a stereotype
I hate how women treat me, it drives me fucking crazy.
I am a masculine gay man 22, Iām not flamboyant or anything of the sort, but I am very short (5ā3 or 1.6 meters) but I work out like itās may job. Anyways older women treat me like Iām their stereotypical gay best friend and young girls ( 16-25) treat me like Iām a lil soft cute twink. They are the same kinds of girls who read shit like heart stopper and think that that is how gay men work, one must be masculine and the other must be a uwu soft boy ( threw up in my mouth just writing that ) because how dare I be attracted to masculine men and be masculine myself, one of us must be the twink.
Iām just tired of high-school aged girls (my little sisters friends) asking me questions like if I have have ever worn a skirt or if I like to wear makeup. And women older than me wanting me to be their mystical gay friend who can answer all questions about men.
And donāt even get me started on bisexual girls my age. I donāt know what it is but they have a strange obsession with femboys and yuoi ( I think thatās how you spell it) They get mad when I donāt act the why they think I should act. Apparently a cute lil femboy twink is not supposed to dress like heās homeless. There are even worse situations where they try to ask me out and then get mad when I say Iām into men. Iāve once had a girl say that she would wear a strap on, I just kinda looked at her like she was insane.
Older women (30-40)see me as just their gay friend not an actual person. They will just complain to me about men and how it is so hard to find a āgood guyā or they will try to set me up on dates. And I can see how that is a nice gesture but Iām pretty sure they just see another gay man and set me up. I donāt think there is any other criteria other than gay.
I have more male friends than female friends for this reason they donāt seem to give a shit that I am gay and they just treat me like a regular dude not some cute delicate flower that need to be protected.
And the final point of this rant is women asking me about the men I have been with and then being disappointed by how low the number is and then bringing up hookup culture. I feel like I am a broken record when I have to explain I donāt have time for that. I am juggling to many things to have time for hookups. Also I have a think were I can only enjoy sleeping with someone on the condition I have known them for a long while. Letās just say dating is a nightmare.
Iām not sure if Iām just surrounded by crazy people or this is a common occurrence amongst gay bros. Also sorry about any grammar errors or spelling I was writing this on my phone.
Edit: I am trying to get over my anger by ranting about it. Iām tired of being insecure about myself and how I look and act. I want to be able to live my life with out being angry about things that happened to me as a kid as a result of being smaller and gay. Iām just jealous of more flamboyant men being able to be confident. Iāve been keeping these feelings Since middle school and have been letting them fester for years and years which results in some unsavory behavior on my part, but I am trying to be better.
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I am a masculine gay man 22, Iām not flamboyant or anything of the sort, but I am very short (5ā3 or 1.6 meters) but I work out like itās may job. Anyways older women treat me like Iām their stereotypical gay best friend and young girls ( 16-25) treat me like Iām a lil soft cute twink. They are the same kinds of girls who read shit like heart stopper and think that that is how gay men work, one must be masculine and the other must be a uwu soft boy ( threw up in my mouth just writing that ) because how dare I be attracted to masculine men and be masculine myself, one of us must be the twink.
Iām just tired of high-school aged girls (my little sisters friends) asking me questions like if I have have ever worn a skirt or if I like to wear makeup. And women older than me wanting me to be their mystical gay friend who can answer all questions about men.
And donāt even get me started on bisexual girls my age. I donāt know what it is but they have a strange obsession with femboys and yuoi ( I think thatās how you spell it) They get mad when I donāt act the why they think I should act. Apparently a cute lil femboy twink is not supposed to dress like heās homeless. There are even worse situations where they try to ask me out and then get mad when I say Iām into men. Iāve once had a girl say that she would wear a strap on, I just kinda looked at her like she was insane.
Older women (30-40)see me as just their gay friend not an actual person. They will just complain to me about men and how it is so hard to find a āgood guyā or they will try to set me up on dates. And I can see how that is a nice gesture but Iām pretty sure they just see another gay man and set me up. I donāt think there is any other criteria other than gay.
I have more male friends than female friends for this reason they donāt seem to give a shit that I am gay and they just treat me like a regular dude not some cute delicate flower that need to be protected.
And the final point of this rant is women asking me about the men I have been with and then being disappointed by how low the number is and then bringing up hookup culture. I feel like I am a broken record when I have to explain I donāt have time for that. I am juggling to many things to have time for hookups. Also I have a think were I can only enjoy sleeping with someone on the condition I have known them for a long while. Letās just say dating is a nightmare.
Iām not sure if Iām just surrounded by crazy people or this is a common occurrence amongst gay bros. Also sorry about any grammar errors or spelling I was writing this on my phone.
Edit: I am trying to get over my anger by ranting about it. Iām tired of being insecure about myself and how I look and act. I want to be able to live my life with out being angry about things that happened to me as a kid as a result of being smaller and gay. Iām just jealous of more flamboyant men being able to be confident. Iāve been keeping these feelings Since middle school and have been letting them fester for years and years which results in some unsavory behavior on my part, but I am trying to be better.
2024.05.19 15:08 GoroTerror 30 [M4F] Rochester/Online- engineer, looking for someone connect to!
Hey there! I am a 30 year old guy from Upstate New York looking for someone that wants to make an emotional connection, and would like to put efforts into conversations.
A bit about me: I'm 6ā1". I get height can be a big deal for some women so I think it's best to just put it out there first š I've got black hair, brownish black eyes. Average body, I'm muscular and wanting to start exercising both for health and a little bit for better shape. I like to think I'm fairly attractive but then most of us grew up with a relative always telling us we were not handsome or cute, etc. we can share pictures once we establish some comfort zone. If education is important, I am a college graduate with post-graduation degree as well. Now working as an engineer.
I have to lead with the fact that I can be pretty sarcastic at times. I also joke and (playfully) tease. I'm pretty easy going/chill and I like to keep things light and fun, but also enjoy getting into the really deep conversations as well. I'm a sucker for the whole good morning and goodnight text thing as well as checking in on those busier days. That doesnāt mean we have to just message good morning and good night for the whole week. Haha. I think most important part of knowing someone via online platform is initial conversations and if you donāt have enough time let me know otherwise that conversation is dead in no time.
I love animals. I've always felt very connected and attached to them and just enjoy interacting with them. While I am more of a dog person pet-wise, cats are still pretty cool in my book. Cats are more complex though I love the mysterious nature.
Anything outdoors is great in my opinion. Just feel like going for a walk? Let's do it. I do kayaking a bit in the summers, fish, hike, go for drives. I have the habit of occasionally stopping and taking pictures of plants and flowers I see around (I'm always down to share!). While sending me message write code - āI3Uā so that I know itās someone who actually read my post. Didnāt write in the end cuz some people might just skip to end. This doesnāt mean that you just send me the code. I am strictly gonna monitor now. I have skimmed through soo many texts and my innocent heart always gives chances, I am gonna try to be little strict this time.
It's not just the outdoors I love. I can also get down with chill days at home binging something on Netflix or playing something on my PC. Let's face it, I'm a bit if a nerd (everyone has something nerd about themselves) and if you like Jurassic park, board games, Any Mafia movies, gaming, etc we will get along great. I'm a sucker for horror movies as well and am always looking for recommendations. I listen to a lot of music. I shouldnāt brag but I listen to english ,german, Spanish, french and Hindi songs. Born and brought up in India. Hence, hindi songs.
A bit about (possibly) you: I'd prefer if you were in some sort of professional environment and ambitious. I'm not extremely picky about things like hair and eye color. Height is also not a big deal. If you're alot smaller than me and worried that it's something youāll be insecure about, it's not. The big thing for me is personality. I think personality can make us a lot more or a lot less attractive. I want someone that is genuinely kind and sweet, someone that likes to laugh, someone that's not afraid to be goofy.
A final note: I'm a single guy and looking for someone dynamic. Sometimes I can respond immediately and sometimes it takes a minute due to the obvious circumstances. I also don't expect you to respond immediately to every message, I get that we all have lives and can be busy at times. It would be awesome if you are up for a voice chat. And please please when responding write something about yourself.
If any if this sounds remotely interesting to you, feel free to reach out via reddit dm or chat!
submitted by GoroTerror to r4r [link] [comments]
A bit about me: I'm 6ā1". I get height can be a big deal for some women so I think it's best to just put it out there first š I've got black hair, brownish black eyes. Average body, I'm muscular and wanting to start exercising both for health and a little bit for better shape. I like to think I'm fairly attractive but then most of us grew up with a relative always telling us we were not handsome or cute, etc. we can share pictures once we establish some comfort zone. If education is important, I am a college graduate with post-graduation degree as well. Now working as an engineer.
I have to lead with the fact that I can be pretty sarcastic at times. I also joke and (playfully) tease. I'm pretty easy going/chill and I like to keep things light and fun, but also enjoy getting into the really deep conversations as well. I'm a sucker for the whole good morning and goodnight text thing as well as checking in on those busier days. That doesnāt mean we have to just message good morning and good night for the whole week. Haha. I think most important part of knowing someone via online platform is initial conversations and if you donāt have enough time let me know otherwise that conversation is dead in no time.
I love animals. I've always felt very connected and attached to them and just enjoy interacting with them. While I am more of a dog person pet-wise, cats are still pretty cool in my book. Cats are more complex though I love the mysterious nature.
Anything outdoors is great in my opinion. Just feel like going for a walk? Let's do it. I do kayaking a bit in the summers, fish, hike, go for drives. I have the habit of occasionally stopping and taking pictures of plants and flowers I see around (I'm always down to share!). While sending me message write code - āI3Uā so that I know itās someone who actually read my post. Didnāt write in the end cuz some people might just skip to end. This doesnāt mean that you just send me the code. I am strictly gonna monitor now. I have skimmed through soo many texts and my innocent heart always gives chances, I am gonna try to be little strict this time.
It's not just the outdoors I love. I can also get down with chill days at home binging something on Netflix or playing something on my PC. Let's face it, I'm a bit if a nerd (everyone has something nerd about themselves) and if you like Jurassic park, board games, Any Mafia movies, gaming, etc we will get along great. I'm a sucker for horror movies as well and am always looking for recommendations. I listen to a lot of music. I shouldnāt brag but I listen to english ,german, Spanish, french and Hindi songs. Born and brought up in India. Hence, hindi songs.
A bit about (possibly) you: I'd prefer if you were in some sort of professional environment and ambitious. I'm not extremely picky about things like hair and eye color. Height is also not a big deal. If you're alot smaller than me and worried that it's something youāll be insecure about, it's not. The big thing for me is personality. I think personality can make us a lot more or a lot less attractive. I want someone that is genuinely kind and sweet, someone that likes to laugh, someone that's not afraid to be goofy.
A final note: I'm a single guy and looking for someone dynamic. Sometimes I can respond immediately and sometimes it takes a minute due to the obvious circumstances. I also don't expect you to respond immediately to every message, I get that we all have lives and can be busy at times. It would be awesome if you are up for a voice chat. And please please when responding write something about yourself.
If any if this sounds remotely interesting to you, feel free to reach out via reddit dm or chat!
2024.05.19 15:08 GoroTerror [30/M] - Searching for the one.
Hey there! I am a 30 year old guy from Upstate New York looking for someone that wants to make an emotional connection.
A bit about me: I'm 6ā1". I get height can be a big deal for some women so I think it's best to just put it out there first š I've got black hair, brownish black eyes. Average body, I'm muscular and wanting to start exercising both for health and a little bit for better shape. I like to think I'm fairly attractive but then most of us grew up with a relative always telling us we were not handsome or cute, etc. we can share pictures once we establish some comfort zone. If education is important, I am a college graduate with post-graduation degree as well. Now working as an engineer.
I have to lead with the fact that I can be pretty sarcastic at times. I also joke and (playfully) tease. I'm pretty easy going/chill and I like to keep things light and fun, but also enjoy getting into the really deep conversations as well. I'm a sucker for the whole good morning and goodnight text thing as well as checking in on those busier days. That doesnāt mean we have to just message good morning and good night for the whole week. Haha. I think most important part of knowing someone via online platform is initial conversations and if you donāt have enough time let me know otherwise that conversation is dead in no time.
I love animals. I've always felt very connected and attached to them and just enjoy interacting with them. While I am more of a dog person pet-wise, cats are still pretty cool in my book. Cats are more complex though I love the mysterious nature.
Anything outdoors is great in my opinion. Just feel like going for a walk? Let's do it. I do kayaking a bit in the summers, fish, hike, go for drives. I have the habit of occasionally stopping and taking pictures of plants and flowers I see around (I'm always down to share!). While sending me message write code - āI2Uā so that I know itās someone who actually read my post. Didnāt write in the end cuz some people might just skip to end. This doesnāt mean that you just send me the code. I am strictly gonna monitor now. I have skimmed through soo many texts and my innocent heart always gives chances, I am gonna try to be little strict this time.
It's not just the outdoors I love. I can also get down with chill days at home binging something on Netflix or playing something on my PC. Let's face it, I'm a bit if a nerd (everyone has something nerd about themselves) and if you like Jurassic park, board games, Any Mafia movies, gaming, etc we will get along great. I'm a sucker for horror movies as well and am always looking for recommendations. I listen to a lot of music. I shouldnāt brag but I listen to english ,german, Spanish, french and Hindi songs. Born and brought up in India. Hence, hindi songs.
A bit about (possibly) you: I'd prefer if you were in some sort of professional environment and ambitious. I'm not extremely picky about things like hair and eye color. Height is also not a big deal. If you're alot smaller than me and worried that it's something youāll be insecure about, it's not. The big thing for me is personality. I think personality can make us a lot more or a lot less attractive. I want someone that is genuinely kind and sweet, someone that likes to laugh, someone that's not afraid to be goofy.
A final note: I'm a single guy and looking for someone dynamic. Sometimes I can respond immediately and sometimes it takes a minute due to the obvious circumstances. I also don't expect you to respond immediately to every message, I get that we all have lives and can be busy at times. It would be awesome if you are up for a voice chat. And please when responding write something about yourself.
If any if this sounds remotely interesting to you, feel free to reach out via reddit dm or chat!
submitted by GoroTerror to MeetNewPeopleHere [link] [comments]
A bit about me: I'm 6ā1". I get height can be a big deal for some women so I think it's best to just put it out there first š I've got black hair, brownish black eyes. Average body, I'm muscular and wanting to start exercising both for health and a little bit for better shape. I like to think I'm fairly attractive but then most of us grew up with a relative always telling us we were not handsome or cute, etc. we can share pictures once we establish some comfort zone. If education is important, I am a college graduate with post-graduation degree as well. Now working as an engineer.
I have to lead with the fact that I can be pretty sarcastic at times. I also joke and (playfully) tease. I'm pretty easy going/chill and I like to keep things light and fun, but also enjoy getting into the really deep conversations as well. I'm a sucker for the whole good morning and goodnight text thing as well as checking in on those busier days. That doesnāt mean we have to just message good morning and good night for the whole week. Haha. I think most important part of knowing someone via online platform is initial conversations and if you donāt have enough time let me know otherwise that conversation is dead in no time.
I love animals. I've always felt very connected and attached to them and just enjoy interacting with them. While I am more of a dog person pet-wise, cats are still pretty cool in my book. Cats are more complex though I love the mysterious nature.
Anything outdoors is great in my opinion. Just feel like going for a walk? Let's do it. I do kayaking a bit in the summers, fish, hike, go for drives. I have the habit of occasionally stopping and taking pictures of plants and flowers I see around (I'm always down to share!). While sending me message write code - āI2Uā so that I know itās someone who actually read my post. Didnāt write in the end cuz some people might just skip to end. This doesnāt mean that you just send me the code. I am strictly gonna monitor now. I have skimmed through soo many texts and my innocent heart always gives chances, I am gonna try to be little strict this time.
It's not just the outdoors I love. I can also get down with chill days at home binging something on Netflix or playing something on my PC. Let's face it, I'm a bit if a nerd (everyone has something nerd about themselves) and if you like Jurassic park, board games, Any Mafia movies, gaming, etc we will get along great. I'm a sucker for horror movies as well and am always looking for recommendations. I listen to a lot of music. I shouldnāt brag but I listen to english ,german, Spanish, french and Hindi songs. Born and brought up in India. Hence, hindi songs.
A bit about (possibly) you: I'd prefer if you were in some sort of professional environment and ambitious. I'm not extremely picky about things like hair and eye color. Height is also not a big deal. If you're alot smaller than me and worried that it's something youāll be insecure about, it's not. The big thing for me is personality. I think personality can make us a lot more or a lot less attractive. I want someone that is genuinely kind and sweet, someone that likes to laugh, someone that's not afraid to be goofy.
A final note: I'm a single guy and looking for someone dynamic. Sometimes I can respond immediately and sometimes it takes a minute due to the obvious circumstances. I also don't expect you to respond immediately to every message, I get that we all have lives and can be busy at times. It would be awesome if you are up for a voice chat. And please when responding write something about yourself.
If any if this sounds remotely interesting to you, feel free to reach out via reddit dm or chat!