naem posted:

Ocrassus posted:

Why has this thread turned into fuckin E/N.

Wicker Man posted:

I still want to know what kind of responses to that kid's comment might have been. Especially if the girl herself replied.

Pick posted:

The watermelon wasn't even in anything, or disguised in any way, I just got confused.

Moridin920 posted:

I'm telling you that in reality people respond hella well to someone doing their own thing. Don't be a follower, be a trend setter. Stop obsessing so much about what other people think all the time. Get confident because you know you're dope af regardless of what some chucklefuck says.

People in that grocery store know me by name and greet me and smile and wave and give me free poo poo so if your argument is they'll all hate on me then lol I gots tons of free poo poo the deli dude slips me that says otherwise.


I wore goddamn cheetah print PJs to a bar the other month bc they are comfy and I couldn't be assed to change when my friend said 'let's go get some day drinks' and I got no less than 3 people telling me they love my pants and one bought me a drink. Goddamn cheetah print PJs. Bet your $200-300 social status jeans don't get drinks bought for you.

Troposphere posted:

whenever I come into work without eyeliner on everyone is like wow you look so good without the makeup and I'm wearing primer+foundation+concealer+blush+powder+setting spray

Pick posted:

Someone said there wasn't a firm definition of "creepy", but there is. Creepy is still pretty well tied to "creeping" in the traditional sense. That is, to creep, to try to do things furtively (and therefore with limited risk). Mr. Butt Sandwich was being a creep because he was trying to force his butt onto women while pretending that wasn't his plan. He was being manipulative, taking advantage of plausible deniability even though he knew what he was doing. If he'd been like "I'm going to shove my butt against you!" he'd be an obnoxious rear end in a top hat, but not a creep. Standing outside a woman's dorm window and yelling "I love you, Sandy!!" might be obnoxious or even frightening, but it's not creepy. Sitting out in the bushes waiting for a peek of Sandy through the window is creepy. Creepy is about being furtive when other people are acting in good faith, and that's why it's frowned upon. A creep is not a worse person than an obnoxious rear end in a top hat per se, but it's its own thing.

That said, doing something "creepy" doesn't make you a creep, just like doing one rude thing doesn't make you a bastard. Everyone does some creepy things, because the world is scary. Some "creepy" behavior is just trying to scope things out, with the intention of avoiding awkwardness for yourself and for the other person. But it has to be balanced against interactions which are conducted in good faith. I don't think most people who are creepy mean to be, they're just very shy.

subhuman filth posted:

so would it not be creepy if i came up in broad daylight and showed you my rape knife

subhuman filth posted:

"This is my rape knife. I use it when i perform my many aggravated sexual assaults"

PallasAthene posted:

I know a few girls who would invite you in after that.

Golluk posted:

Is a rape knife used on the willing really a rape knife? Or does it become more of a multi use tool?

PallasAthene posted:

I know a few girls who would invite you in after that.

Zorodius posted:

do they have rape knives?

PallasAthene posted:

They have one of those magnetic strips for kitchen knives on the wall by the bed in case dudes need the use of both hands.

PallasAthene posted:

They have one of those magnetic strips for kitchen knives on the wall by the bed in case dudes need the use of both hands.

Wicker Man posted:

I still want to know what kind of responses to that kid's comment might have been. Especially if the girl herself replied.

Spatial posted:

His brazenness increased over time. A few months after that he followed some poor girl around a nightclub for 20 minutes straight until her boyfriend physically threatened him to stop. We only know this because he proudly told us the whole sordid tale, including the amazing phrase "I would've beaten him up but he was too big." He was utterly serious about this and took great pride in it. Hard to believe but it's completely true. We often thought we must be on some candid camera show with the poo poo this guy was saying and doing.

At the end of the first year I got sick of him and gave him a piece of my mind. He left in a sulk and a few days later went on an hour-long rant to my friend about his amazing plan to destroy my greatest achievement and exact revenge - by making a better videogame than I could.

There's no end to the laffs this guy provided during my college years. He was so funny by virtue of being terrible that I was honestly sad to see him go by the end.

White Phosphorus posted:

The whore bitch Hillary doesn't serve a nice liberal like me.

Stinky_Pete posted:

She serves my (((liberal income bracket))), but not the people whose interests I'm trying to vote for. It is a predicament.

Rutibex posted:

people are giving you free stuff because they think you are homeless

radiatinglines posted:

just be honest and say you don't give a gently caress about anyone else

Stinky_Pete posted:

ah, to live without guilt. what a dream

i'm going to marry a doctor or fellow engineer, join the top 10% household income bracket, benefit from the imperial status quo, and shed a single tear every night for the working man

Stinky_Pete posted:

ah, to live without guilt. what a dream

i'm going to marry a doctor or fellow engineer, join the top 10% household income bracket, benefit from the imperial status quo, and shed a single tear every night for the working man

Blacktoll posted:

Both this thread and the reddit relationship one are great because of all the mental illness on display.

quote:

Hi everyone. I am apologizing now for the long read there's a TLDR at the end. I really need help. I have bee struggling with this for years and finally looking for advice.

So my best friend (Tim) and I have been friends since we were 10 years old. We did and still do everything together. Playing basketball, video games, hell, we even live one house over from each other.

I know something's that he's done to me that he is unaware that I know. When we were in middle and high school, we talked about everything, including who we have feelings for. I would tell him I him I like Melissa so when we all hang out together he could be my wing man. Well, I never ended up dating Melissa cause she never had feelings for me. the strange part was a few months later, he would be dating Melissa. Since we were best friends for years already at this point, I always thought to myself, "Awesome, Tim. Way to go!" And I wouldn't think anything else of it. I was happy for him. This, conveniently, happened about 4 times after. You can call me naive, go ahead.

Then one day came. A new girl comes to the school, we'll call her Dani. Me and her instantly hit it off. We are talking, holding hands, essentially dating. Out of the blue one day, my friend Tim comes to me and tells me she doesn't want to date me because I am loser. I talked to her about it and she says "People around the school say I shouldn't date you because you are a loser, etc etc." I try to find out who, but our school was too large and no one would give me an answer (I was relatively popular in the school because I was the captain on the basketball team). So eventually I let it go. I'm sure you see where this is going.

A week or so later, my friend tells me he's dating Dani. This is when my suspicions grew; about this time and the previous times this has happened. But since he is my best friend, I say, "hey, [generic bro code line]!"

Now we both knew this girl, Amanda, since 6th grade and we are now in junior year of high school. She was a classic "ugly duckling" story, although I never thought of her as such. She was dating a mutual acquaintance who was a football player and they had recently broken up. I always have had a thing for her, but I was and still am a pretty shy person. So figured I would try to give it a shot and start dating her. I told my friend I had a thing for her before she got out of this "ugly duckling" phase. Well, whatdoyouknow, my friend already has plans to go out with her. He even asked me if I was alright with this. This time I wasn't alright with this. But me being me, I said "Sure! I have a thing for her friend anyway!" Total. Lie. (Why do I do this.)

A little hurt, I was seeking some consoling. (It's worth mentioning Tim's brother was dating Amanda's best friend.) I spoke to a mutual friend of ours about the situation, leaving out key names and such. Eventually it got out that I had feelings for Tim's girlfriend, Amanda. Everyone in school was coming at me with questions and stuff, so to try to quell it, I told them I had feelings for Amanda's friend instead of Amanda herself. Tim or his brother didn't get angry, since I wasn't close to Tims brother or anything. So I was in the clear.

Things are going smoothly for Tim and Amanda while was dating some here and there. Nothing ever turned out well. We graduate high school and college didn't go so well for any of us, so we look for some jobs to save up some money. We all end up working at a retail company selling furniture. This was a pretty big store so there were many employees, but us three stuck together. We made a killer sales team. I had started seeing this girl who was great. But after a few months of working together, I noticed Tim and Amanda aren't doing so well in their relationship. I ask Tim what's up and he tells me he doesn't want to be tied down in a relationship and was thinking about seeing other women. As an unbiased friend I give him advice and tell him to do what he thinks is best, but advise them to stay together.

A year or so goes by and my friend quits the job cause of arguments he had with multiple customers. (He was always a hot head.) Soon after Tim tells me him and Amanda are no longer together. Me, Tim, and two girls we knew from high school were hanging out one day partying. We had some questionable drugs, cocain (first time trying it and the last time). Things started getting heavy and we started messing around. Me and my girlfriend and him and the two girls. I needed to go to work early the next day so I went to bed relatively early. A week or so later I found out my friend tried to get my girlfriend to go with them to his house, for obvious reasons. Needless to say, I broke it off with my girlfriend of 3 years. I still spoke to Tim because at this point, he was like my brother.

So it's me and Amanda working at this furniture store together while Tim is finding other work elsewhere.

I was still hanging out with both of them as I was close to both of them. After work me and Amanda would grab drinks and talk, other days I'd hang with Tim playing basketball. Just friend things. All the while they are on and off constantly. Tim telling me stories of him hooking up with girls at the bar, online, any way he could, even after he had told me they were back together. Amanda telling me she was seeing someone new every now and then. After hanging out with Amanda frequently, my feelings had resurfaced. No feelings of revenge for my girlfriend or anything like that. I just love who she is. I am in love with Amanda.

Now here are. 28. Every time it's brought up Tim says they are together, but the next day tells me of some girl he hosed last night. He's even telling me stories of girls he hosed working at the furniture store. Girls I told him I was into before I met my ex. But here I am. Alone. In love with Amanda. While I see Tim cheating on her constantly. I feel like I'm stuck. I want to tell Amanda how I feel. At this point, I don't care if I lose Tim and be with Amanda, because that's what I truly want. But I don't want to lose Tim and end up having Amanda not feel the same way. I just don't know what to do.

TL;DR: I fell for my best friends (Tims) girlfriend (Amanda) years before they started dating. He starts dating her, cheats on her constantly, hosed my then girlfriend. Still friends cause he was like my brother. My feelings for Amanda resurfaced. Now I'm stuck between losing my best friend since I was 10 and being with Amanda, or losing them both.

subhuman filth posted:

so would it not be creepy if i came up in broad daylight and showed you my rape knife

P-Mack posted:

The trick to this is to move to New York or San Francisco so you can still feel poor.

Zorodius posted:

what if a guy forthrightly declares "I am a creep"? Unwind that paradox, Bertrand Russell.

Varg posted:

this is probably the best niceguy.txt I've ever read

Zorodius posted:

what if a guy forthrightly declares "I am a creep"? Unwind that paradox, Bertrand Russell.