gotta say, your commitment to the “living in australia” bit is legendary. why the fuck would you do that to yourself?

1. proud boys are not dissidents
2. cops never cared about them, in fact they like them

more like saying the white part out cloud :kelly:

if you haven’t yet become the joker, sorry but, skill issue

i think part of it is that matrix 2 and 3 should just have been mashed into 1 movie, on their own they’re kind of awkward. today we can just watch them immediately in succession and not notice that much

my irresistible charm that overcomes all my tangible flaws of course

please do elaborate

this lil guy: σ

hey anonymous internet posters, why haven’t you magically solved my irl romantic problems? i posted multiple times and all i get is good advice smdh head, when what i need is some magic. i’ll even settle for some validation of my illusions if that’s what you have in stock today

first

I just made it to my first official site tagline, not sure to what extent it’s mocking me but in any case MAKE WAY BIG SHOT COMING THROUGH

still crushing to the extent that my body is almost shaking and i won’t even be able to see them for like another week, i feel like a little hormonal teenager and i know my posts are cringe but i don’t know what else to do

ass flex, in the abstract sense

Yeah I think you’re right. It’s just that I’ve proven to have atrocious judgement and olympic self-delusion about these things in the past.

I’m doing my utmost to not lie about myself, but when you don’t know each other that well, you don’t spill every single bean at once either. I’m just trying a little harder to break my shell and be funny. So if there’s a lie it’s one of omission.

If I could ask a mutual about their current status, and even basics like orientation, I could potentially avoid total embarrassment. But asking another person those questions is another hurdle. First I have to pick one, then I have to actually ask them, preferably in private, which presents its own, uh, logistical problems. And if they don’t know, I have to start over with another person. And every person I ask is another rumor vector.

My crush only increases in intensity every day. This pal got me doing freaking regular excercise which is how you know it’s serious. They told me they like hanging out which is amazing and all but still no proof of mutual romantic attraction.

But of course, I have crippling anxiety and worry constantly what will happen when they discover I’ve been a depressed wreck for an eternity and my life is basically empty. The longer we can chat casually as friends, the more opportunities I have to charm them, but also the longer time I have to screw up by marinating too much in anxiety. My pathetic life just feels like a ticking time bomb.

And I don’t want to just spontaneously blurt out a half-assed love declaration right now because I also don’t know them super well, which means they can’t really trust my sincerity. So I want to turn this into a math problem where we get to charm each other for the perfect X number of days but without revealing too much scar tissue, and of course without me spontaneously combusting from not knowing how they feel. Can someone help me format that equation?

Oh and did I mention they might move decently far away sometime in the undefined medium term future?

fair, but he’s not just some random guy, he was a red hat (whose biggest donor is the military iirc) employee for 14 years and now works for microsoft. throw in the german born in latin america and my sensors start buzzing

poettering is CIA change my mind

baseed