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Eeyore 16/11/24(Thu)20:43 No. 5183 ID: 1f2240 [Reply]

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I do believe I am cursed to a life where I cannot have friends.
The friendships I get myself into are short lived. Not even lasting a year. They usually end up hating me in the end for reasons I do not really understand.
Is there something wrong with me?
Am I the problem?
Am I too emotional?
I feel easily replaced.

I try so hard to keep balance in friendships. Sometimes I even give up everything for someone if I feel like they are deserving enough. But I guess I'm never deserving to get the same in return. I always get shat on in the end. The friendships always crumble just after a few months.
A never ending cycle...
I'm so lonely.

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Eeyore 17/01/13(Fri)18:29 No. 5261 ID: ef1577

I think >>5225'S self-deprecation is somewhat validating. Of course one never knows online, but I would find it unusual to lie about doing a bad thing and then additionally lie about feeling bad for it, especially such a commonplace thing. It's not like making up a story about how the serial murders you were never caught for haunt your dreams.

There's a part of me that feels justice was served in >>5225's self-loathing. This is the way I always imagine people like that turning out, and I am satisfied to see that--at least on one case--it appears to be true. I also feel a little sorry that >>5225 had to learn the hard way, but then I suppose that's the only way any of us ever really learn.

Eeyore 17/01/14(Sat)09:01 No. 5268 ID: fdfdf0

I'm in my 4th year of college and have yet to make a single true friend. Came in with a lot, since the University was right near my hometown. I was in a class last semester with someone I considered a bestfriend during highschool. I said hi to her once, but she never talked to me otherwise, sat on the otherside of the lecture.

Eeyore 17/01/14(Sat)12:56 No. 5269 ID: 73131e

One of the reasons i dropped out of college was because i was dealing with heavy depression about not being able to make friends. Even with effort put in. I was excluded from groups and seemed to be the only lone wolf. All of that weighed down on my school performance so i just gave up.

If you see someone who is alone, give them your time. It could change their whole life and their future. Some people cant help but to be dependant on that kind of comfort in order to live life happily. We are human. We need positive human interaction.

Eeyore 16/12/26(Mon)02:42 No. 5238 ID: 03ed85 [Reply]

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I hate Christmas.

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Eeyore 17/01/13(Fri)05:00 No. 5259 ID: 295dc9

I hate January.

Eeyore 17/01/13(Fri)07:56 No. 5260 ID: 73131e

Valentines day is coming up.
Ya'll ready to hate that one too?

Eeyore 17/01/13(Fri)19:36 No. 5263 ID: ef1577

>Valentines day
As Christmas has its "Festivus", Valentine's day needs an alternate holiday for all the foreveralones and potential suicides.

Finaltimes Day?

Eeyore 17/01/11(Wed)23:37 No. 5255 ID: 1f2240 [Reply]

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I feel beautiful, And full of joy. All efforts put- In love, I fell.
He gave me his love, His compassion, Even hope. His words lift me up Cheerful, fulfilling
I want him to realize The future we can have, The heart he can lean on With passion and love. Trust, validation.
We still have time. So sing me your lulluby As you open your gate.

Eeyore 17/01/12(Thu)01:17 No. 5256 ID: 7f89f3

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sing a song of sixpence
a pocket full of rye
four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie

Eeyore 17/01/11(Wed)23:31 No. 5254 ID: 1f2240 [Reply]

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I am disgusting, And I am not well. All efforts put- In love, I fell.
He lost his love, His compassion, Even hope, His words became empty, Hurtful, demeaning.
He does not realize The monster he is becoming. The heart he is breaking With selfishness and hate, Distrust, negate
If its too late, Just put me to sleep And close the gate.

Eeyore 17/01/12(Thu)01:30 No. 5257 ID: 7f89f3

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when the pie was opened
the birds began to sing
wasn't that a dainty dish to set before the king?

Eeyore 16/12/29(Thu)15:23 No. 5243 ID: 34eca6 [Reply]

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Somebody please put me to sleep.
I'm so tired.

Vanonymouse!w.OxY3rAM6 16/12/29(Thu)21:05 No. 5244 ID: fcfe09

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Take 2, call me never.... unless you're a hot woman or trap. :P

Eeyore 16/12/29(Thu)23:26 No. 5245 ID: 1f2240


Eeyore 16/12/08(Thu)19:58 No. 5214 ID: 354b15 [Reply]

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Lets say you die and wake up in a grey room devoid of anything, "god" what ever that may be says it will decide your fate in 1 hour, in this time you can ask 3 questions of any nature.
what are they?

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:) 16/12/19(Mon)07:41 No. 5228 ID: 3c8054

1. Are you the only god?
2. what is the purpose of the entire universe?
3. How can I leave

Eeyore 16/12/20(Tue)18:47 No. 5229 ID: 8f31d4

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>Lets say you die and wake up in a grey room devoid of anything
Is it devoid of geometrical boundaries?

>what ever that may be says it will decide your fate in 1 hour, in this time you can ask 3 questions of any nature.
what are they?
Why is a raven like a writing desk?
Which came first, the chicken or the egg?

I have no intention of taking it easy on on my captor.

Eeyore 17/01/10(Tue)20:42 No. 5252 ID: 335076

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i just felt like redoing this one.

Eeyore 16/12/09(Fri)20:16 No. 5217 ID: 1f2240 [Reply]

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Here is a list of a few random things that cause my anxiety to explode
In no particular order

-If my living space is untidy
-Other peoples cleaning / organization
-If my laundry, clean or dirty, is touched by anyone but me
-Touching anything that my mother has touched
-A good majority of social situations
-Having friends, keeping friends, losing friends
-Babies and children
-Cancelled plans
-Untimely or late message responses
-Minor misunderstandings

Whether I be sitting in saddness, in disgust, or in hatred,
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Eeyore 16/12/09(Fri)21:46 No. 5218 ID: 045762

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-When my living space gets messy, it erodes my self-confidence; makes me feel like I never get anything done, not even the dishes--so what does it matter if i even try (seems to be the beginning of every depressive phase, my apartment fills up with trash, dishes start to stink, I fall into a hole).

-When other people violate the unwritten rules and rituals I live by (like taking another glass for a drink instead of reuisng the one they have) I experience almost uncontrollable outbursts of anger (I've actually thrown people out, abruptly and without explanation, for doing this).

-When someone does something the wrong way and it's obvious they simply don't care if there's an easier, more efficient, or more effective way to do it I visualize strangling them to death and it starts a little seed of hatred for that person that will never go away (and it seems to be a hallmark trait of people who work in management--even if they are good managers, when they don't delegate a task they tend to do it themselves in the worst posssible way and then walk away confident in their having "got it done").

-Talking to people in positions of power over me who do not acknowledge their privileges and yet subject me to their whims makes me acutely nauseous (also managers, but in my case particularly the people who sponsor my visa who never seem to be aware that I have to stay in their good graces--personally and professionally--lest I be thrown all they way back to my home country).

-Having unanswered calls, unreplied messages, etc induces a kind of paralysis in me; I can't return people's inquires because I assume they already hold me in contempt and don't want to face whatever consequences they have prepared (which happens to me on a daily basis--everything from having to listen to twenty minutes of scolding for not interrupting my work to answer a personal call to fired for not replying to an e-mail for five minutes--every day; I wish I were making it up).

-Time itself induces me to panic almost constantly. I often wake up with a jump--to my feet, sometimes an hour before my alarm wtih my heart racing while I desperately try to figure out what day and time it is and what I think I should be doing. I catch myself avoiding looking at clocks when I know that it's getting close to the last minute, which is partly why I put clocks in every room of my apartment in positions such that it is possible to see the time from any angle, anywhere (there's even a clock in my bathroom I can see from outside the apartment). Whenever I have time off I don't relax or enjoy it; my heart races and I check and recheck my schedules to make sure I really have the time off. It's not that I want so much to be working, but that I am extremely uneasy about having uno Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

It's been a while Ariel 16/11/18(Fri)22:26 No. 5178 ID: dba874 [Reply]

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It's been a while since I've posted here. I have my cheap whisky bottle besides me (Queen Margot €6) and am waiting for a friend to go out. I am Rommanian, born in Romania, moved to Italy when I was 13 yo. Now I work in Milan.

My grandmother, Marina, died at the end of September. She's been the most important person in my life because she cared for me, my brother and my sister when we were kids and always showed affection towards me. She's been nearer to me than my mother.
It's been really painful to see her in the final days: so weak, so numb. She has been sick with diabetes, dislocated hip from a fall and half paralyzed on the left part of her body for many years. To see the woman I loved the most in my life in that way for so many years and see her in such a state the final days was really painful. I am a person that doesn't really care about pain because I just got used to it but these feelings are too deep to ignore and they just wrecked me in this period. Now I am sitting alone in the apartment in Milan, Italy, half drunk, trying to make sense of it all. I am happy she has passed away because she suffered a lot in her life but I am also pained when I think of all the suffering she went through all her life. I am here weeping like a fool when I think about it all.
She was born in 1936 in a Transilvanian village near Bistrita. She was the only female of like 7 brothers. She worked hard in the household since she way young because they were very poor and that was the way of life those days. She then married by grandfather and moved to Hunedoara, an industrial flourishing city in the communism era of Romania with Ceausescu. She worked as a nurse and had two children: my mother and my uncle. My mother had three children and our father left us when I was like 6 but he was absent most of the time. While my mother was away for work we were cared for by my grandmother.

I know she is in a better place. I just find it difficult to accept I was unable to do anything to help the woman that loved me the most.
She died at the Parma hospital in Italy. We hired a funerary car and driver that drove my mother and me to our home in Hunedoara, Romania where we buried her. At the funeral there were two of her three brothers that are still alive. I could feel all the pain in their hearts.

A few weeks after the funeral and returning back to work in Italy, one of the youngest cousins of my mother had a very bad and stupid accident. I was still very nervous because of the funeral when one of his older brothers called me and told me to talk to the police and hospital because he doesn't speak Italian. He was a truck driver. He slept for the night in his truck near Monza. He woke up in the morning and got down from the truck when an idiot lost control of a small truck and hit the door of my cousin's truck door. The door hit him in the head and that was the last time he wa Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

at least you are still hot anon 16/11/26(Sat)01:46 No. 5189 ID: 90dca0

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you need to gtfo of italy and back to the balkans. you wont find any friends in italy, just bad guts from pasta. im an immigrant in bulgaria for ten years, stop here on the way home and i might bone you to cheer you up.

Eeyore 16/11/26(Sat)16:02 No. 5190 ID: 66f23d

this board sometimes reminds me of sothere.com when it was good. there's a lot of sadness out there; what is wrong with me that i eat it up like candy? vicariously experiencing your sadness i feel depression pulling on me, and keep coming back for more.

i am infatuated with gref.

Ariel 16/12/07(Wed)00:30 No. 5210 ID: dba874

I found quite some friends in Italy, many nice people, even though I am a bit different in the way I think and do things. I am really happy to be in Italy. For many reasons it is one of the best countries in the world: very beautiful girls, best food in the world, best ice-cream in the world, best espresso in the world, sea, mountains.
There's also a historical reason that brings many Romanians to Italy: Romania is born from Romans invading a portion of Dacia in ancient times so we have very similar languages.

I am sad and nervous because of my grandmother. She meant a lot to me and I felt helpless.

BTW I eat pasta every day and never had problems; am not really interested in gay stuff but if you show me your sister I'd be glad.
And go back to your Dog Spinning (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dog_spinning) you retrograde dick shitter!

Eeyore 16/09/27(Tue)13:52 No. 5077 ID: cf289d [Reply]

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Share your stories of failure.

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Failfun The Lone Wolf 16/11/05(Sat)00:54 No. 5155 ID: 55428d

There I was...alone and drunk...sitting in my living room, ashtray full of butts and ashes...empty beer bottles all around and I needed something, an overwhelming urge for substance, a substance, cocaine. I had recently bought a 12 Gauge so me and my new pal hopped inside my Honda to go and fulfill my desire, indulge my fancy. On about my third trip for more, in the full throes of my gluttonous gorging...I decided to "test" my friends mettle and let loose so to speak. It burst with the sound of fire and sparks, awesome. I drove home in a drunken rush, adrenaline fueling my giddy laughter, cocaine numbing senses. I popped off a couple of shots in front of my house and a neighbor called the cops.
.needless to say I was a little offended as the patrol car slowly came to a halt, as the officer proceeded to look around before getting back in his car to leave. As I observed from my windowsill I quickly ran outside to fire a farewell shot before stumbling back inside. Wholeheartedly pleased with my many failings and bad choices I was dismayed to see my house surrounded by 5 squad cars, shining bright lights into my windows as officers walked around my residence for signs of the perpetrator, me. I quickly blocked the doors and started snorting more of this beautifully toxic concoction sans regard for law and judgement of people who cannot understand the need for true liberty, freedom to engage in stimulating situations akin to the forefathers who, I assume have partaken in similar activities before me. As the lights faded and the noise died to a lowly hush, I glanced outside to see they had towed my car, shucks The next day armed officers rudely knocked on my door and escorted me to jail, of which I served less than a month inside...on my release, I walked the few miles home, wrought with regret, I got my car back the same day...shrugged off the irony of it all and simply went on with my life...the end.

Eeyore 16/11/06(Sun)23:28 No. 5167 ID: 2a1684

I've heard coke can make you see yourself as a character in a grand opera. Sounds like you got critcally coked up, took your shotgun with you on a couple coke runs.... did you shoot your friend? ...and then fired some shots in your front yard like redneck white trash.

Did you shoot your friend?

carrots farmer 16/11/27(Sun)00:41 No. 5193 ID: 90dca0

so this year was serious drought, tractor stood with a broke gearbox for 6 months waiting for the repair guy whos always too busy. 3 long long rows of carrots left after i cleared the rest of the crappy crop stumps out my field. got stoned and pissed at 10 am: think fuck it, im stripping the gearbox. amazingly i fix tractor and take the rotovator through the land. forgot carrots and chopped up whole winter supply. todays dinner: chopped carrot stew. found enough fragments for one meal.

Eeyore 16/11/15(Tue)01:35 No. 5176 ID: a0abe0 [Reply]

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This reddit thread is misery gold


ITT links to depressing threads I guess.

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