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    2.6 MB Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)16:40 No.15820617  
    Does anyone have the image that starts out as the "Dad drawing her dead daughter" baww comic but the artist is drawing cultist-chan instead? /r/ing that.

    In the meantime, /tg/-related funny pictures and screencaps thread.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)16:41 No.15820628
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    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)16:41 No.15820635
    >"Dad drawing her dead daughter"
    >Dad [...] her

    I think you want to go to >>>/d/ for that.
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    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)16:43 No.15820651
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    Are you talking about this?
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)16:44 No.15820657
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    Oh, whoops.

    This is awkward.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)16:45 No.15820666
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    That's the one! Many tanks.

    Continuing dump for the hell of it.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)16:46 No.15820675
    Wait... the girl was his dead daughter? I always just thought he was sad because she wasn't real. Where the hell did it say she was his actual daughter?
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)16:46 No.15820685
    She's not a dead daughter, just a creation of his that 'came to life' through his work
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)16:48 No.15820696
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    I always interpreted it as being the guy's actual, deceased daughter. Call it derpy if you want, I suppose.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)16:49 No.15820708
    Here's a question: if a nominally emale entity impregnates another female, is she the "dad" or are they both called moms?

    This is possible technically IRL (replace the nucleus of a sperm with a cell from a male or female donor, produce clone), but also through, you know, in games, shapechanging magic or growin' stuff you shouldn't, etc.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)16:49 No.15820710

    Considering it never actually states or hints at anything like that, I'll call it derpy.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)16:50 No.15820725

    I always thought he was drawing his ideal wife, and then she started calling him dad. Not as planned.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)16:51 No.15820728
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    You're weird.
    >> noko Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)16:51 No.15820732
    Don't mind if I do!
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)16:52 No.15820740
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    That she/it called him "Dad" was hint/statement enough for me, I suppose.
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    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)16:56 No.15820782
    OP of that post here. Space Marine was actually a great book. I'm reading Inquisition War now and it's even better.
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    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)17:09 No.15820898
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    never seen this before, what is the original?
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)17:09 No.15820904
    You mean OP's pic?
    Original is the same without cross-eyes.
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    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)17:21 No.15820999

    I'd ask if you're high, but I think that's pretty much a given if you actually enjoyed those turds masquerading as books.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)17:22 No.15821005

    not the original drawing of the father drawing his daughter
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)17:27 No.15821060

    Anyone have that one? Never saw the original.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)17:31 No.15821091
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    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)17:32 No.15821107

    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)17:33 No.15821118

    oh god dammit anon
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)17:33 No.15821123
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)17:34 No.15821130
    >Can I be pretty aswell?
    >Looks prettier with short hair.
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    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)17:35 No.15821139

    I love that last panel - "ain't I a stinker?" Makes me crack up every time.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)17:35 No.15821149
    That's just 'cause we at /tg/ have a thing for tomboys.

    Which leads to the sad dilemma of every girl we take interest to either being taken or a lesbian.

    Or both.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)17:37 No.15821172
    >taken or a lesbian
    >Get her! You have to contend with one man, or with none!
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)17:39 No.15821187
    I won't lie.
    I hnnnggggh'd.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)17:42 No.15821214
    Speak for yourself, man. I love those elegant girly girls.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)17:44 No.15821227
    These images must be preserved on the 1d4chan for all time
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)20:24 No.15822874
    Damnit Anon why do you always speak the truth!
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    dismayed orange on a fork
    >cannot unsee
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)21:06 No.15823279
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    >those feelings you have when you never had a girlfriend in your youth because you kept falling for lesbians
    >1069 emokill
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)21:08 No.15823307
    You know they're just lesbians when YOU are asking them, right?
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)21:12 No.15823338
    That's small-time.

    Nearly every girl I've ever asked out was raped as a child and afraid to be in relationships.

    And that's between being rejected for not being the right religion.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)21:15 No.15823369
    >not being the right religion.
    Are you a fucking fa/tg/uy or aren't you, anon?! Roleplay dat shit! I once pretended to be Hindu to get laid!
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)21:19 No.15823418
    Anyone end up afraid of socialization because of how they were treated when they were child.
    >>>Being socially awkward as a result.
    >>Driving everyone I was interested in away
    >That feel, I know it.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)21:29 No.15823528
    >Nearly every girl I've ever asked out was raped as a child
    Uh...is that some sort of terrible talent?
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)21:30 No.15823534
    We were friends first, guy. Not everyone has the same horrible problems you have.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)21:31 No.15823546
    Maybe he puts out a scent that only dogs and sexually abused females can smell.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)21:38 No.15823613
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    This thread is getting depressing. Let's try to cheer up.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)21:49 No.15823743
    I drive people away because I care too much about them, and respect their decisions and liberties. Some times I wonder if I should just be an ass.

    And well being short.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)21:55 No.15823800
    All though today when I was getting back from the gym I saw a box with something moving. I check it out and there where two kittens. I took them to the vet, lucky for them they where only cold and hungry.
    Then while going out I thought; what I'm going to do with 2 more cats. Lucky for me a grandma with her grandchildren saw the kittens and asked me if owned them I said no, and well they wanted them so I gave them to them. They looked like good person to me.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:05 No.15823878
    I met the girl who was in the longest relationship with me after she was in a knife fight. The relationship was good, she was just the sort to randomly pick fights and never back down. There's something hilarious about a chick who was 4'8" and was built like a twig taking down a 300lb guy by repeatedly headbutting him in the solar plexus.

    Her method of introduction was pretty good, too. The transcript of the conversation, as best I remember.
    Her: Hi, you look interesting. Got a moment?
    Me: What the fuck? Why the fuck are you bleeding? Were you just in that fight? What the fucking hell is going on?
    Her: Fucker mouthed off. Yeah, I need your shirt or some bandages. Drive me to the hospital?
    Me: . . . fuck it, we need to go.

    Short use of first aid training to stabilize her, and I was off. She passed out on the drive to the hospital, I made up a bullshit story about her getting mugged, and she thanked me with dinner in a random warehouse she somehow had access to. Apparently got stabbed in the arm, nearly lost the use of it. Didn't stop her batshit antics.

    Sadly, that relationship ended in the most surreal series of events possible, to the point where I'm still wondering if the end was some sort of elaborate joke.
    >> BK 08/04/11(Thu)22:09 No.15823915
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    Oh sir, do go on.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:16 No.15823983
    I'm afraid the universe shares its joke with no one.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:16 No.15823984

    Hoo shit, man. You were going out with a PC, sounds like.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:19 No.15824007
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    In light of recent events....
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:21 No.15824023
    What the christ.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:23 No.15824048
    Give everything and receive nothing. Kind of the story of my life all though I still conserve my body parts.

    And I regret nothing. I'll meet someone that does care for me like I do for them.

    There is too many bad things in the world to let my self get bitter and angry about the world.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:24 No.15824050
    It's a curse. Anon's an oracle.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:24 No.15824058
    Yeah, this taught me several things about life.

    - While cute, tiny punk girls are either insane or really, really goddamn insane

    - Rooftops are where really, really weird shit happens. Like releasing three parrots to "make some lonely pirates happy", and growing excessive quantities of tomatoes to make the best goddamn pasta sauce in existence.

    - No matter what, never drink anything that was distilled by a guy whose name is a single word. You will wake up naked, in a horse-drawn carriage, with your girlfriend laughing because she is hungover and somehow obtained a box of toilet paper.

    - Going to straight edge shows and smoking herbal cigarettes is the easiest way to pick fights. Additionally, no security guard will throw out a tiny girl who beat the shit out of someone by provoking them.

    - There is no reason to cover a bicycle in strobe lights. Additionally, there is no reason to strap a boombox to the back and blare "Intergalactic" while riding through the street at 2 AM.

    - Fireworks and half-full bottles of home-distilled liquor will start fires on things you were unaware could catch on fire.
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    Bah, I don't have depressingly enough stories of the like to share with ye, but here, have some The Sims shenaningans I found on /v/
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:25 No.15824061
    Bitches and whores.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:26 No.15824092
    Should've given her one eye and kept the other. Would've increased his odds.
    Hindsight, with or without eyes, is 20/20.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:29 No.15824126

    >Fucked a punk girl

    >Had or saw a bike covered in strobelights playing "Intergalactic"

    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:30 No.15824138
    >> OP 08/04/11(Thu)22:30 No.15824140
    Holy Jesus, this thread is still going.

    Welp, carry on with your sad stories, I suppose. I'll toss in a couple of tabletop-related heartbreakers for the hell of it.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:31 No.15824146
    Aww, man. How did this blessed relationship end?
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    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:34 No.15824194
    I, on the other hand, never sought love. And my life doesn't feel empty even though I lack that warmth.

    I guess I'm used to feeling hollow.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:37 No.15824215
    Trust me, it's almost more trouble than it's worth. Sure, there are good times, but it's confusing and terrible things will happen on occasion. I've also ended up with a lot of hilarious relics of that period. Took a break from women for half a year after that particular debacle.

    Additionally, while mohawks can seem kinda cool, they are annoying and hard to keep washed if you don't want to do a ton of work with them. They are also highly inconvenient during sex. Fortunately, being over a foot taller than her and outweighing her by quite a bit meant that bedroom maneuvering was not difficult.

    Nothing really shows you someone who loves life quite as much as somebody like that, though. It's almost reassuring that someone still is crazy enough to live every day like it's the last.

    Eh, may as well try and get back in touch with her. This thread reminded me of all the good times.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:38 No.15824225
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    Oh man, dating crazy girls must be the shit.
    (quite literally)

    Had a sort of pyromaniac friend who almost made me lose one of my eyes (thank god I use glasses).
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:38 No.15824229
    Does anyone have original of OP's desired comic?
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:39 No.15824234

    You've given me goals, anon. I hope that my life will one day be able to hold a torch to yours.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:40 No.15824245
    Wow, what a bitch. This isn't a super true story, bro, is it?
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:41 No.15824249

    Is there more of this?
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:41 No.15824252
    Oh god chinman,
    thats my favourit... whateveritis...
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:41 No.15824254

    Trade off is crazy girls are the best sex you will eve have. You will never have better sex than with a chick who has some severe daddy issues.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:42 No.15824263
    .... elaborate.
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    Why yes, there is.

    Chinman makes me happy because my love stories were hardly this pathetic, even if sometimes I like to think otherwise.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:44 No.15824273
    Well I was not raised to get drag down. Like something on my head was always saying "For every problem the Gods had made they also made a solution"
    >> Dr. Baron von Evilsatan 08/04/11(Thu)22:46 No.15824295

    It involves an eye transplant working perfectly through sheer happenstance, when it is rare enough for even brothers to share enough markers to make them work so well, them finding a doctor willing to remove both of somebody's eyes which will just not happen outside of Brazil or Russia, and somehow the girl never noticing during the entire recoveyr period until she regains her sight that the guy is now blind and without any of the years of experience it takes to live like that, or noticing the weeks he'd spend in the hospital to make sure that he'd not been even more damaged by the procedure. It's not impossible, but it is so unlikely it's the next best thing.

    I've been put off relationships by my own experiences pretty badly. You should never be able to say that two-thirds of your relationships have ended because of a kidnapping.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:48 No.15824311
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    Have you ever been told sometimes you sound like a emontionless robot speaking?

    Hearing this from loved ones gives me mixed feelings.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:49 No.15824325
    Okay, this is going to sound insane. Believe me when I say that I still barely believe that all of this shit happened.

    We were out one night drinking with a few buddies, including a hilarious gentleman who is a Jewish alcoholic of Orthodox appearance, including the sideburns and beard. Steff (the girl in this story) suggests we head on over to a random basement show that was going on.

    It was a fairly decent noise music show with a sort of Tim Hecker vibe going. Somewhat chill. The show/party's host was a Chinese guy who chose this night to wear full-on Mandarin style robes made out of shit he salvaged from thrift stores and stitched together himself. There was a surprising amount of opium there, as well, which is the weirdest drug I've ever had the pleasure of taking.

    So, we're drinking for a while, and I am buzzed out of my skull. Pretty soon, though, Steff manages to pick a fight with a guy and knocks him out with the aid of massively overweighted combat boots. Deciding it's high time to leave, I grab her and a couple of the guys who had gone with us, and left.

    We go to hang out at the abandoned warehouse that she had access to (I'd never gotten the full story, but apparently, her brother owned the place and was trying to develop it. Until then, it just kinda sat there, and we drank in it, occasionally hosting underground shows). Suddenly, lights outside, and a few guys start shouting shit at us. Friends of the guys at the party.

    It's clear there's going to be a fight, so we avail ourselves of various things. Steff then turns to me, knife in one hand and pink umbrella in the other, and says;

    >Hon, you've got a future. I love you, but I can tell this isn't your scene. This is going to suck, so let's break things off on a high note while I go out and try to kill these fuckers. If I call you tomorrow, consider that a proposal. If I don't, then I'm either in jail, the hospital, dead, or running, in which case, this is over.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:50 No.15824342

    I typed up a reply and realized it may be too graphic for /tg/, so I am unsure of what exactly you want an elaboration on.

    To be a massive dick and generalize : those crazy, outgoing fun girls who reek of daddy issues? They are going to often be sexual uninhibited with an extremely low self esteem. They get into the bedroom for you, do anything for you, and will be extremely unlikely to complain.

    Trade off is being in a relationship with one falls into DANGER territory. I unfortunately have noticed I have a bit of a thing for crazy girls, and it has led to fantastic sex. It has also led to completely bat shit insane unhealthy relationships and fights.

    But, but, but. I love them crazies.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:52 No.15824353
    >If I call you tomorrow, consider that a proposal.

    So I guess she didn't called you on the next day?
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:52 No.15824360
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:53 No.15824363

    She then charged out, screaming incoherently in what I believe was Finnish, and I booked it. I heard gunshots at one point, but I was booking it the fuck out of there, because something in her words just made me want to do it. Cleaned up a lot of life; no more experimenting with odd substances, finished up a decent degree and MA, and now I've got a nice, stable job.

    Weirdest night of my life. She apparently survived; no one was caught, no one pressed charges. This was about six years ago, and I'm just trying to get her contact info again now, by calling her brother. I honestly want to see what has happened with her, and see if she's still the same person. Two years is a long time when you're in your early twenties, and to spend it with one person is pretty dramatic.

    I still have the jewelry she gave me, in sentimental pique. Admittedly, it's an 8 gauge PA with a skull that I wear on special occasions, but it still counts.
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    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:53 No.15824371

    Not a Brandon. Live in Alberta, and honestly, stuff like that is vague enough it can fit a hell of a lot of people in the first place. :P
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:56 No.15824394
    No. Apparently, she disappeared for about five months, then showed up at her brother's place, which was something I knew. On the phone with her brother right now. She's apparently the owner of a small Italian restaurant in a college town near where I've settled now. I'm going to give her a call in a few minutes, just to see what's going on.

    Holy shit, /tg/, my night is just getting weirder and weirder.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:56 No.15824397

    Wait, she has a Finnish battle cry?

    Other fa/tg/uy that was talking about crazy girls in here.. YOU MUST CLAIM HER! Granted, this may be because I am a massive metal head and such things amuse me. Regardless, I do have to raise an eyebrow at having a PA piercing for "special occasions"

    "Yes hon, this is my special occasion dick piercing. An ex gave it to me. Now shut up while I shove it down your throat."
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)22:56 No.15824400

    This life you lead

    It is magical.
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    Hope time's been good to her, my friend.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:00 No.15824445
    I don't know if your story was true, but I'll cheer you on regardless.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:01 No.15824448
    This are not the worst nor the strangest thing I've heard during my work.

    The first years I was like "You did what? With that what? And on public? And you had that inside you for days? You thought it was normal?

    Now I just move my head and facepalm. I'm sure the universe likes to plays jokes with us and specially me some times.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:02 No.15824464

    I'll have you know that that girl is many a nerd's wet dream. Don't you let that shit go.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:06 No.15824493
    rolled 60 = 60

    I would LITERALY KILL for a woman like that.

    haveing someone to watch your back in fights is AWESOME.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:08 No.15824523
    Gave her a call. No answer, but got voicemail. Message-wise, she sounded good. Same energy and excitement. No idea how long ago it was recorded, but it's sounding good.

    Left a message. If she calls back, I'll let you guys know what's up.

    I've had that conversation. Most girls think it's kinda cool, and consider it a 'memory of good times'. Then again, I don't seem to date normal chicks.

    It's true. I still wonder how the fuck all that happened. Life is fucking weird.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:11 No.15824555
    You are in the "Abyss of Probability", where the unusual things that can happen in one's life have piled up. Don't doubt yourself in this matter.
    >> GL Pretentious Hipster !!NU1qDw5ZF2C 08/04/11(Thu)23:21 No.15824664

    I wish you the best.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:28 No.15824716
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    Well, since we're sharing our bittersweet stories, might as well throw mine out here.

    For the better part of my early years, I was bored as fuck. Classes were too easy because of the broken education system, next-to-nobody shared my interests, and while I had a few lasses interested in me (I was the nice guy archetype and they were all on rebound), the most I did was putz around with the relationship until they got too annoying and one of us called it off. It wasn't hell per se, and it certainly wasn't worthy of dying my hair and listening to 'edgy' music. But it was unpleasant. And then I met her.

    She was petite and tomboyish, a good 3/4 to one foot under my height, with short red-brown hair and a cute, button nose. She had freckles, which I found highly adorable, and while she was fairly flat-chested, I don't think I've ever seen a finer ass in my life. But above all that, there were her eyes. They were green, but not your usual green. They were this bright, cheery green, like the sun shining through a canopy of leaves. And they seemed different. They seemed, well, -alive-.

    She was fun to be around, too. She was a tad violent, but in a harmless, playful kind of way (possibly a moot point considering that I'm built like a bear and have a high tolerance for pain). Had a very catgirl-esque demeanor, and something tells me that she would not be averse to wearing ears and a tail upon request. She was intelligent, silly, geeky as all hell, and she knew how to fire a howitzer. No, I'm not joking. She knew how to arm and fire a goddamn howitzer.

    So this was it. The first person that I'd actually developed some manner of real feelings for. That one girl who was, in my opinion, perfect.

    Naturally, I fucked up.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:30 No.15824732
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    My main problem was that I had been trained through media consumption and a good number of rebound chicks that nice guy-ism was the only winning tactic. So I did what I normally did. I acted nice. I got her things she wanted (I was a rich fucker, it was hardly a strain on my wallet at the time). Every advance I made resulted in zero progress, and by the time I finally figured it out, it was too late. Even if she hadn't friendzoned me by that point, I only had two months before I packed up and moved ten hours away for personal reasons. That wasn't any time at all to get serious, and long-distance relationships never work.

    But I continued on. Pandered about, had a hilariously disastrous relationship with a well-to-do-but-shy christian type, and eventually learned about being alpha, or at least incorporating enough alpha into one's strategy as to appear initially appealing. But I didn't care anymore. Nobody really struck me as interesting. No-one was her. And then, as I sat in a new-age store that the relative I was rooming with dragged me out to, it hit me: In all probability, I would never see her again. Ever.

    In my disgruntled haste to leave the state, I turned my back on the singlemost perfect girl in my life.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:32 No.15824745
    Well, final update for the night on my insane situation. Got a call back; apparently, she took a break from work to give me a call, and it's apparently in a bit of a dinner rush.

    She's doing well. We're meeting for coffee and catching up tomorrow. She apparently has a lot to talk about. We reminisced a bit about old times. Both our lives have stabilized, and she's apparently "past the really crazy days".

    She also wanted to know if I still had that piece of jewelry. I take this as a good sign. Thanks for getting me to tell this story and thinking about the old days. Who knows how this will all turn out?
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:33 No.15824759
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    I freaked the fuck out, sat in a wicker chair, and quietly hyperventilated for a good five minutes. That sense of dread followed me for weeks. I'd all but given up on everything. But one day, one sunny day, as I sat in front of a waterfall at the base of a mountain, it came to me. Her absence and her memory slapped me upside the head, a sort of residual, belligerent stroke of inspiration. She was gone. It was my fault. I can't fix that. But I can learn from my mistakes. I can better myself, find the fullest of my potential, so when I find someone else that I actually love, I can be someone that they actually deserve. She transformed from a lost love into a muse.

    I've grown since then. While I'm still the same quiet, mildly overweight geek, I'm confident and charismatic in a way that I could never have managed before. While genetics and mild asthma keep me from physical perfection, I still exercise for the focus and health it brings me. I'm still single, and have been for a while, but I'm honestly focused on more important things for my age. And while I'll likely never see her again (she has no social network profiles, her home phone changed, and she didn't have a cell last I knew), I've grown to accept her as my best friend. She gets an homage to this day: A spritely, reddish-brown haired girl with freckles and eyes as green as the sun shining through a canopy of leaves is in every setting, bringing quirky cheer to light up even the darkest of worlds.

    So here's to you, Barbara. If we never meet again, know that, whether you meant to or not, you made me into the man I am today.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:34 No.15824765
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    Late to the party but figured i'd post the other ones.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:34 No.15824777
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    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:35 No.15824780
    Hopefully very well.

    Honestly, I would make a goddamn movie out of this.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:35 No.15824781

    Godspeed. And next time you hit that shit, think of all us fat neckbeards, cheering you on.

    You've done us proud.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:35 No.15824786
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    Last one.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:36 No.15824793
    Yo dawg...
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:40 No.15824827
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    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:40 No.15824828

    Take comfort in the knowledge that you aren't what my friends refer to as "The Priest" of any relationship you're in. They've used a number of descriptors for it, but it seems fair enough to compile them as few of them are ever contradictory.

    >Easy to talk to
    >Gives good advice

    Might be a beta-male. Don't really care. If the alternative is to make mountains out of mole-hill problems, I'd rather be this way.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:42 No.15824841
    I'd buy the DVD.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:43 No.15824851

    Oh hi, you must be me.

    Though I'm less asexual than I am uninterested.

    Out of curiosity, are you an INFJ?
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:46 No.15824878
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    Oh, years of scouring the internet and I finally find a way to categorize myself.

    The Priest. Fitting, since the running joke with my friends is that I'm a pedophile.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:48 No.15824897
    While that doesn't happen, I almost always play clerics. So yeah, kind of fitting now that I think of it.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:48 No.15824899

    To be fair, it's mostly words that other people have used to describe me.

    As for the INFJ thing, I've had people call me that before, too. Applying Google-fu to it in the past caught me up with the personality profile, but I felt that some parts didn't really fit. I've never taken the test so I couldn't tell you for sure if I am or not.


    Sorry to hear that.
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:51 No.15824919
    ... God dammit, you -are- me.

    I guess we know that /tg/ works across parallel planes, now.

    >drawn-out painic
    >> Anonymous 08/04/11(Thu)23:59 No.15824981

    Or it works across time. If it's not too late, here's a word of advice from the weary:

    Don't get involved in online games with fa/tg/uys. You'll regret it because some of the more vibrant/charismatic personalities tend to get offended with one another and you'll find yourself drawn into the conflict to either mediate or pick a side. Any game with any sort of social aspect will inevitably end in tears and possibly exhaustion from having to show up on the scene to talk sense into everyone.

    I hate offending people. I hate it when someone says "I hate offending people" and then adds "but" and says something offensive, like the first part is supposed to somehow soften the blow.

    But Christ Almighty, people.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)00:00 No.15824988
    Ok, let's see if I can make my memory recall a remotely interesting bittersweet story.

    When I was 9, I was playing in this huge playground my father used to take me to.

    And in there was this house made of wood, which stood in a elevated ground, and one could see the whole playground from it. Normally I played make-believe alone, or with my sister, pretending the house was a castle.

    I don't even know how that happened, but suddenly there was this boy who wanted to play with me. He also seemed very charismatic, since we suddenly had a lot of kids to play castle with us.

    We were all still deciding on each one's roles when my father decided it was time to go home.

    I remember feeling heartbroken when he asked me to stay, holding my hand.

    Never knew his name, or even seen him again for that matter. He was the first (and the only in a LOT of years after that) that saw something in me. It was at least good enough for him to think I'd make a good queen for the castle we were imagining.

    I wish I knew where/who this guy is.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)00:07 No.15825040
    That sounds... Oddly familiar, though it could just be power of suggestion.

    Did this kid have freckles and brown hair, possibly a tad on the shaggy side?
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)00:16 No.15825125

    Yes, this is more or less how I remember the boy. Don't know about the freckles though.
    It's been such a long time.

    /tg/, I guess this thread is on some sort of improbability zone.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)00:19 No.15825166

    This thread exists outside of reality. It connects vast gulfs in time and space.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)00:20 No.15825184
    Huh. Well, the big proof would be if this happened in either Georgia or Florida, and whether or not you'd possibly be within a few years of 19 as of now.
    >> Shas'o R'myr !!J5+vjygjQuK 08/05/11(Fri)00:21 No.15825186

    Except when it doesn't. It's just warped mental imagery and desperate wishing.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)00:22 No.15825204

    Oh wise sage, could you tell more tales of your past?
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)00:31 No.15825279
    The forces of probability are against us, unfortunately.

    I am 23, but I am not from the USA.

    It's...an interesting feeling, knowing that about the same thing happened around the same time, but in a completely different place.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)00:34 No.15825306

    Nothing new under the sun, as they say.

    What makes it special is that it happened to you.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)00:35 No.15825316
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    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)00:38 No.15825344
    Indeed. Ah well, it was still neat finding someone similar out there.

    If it's any consolation, I'd totally play castle with you. Even if paper and dice are usually involved nowadays. I suppose it could still take place on an old wooden playground.

    ... Fuck, I'm doing that someday.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)00:46 No.15825423
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    >Playing fantasy games on an old wooden play castle
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)00:48 No.15825453
    Eh, my stories aren't so interesting.

    There was this one.

    Another one was the one time when I was sure I was truly in love. And then the guy had leuchemia and died in less than a year after the diagnostic.

    He wouldn't let me visit him in the hospital because he said he felt ugly and weak, and I was a complete dipshit idiothead and obeyed his wishes.

    So instead I started making those 1000 origami cranes by myself. Japanese families (like mine) do this as a "Get well soon" gift.

    When I was done (i worked like crazy to have it finished in less than a month), I took a picture of all of them (displayed in lines and rows so he could count all of the 1000 if he wanted) and sent him by email.

    He died a few days later.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)00:51 No.15825475
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    Oh gods.
    I... I'm sorry.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)00:56 No.15825513


    are you...
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)01:04 No.15825588
    Yeah, that hits a little hard on the depressing part of a "bittersweet story".

    The other romantic stories are prettty much your classic "not very attractive girl tries to have a relationship and fails in various degrees of failness".

    They're not bittersweet at all.
    So let's leave that for when we are telling hilariously/delicious FAIL romantic stories.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)01:54 No.15825972
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    th... thanks /tg/

    god dammit that you!

    after drifting through life for years, drinking and doing drugs and spending every day depressed...
    you have re-inspired me
    you have re-inspired me to be awesome
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)02:29 No.15826263
    Okay, final update on my situation with Steff for the night.

    Got another random call. "What's your current address?" Gave it out, and not half an hour later, she's here with some goddamn amazing linguini. Talked for a while about old times. Talked about new times, as well.

    She's asleep on my couch right now. Conked out after a long day. She's lost the mohawk for a pixie cut, added a few worry lines from the years it's been, but she's still the same girl I knew years ago. Full of energy and exuberant for life. Tomorrow, we're just gonna spend the day together, catching up, and seeing if it's a good idea to maybe pick up where things left off.

    She didn't think that she had anything to do in life, so she did a lot of that bullshit, like picking fights. She walks with a limp now, because she managed to break her leg in three places about three years ago, and it never healed up properly. Decided that it was a good idea to finally settle down, and figure out what she's doing in life. Worked at the restaurant she's now owner of, thanks to getting to know the founder and his retirement and her time in culinary school, all those years ago.

    /tg/, I've found something I thought I'd never get back. Thank you, for somehow starting me on this. All it took was two phone calls to get me in touch with a past I'd forgotten was there.

    We're going to talk about where we stand with each other tomorrow. Looking at her, passed out on my couch, I see the woman I loved years ago. We've both ditched the idiocy of youth. Hopefully, this means that there's still something there.

    I never thought I'd say this, but /tg/ . . . you've really delivered for me. Here's to hoping things go well.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)02:34 No.15826302
    This is the single most beautiful thing I've ever seen on 4chan. Hope all goes well, I'll be waiting for the film release.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)02:40 No.15826354
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    More power to you, man. If you two have still got something for each other, you hold on and you never let go, you hear?

    And for feth's sake, someone get this thread in the archives!
    >> H+ 08/05/11(Fri)02:42 No.15826373
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    /tg/, I am proud.

    This is the kind of thread I come here to see.

    Well done.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)02:42 No.15826375
    Hear, hear.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)02:49 No.15826450
    Wow, this thread reminds me of my current girlfriend. She's so strange, but it's good to know there are other odd girls out there.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)02:53 No.15826492
    /tg/: goddamn heartwarming.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)02:58 No.15826533
    Cara: you don't browse /tg/, so you'll never read this... but I loved you, and still do. It's never been so hard as it is without you now. I don't know how much longer I can go on.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)02:59 No.15826546
    My story isn't as cool as you guys, but:

    I used to work as a nurse at a hospital, but it wasn't very busy due to a new one built in-town so I tended to do cleaning on the side. One day, I was cleaning a room with a concussed patient inside, and she suddenly woke up and I was the first thing she saw.

    The girl had lost her memory and basically latched on to me from that point onwards, so I was attending to her through most of her rehab. Luckily, her memories came back after a few weeks. I had gotten attached to her, but you know, girlcrushes and stuff. I'm a pretty ordinary person. What's more, the girl was engaged to some businessman, who been patiently smiling his way through all the rehab sessions, so I was like, oh well.

    Then two weeks later she shows up on my doorstep, and it turns out she dumped him because her parents were pushing her into marrying into a rich family so they could funnel money into sending her other sister to law school, when said other sister actually just wanted to go to community college. So, my feelings were reciprocated and even though she didn't need me anymore as some sort of mother figure/rehab cushion, she still had feelings for me.

    Long story short we're still together after a few years.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)03:01 No.15826559
    >/tg/ why am I so fucking alone editon
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)03:12 No.15826622
    >/tg/ : People of Mass Destruction, Hearts of Gold
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)03:12 No.15826627
    That's cute, sounds like something out of a chick flick, really.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)03:13 No.15826633
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    I have to admit, that one's pretty damn heartwarming.

    Sad, but heartwarming.

    Here's hoping you find her, bro.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)03:19 No.15826676
    >take a good, hard look at myself
    >realize I am a modern day Quentin Compson
    >foreveralone.jpeg, jumpingoffbridges.gif
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    Fuck playing the long game, the magic is obviously happening tonight and I'm going to get in on it while it's good. I've been trying to figure out whether little-miss-casualflirt is interested or not and I'm sick of playing it safe. It's time for a dramatic and unmistakable gesture and it's either going to instantly solve all my problems or replace them with an entirely new set. Now I just need to remember where I put my suit.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)03:31 No.15826734
    Pardon me, /tg/, I need to go call my girlfriend.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)03:37 No.15826754
    Want some company up there? Might as well have someone to pass the time with while working up the nerve to jump.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)03:39 No.15826767
    Why certainly, come on up.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)03:41 No.15826773
    Why jump bridges, sirs?

    Unless you are trying to fall on top of a girl, if the posts here are to be believed.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)03:49 No.15826809
    Foreveralone-ness. Also, in my case, foreverincripplingpain-ness.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)04:00 No.15826877
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    Men only jump off of bridges
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)04:06 No.15826905
    Dammit /tg/ why?
    I don't have any stories to share because I've been with the same girl for 2 years with NOTHING before that, but damn, /tg/, I feel for you.
    That's saying something because people tell me I'm an aspie fuckhead.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)04:20 No.15826959
    Tell us how you met/got her.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)04:27 No.15827002
    No girl I met ever compared to her. Here's to you, hope you are happier now with your rich dude.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)04:29 No.15827011
    She'd been in pretty bad relationships while I had been derping through school. She'd gone out with my best friend, but her father is a total ass face and forced them to stop seeing each other. I'm assuming she got rather sad about this, and whined to our mutual friend. Who also happened to want me, for some reason. She started to hang out with me and our mutual friend more and more, until she finally asked me out because I'm an aspie fuckhead.

    This is like one of the other stories on here, only told from the other point of view, I guess. Still, she is the love of my life and I don't know what I'd do without her.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)04:35 No.15827053
    In addition, I'm going off to college soon, so my fear will soon be a reality.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)04:39 No.15827086
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    My girlfriend is willpower.
    My lover is strength.
    My wife is passion.
    My love is life.

    I have no real reason to regret the past, and no proper reason to lament the future.

    It took me a while to reach this point, but I have never really suffered, let alone like some other people (as shown in this thread).
    I am not a god, I am just a human being. What keeps me is going is that that's all anybody ever is.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)04:51 No.15827130

    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)05:21 No.15827305
    I've been picked on most of my life.
    My friends are a bunch of nerds and geeks who mostly are not really going anywhere.
    I've struggled out of a clinical depression that started some time near first grade and lasted for several years after I dropped out during senior year.
    I'm learning social skills that most people have had down pat since elementary right now at the age of 21.
    I'm struggling to join the navy as a hospital corpsman in the fleet marine force (they fix up marines and take their temperature in the field) after an attempt at the Army left my voluntary stint with a psychotherapist on record, something that I found out I didn't even need to mention at all.
    If that fails I'll have to steamroll through nursing and medical school to get where I wanted to go and hope that the military goes into an expansion phase and drops a lot of enlistment regs before I'm too old to join.

    The only things I was born with was a caring middle-class family and a high IQ (i rate 133 on a bad day and I scored a 22 on my ACT while in the worst period of my depression).
    I used to train as a child in a chinese-japanese martial arts dojo and joined the wrestling team in high school despite being 96lbs and 4'5" at the time.
    I eventually dropped out of martial arts during middle school because of the depression and quit the wrestling team after three years of moderate hazing and one broken arm.
    I went to night classes in an adult ed course and graduated with a full diploma and honors.

    I was born with the hardware to succeed phenomenally and yet I'm struggling to dress myself for an interview to flip burgers after three years of fruitless job searching, /tg/, this is where I'm at.

    I still have no idea who I am, but I'm going somewhere, /tg/, and I'd like to thank you for being there when everyone else was too busy to just talk to me, even if it was to correct a smart alec who think he knows which way is up. Thanks for noticing.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)05:26 No.15827328
    Jesus Christ are you alternate-me in the future or something?

    Because if you replace the depression with a spinal problem we sound really fucking similar.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)05:30 No.15827356
    It's a common enough series of events. I've always found it interesting to see the similarities people think they don't have.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)05:44 No.15827434
    It sounds to me that you're lazy and you blame the world for your problems

    Get the balls to keep working for something and not quit out when shit goes bad.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)05:45 No.15827441
    Heh. Sounds similar to me too. Managed to graduate but dropped out of uni because of depression. Since in my country, we have conscription, I spent 6 months in military and it was the first time I felt good. I reenlisted now. No problems there and hoping to manage to get into officer academy. If all goes well, I'll be able to just go on tours of duty out of the country and leave the old me behind. I'll never find the bonny irish lass I always dreamed of when I was younger, but that's okay. Some people get lucky, I just make the best of what I got.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)05:46 No.15827450

    I.E, be a man, loser
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)05:48 No.15827463
    actually, I've caused most of my own problems, through incompetence and ignorance no less

    but this judgement is exactly what help me get through most of my self-pity
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)05:51 No.15827476
    Early 20's are a dificult age, anon.
    You are required to "get a life" very intensely for the first time.
    Even if nowadays it's pretty ahrd to get a job for starters.

    Don't let the depression cripple you.
    Form meaningful bounds with people.
    That helps put up with the pressure.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)05:59 No.15827522
    Gah, I'm out of the depression, I have bonds, I've learned a few tricks to dealing with stress, I'm okay now even if it still is a bit of a struggle!

    I just wanted to say 'thank you' for playing a part in getting me here, where I can take care of myself most of the time and learn when I can't.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)06:09 No.15827592

    I know you will return the favor for another anon someday.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)07:02 No.15827816
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    only /tg/ could turn a funny pictures and screencaps thread into this
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)07:41 No.15827984
    you lucky, magnificent bastard
    I say archive for this man right here!
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)07:54 No.15828046
    i like this thread because the people here are the commanders of armies, the only standing force between whatever their campaigns are about, and yet you're all still people and you all still have feelings.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)08:49 No.15828315
    Alyosha stood, gazed, and suddenly threw himself down on the earth. He did not know why he embraced it. He could not have told why he longed so irresistibly to kiss it, to kiss it all. But he kissed it weeping, sobbing, and watering it with his tears, and vowed passionately to love it, to love it for ever and ever. "Water the earth with the tears of your joy and love those tears," echoed in his soul

    ^ This is how this thread makes me feel..

    And yeah, I realize I'm bumping this old, dead thread. Deserves it, I think.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)09:10 No.15828432
    Sometimes I'm not sure how I feel about my relationship. Not that I'm having doubts, it's just I don't know what it means about me that I'm with someone much more attractive than me, more motivated, just generally better, who's only with me because everyone else she's relied on has failed her spectacularly.

    The only thing i give her is niceness, which is easy as I already enjoy being nice. She just can't stand harsh words, to the point where people can be overtly patronizing to her and she'll be taken in. Meanwhile, she almost always ends up doing all the cooking, cleaning and other stuff that I wouldn't even think of but hate myself for leaving for her to do.

    It's like, on one hand I feel like a hero, for treating her nicely when noone else did, but on the other had I feel like a villain, exploiting someone who's been dealt a bad hand in life.
    >> Dr. Baron von Evilsatan 08/05/11(Fri)09:11 No.15828436
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    Well that went poorly. Oh well. I alays vaguely knew it wasn't going anywhere, but the delusion was comfortable while it lasted


    This is one thing the army is excellent for. The training is designed to break you down so they can build you into the man they need. And if you're a depressed mess without any life momentum? Well, great, you're already broken down and can start from there. No matter who you are or what a failure you've made of your life thus far, it will give you achievements on an order you could rarely achieve elsewhere, a sense of camaraderie unlike any other you can find, and a sense of pride in everything that you stand and fight for. It gives you that sense of direction you need to move on, the sense of acceptance and belonging you need to feel comfortable as yourself, and the discipline to make these count. And all you have to do is sign on the line, and not quit. The army will make EVERYONE pass, whether they want to or not, and the only way to fail is to give up and walk out. Even if you only join the reserves where you're from so you can keep your civilian life rolling, you'll get everything you need to kick your arse right out of the hole you're living in.

    The army turned me from a sack of crap wasting my life away being useless and persisting in the delusion that if I sat still long enough eventually all that I wanted would somehow magically come to me into a person with a clear goal in life and the will to go out into the world and TAKE my fucking future, knowing that even if I fail I will have gone further and higher in doing so than I ever would otherwise.

    The one thing it won't give you is success in relationships. I'm still a rolling romantic disaster, but at least now that's a standout weakness instead of representative.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)09:43 No.15828593
    Anyone got the copy past of that guy who ended up homeless and downtrodden, only to be taken in by a polish girl who took pity on him, and eventually kindling a meaningful relationsship as she help him turn his life around, only for her to die after a year or two.

    That shit was a fifteen point four on the BAWWWW scale
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)10:32 No.15828910
    Fuck, similar thing here.
    Shes smart, attractive and generally a brilliant person.
    Basically a lot better than me, but she keeps going on about how I'm the nicest guy she's ever met.
    Her ex's are a bunch of total fuck-ups, yet sometimes when I talk to her I feel like I might just be leading her on, yet on the other hand she is genuinely brilliant to be around.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)10:38 No.15828956
    It was posted at the start of the thread already you jackalope.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)11:23 No.15829258
    How do we archive this thread? It must be saved forever.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)11:24 No.15829274
    what the fuck. I'll admit basic training was boss but as a reservist, I'm still your average beta forever alone virgin outside of the military. Hell, the only thing that's changed is that I like to keep fit now.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)11:27 No.15829296
    It's already archived on sup/tg/.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)11:30 No.15829320

    Link please?
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)11:32 No.15829339

    Same poster here, dw I found it. Thanks for letting me know it was there :)
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)14:26 No.15830748
    I hope that he gets together with Steff again.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)18:11 No.15832919
    We all do bro.
    It's weird, it just seems like such a crazy story that it just HAS to be true.
    >> Anonymous 08/05/11(Fri)22:24 No.15835194
    Made me cry.

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