Wisebaxter
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@nuwu Oh dude those are incredible. Good job! What was the prompt?
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@Hojo Haha na bro, she was stressing about her weed. She ended up screaming down the phone about it. Plus she knew I was up for hanging out anyway. She was with other people too so she might not be as lonely as she makes out. Or perhaps she feels lonely anyway as she doesn't see herself. `
Thinking of sleeping with her makes me wanna wretch right now. I've realised how ugly someone's personality can actually make them so that's a nice lesson learned
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On 18/05/2024 at 0:05 AM, PenguinPablo said:stay tf away
Too late bro, I fucked up. My need for weed is so huge when I run out that I will put myself in danger for it. It's sad
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On 06/06/2024 at 1:07 AM, integral said:“”A Manic Pixie Dream Girl (MPDG) is a stock character type in fiction, usually depicted as a young woman with eccentric personality quirks who serves as the romantic interest for a male protagonist. The term was coined by film critic Nathan Rabin after observing Kirsten Dunst's character in Elizabethtown (2005).””
Unfortunately these girls rarely really exist, I think your girl is the centre of attention type ESTP, loves the spotlight. Young dumb, Playful to a fault, You only live once paradigm.
She's some kind of type, that's for sure. Makes me realise how much of a sheltered life I've lived in many ways. I didn't even know these kinds of people existed. I've never met a girl who says she lives the 'Bimbo life' and is proud of it. It's a style apparently. The Bimbo style.
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On 06/06/2024 at 0:16 AM, Hojo said:Probably on meth
We don't really get meth here. That's more of a US issue I think. She does smoke copious amount of weed though and I know how much that can fuck with your head in some ways. She was very paranoid
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On 04/06/2024 at 9:07 PM, Applegarden8 said:Tnx for the story. I would not engage with such a person, that's like the opposite of me.
Well you're the smart one. I'm the dumbass who's addicted to weed and also I think I felt sorry for her. I have this thing about trying to help people or show kindness to people who seems damaged, but I can clearly be naive bout it. She seemed like she really wanted some company. Sure I'm lonely too, that's also a thing. I felt validated in a way, that someone wanted to hang out with me as I feel like some weird, pervert loner here. I've never met anyone like this. I'm from a relatively normal background. I've met some wild chicks but nobody like this. you learn the hard way I guess. If I escape this place without being stabbed by either her or one of her crazy lovers then I won't be making the same mistake. Right now I don't wanna leave my room as the door lock is broken and I'm worried she'll come in and steal from me. I'm here just waiting for that knock on the door again
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16 hours ago, Basman said:There are clearly positive aspects to her, playful, friendly, beautiful. But she's clearly a mess. She seems desperate for some kind of unconditional love which could be a hold-over from unmet childhood needs and she seems to project that need very intensely. Wanting unconditional love from adults is a childish notion and maybe why she is so obsessed with this "Tim" guy. He seems to her like someone who is going to give her the kind of love she craves.
If you where unscrupulous you could easily use her for sex. I can see it being harder to resist the temptation if you are more desperate for sex. she is supposedly beautiful.
Yeah good call on the Tim front. She must actually crave love and affection, or normality, surely. She's only 25 so she probably hasn't even stopped to think about it. She's just led this fucked up life and this is how she's turned out. Drives that settled, 'normal' people have might be buried for her.
She's attractive in a certain text book sense, but for some reason I find her supremely ugly, obviously much more so now after all the drama. I did have the thought of sleeping with her as it's natural to go through that, but it was passing. Aside from the fact that yeah I like bigger women for the most part, the fact that she's been fucked so many times just puts me off. If it's not a challenge I really lose interest. Plus I didn't want to risk being rejected by someone like that when I have self esteem issues as it is. -
@Jannes @Butters Ok if you want an update I have more for you. Boy do I have more
So as I said I did what @universe said was a healthy thing and cut contact with her, but unfortunately I have a weed addiction that causes me to behave in ways that are against my best interest....
So, I bump into her in the corridor and it's awkward so I make friendly chit chat. Once or twice I'd thought about contacting her again as my weed had run dry and I use it for creative work on my postgrad. So she asks me if I wanna smoke and I say sure - BAD IDEA. Everything is fine at first, we sit in the park, have a laugh, she even holds my hand briefly as a gesture of affection. I notice now how absolutely self absorbed she is. She's incapable of engaging with anything I say about my own life or really about anything that doesn't involve her looks, which she still talks about constantly. 'Do you think I'm the hottest girl on campus?' 'Well, I say, I can't really comment as I haven's seen them all.' I could think of many girls that were. Tim the pussy eating hero has now quit his job as her personal muff muncher and she's realised he's not that into her.
So this time around I'm a bit more honest with her. 'I really think that when we're obsessed with our looks it's because we feel we're missing something on the inside...' 'I'm not obsessed, she remarks. She then tells me that she's so lonely and bored most of the time that she wants to die. 'Oh, I Say, that bad huh? I know how it feels to be alone and my art keeps me sane. Do you have any hobbies that you can focus on?' 'Well I do only fans...Cam stuff. Do I have a big ass?' She stands up and juts out her ass. 'I wouldn't say it's big'' I assumed this was the right answer. 'What, you're saying it's not big? Come on I'm a white girl with a black girls ass, right?' Well' I say, I you have ass, but to me it's not a big ass. I've dated girls that have big asses.' 'But were they fat?' she asks. 'Yes they were fat.'
So after we'd determined that my perception of her ass is in line with hers, we walk back to my room and she starts making another joint. I ask her if she's ever considered just settling down, stopping all the whoring, web cam stuff etc and finding a boyfriend. 'Yeah I do need a man to protect me and manage my finances.' This would have been Andrew Tate's call to launch into his sales pitch I'm sure. She starts talking about the guys she's been involved with and it turns out she's hiding at university because she got into some trouble in London with some guys who were obsessing over her. She'd let one of them fuck her twice, 'only' twice, and another time him and his buddy fucked her together - and they didn't even pay her! I remark that it might be best to move away from all that kind of stuff and lay low, perhaps change up the lifestyle to stay safe. 'But it wasn't my fault! In London people just harass you in the street for being beautiful, plus I look like I have money!' My minds goes back to the £100 Tahini she let me taste. Was that a lie? Does this chick have dollar or is she also a compulsive liar? I can't work out if she looks monied or trashy as fuck. But apparently those guys wanted to rob her. I can see she hasn't thought to take any responsibility for any negative effects of her lifestyle and sees herself as an innocent target. I start feeling like Louis Theroux, sitting there asking her questions and being all sensitive.
At this point she whips her tits out again and asks me if they're saggy. I say 'they do have some sag,' but perky tits wouldn't suit you.' I didn't know what to say really.
Every attempt I make at a normal conversation falls short. She ignores any attempt I make to talk about myself. She then starts showing me her cam moves. She lifts up one leg while standing and holds it to her head. 'cool, I say, anything else?' I feel bad as she looks a little worried, as if that's all she has. 'Well, there's this... She then starts awkwardly trying to do some weird hand stand thing against the wall and it's painful to watch.' Wow! I say.
I sit there bored as she uses her phone. She says let's go smoke this and I tell her I'm good, I'm feeling tired.
Ok, now shit gets really real. The next day I decide all I need is to meet her for a joint and I can then get into my work, so I message her 'thanks for the smoke.' She takes the bait. 'wanna smoke again?' 'Sure!' Ok I'll be down soon...' She arrives a bit later but says 'oh some guy wants to smoke with me,' then leaves straight away. Ok...I don't mind too much, as long as I'm in the queue for a joint. She takes ages though so I message her and say 'I'm going out, maybe some other time.' Sorry, she says 'I just had sex.' Woah, that's nuts. Sure she's at uni, I get it, it's normal to an extent but still. She comes to my room again and shows me a load of shroom chocolate she's just bought. 'You and me are gonna go and smoke with Tim,' she says. 'I'm not smoking with Tim, I tell her, but go do your thing.' Before she leaves I ask her if I can pinch enough weed for a bong and she refuses. 'I only have a small amount. She leaves and a minute later I get a text saying 'I'm not gonna lie there is weed missing.' I assume she means she just went to buy some and got ripped off as she said she only had a small bit, but the words 'I'm not gonna lie' worry me as they imply she's accusing me. Anyway I say 'I thought you were buying mushrooms not weed.' She leaves an angry emoji on the text. Whoa, I think. So here's how the messages carried on:
As I'm texting this stuff I'm thinking 'this is not good,' she's getting triggered. I had wanted to just block her but I realised if I did she'd take it as an admission of my guilt. As you can see I refused her entry to my room. At this point I just wanted out again. I'd already looked, the weed wasn't there and I didn't want her in my room rooting around. So she phones me. I answer. 'You're refusing to let me in!' She yells. 'Carmen, please just calm down for a second!' I will not calm down! I have lost £100 worth of weed and I'm retracing my steps! What fucking angry emoji are you talking about!' She's literally screaming down the phone. 'You won't let me in!' Yeah,' I say, 'and right now the way you're behaving is making me feel validated for not doing so.' She keeps screaming so I hang up. She calls again, I decline. Fuck....my heart is racing. I feel nervous most of the time as it is and get bad anxiety regarding my physical safety, even though I've trained Juijitsu. This is my worst nightmare. She knows where I am. She's in the same building. I block her, lock my door and catch my breath.
So to all you guys who chose crazy as your answer for this girl - you win. I can't believe she would behave like this, so erratic. I know what it's like when you lose weed, but to treat someone like that is awful. And why did she say she only had a small amount to me? It's all weird. I wonder if there's something else going on...my mind is racing. I decide that tomorrow I'll ask to move to a different building. Luckily I'm moving to a different city in a week or two.
You guys called it, I fucked up, I didn't listen. Now I feel unsafe in my own home, again. Damn weed. You could argue I should have just let her into check, but something told me not to. It didn't feel right. I'm still doubting this decision. Also wondering if this might be karma for trying to use her but that superstitious of course -
Had a meeting with Steve Couch in the Master suite
He gave me lots of industry advice. Here are some of the main things he said:
- There are no 'jobs' in the industry.
- Steven Spielberg infiltrated Hollywood by catching a tour bus to some studios and then hiding. He found a guy in the 'underbelly' of the place who was a producer. Spielberg was only 18 but had movies already made to show him. The guy gave him a 3 day pass. He used the pass for 3 days to get past security but on the fourth they just let him in and he didn't bother with a pass. This was communicated to Steve in person by Spielberg and is hush hush. I was asked by Steve not to go yapping
- Nile Rodgers from Chic bribed an elevator boy so he could record his album, then got noticed by the sound engineer. He ways the two elements you need are skill and luck
- All the successful people he's met are 'thoughtful.' They have a big picture of what's going on and aren't just focused on themselves. This makes them easy to work with
- Be where things are happening. You need luck but you have to be where it can occur. He mentioned Soho. He did a lot of volunteering in his career.
- He got his first payment whilst not expecting it, for a piece of advert music. He was told by some other famous woman in her dressing room 'make sure you get paid sweetie.' He wasn't there to get paid. he was there from morning to night as he was on the jazz. Don't go in there thinking about dollar, that comes when you prove your mettle.
- Know where the boundary of your remit ends and someone else's begin. That way you don't rub people the wrong way by doing their work and you don't do extra.
- Pro-Tools has to be used, no questions.
- You will hanging around making coffee and then at one point they might let you touch some buttons. Nobody will throw you in to the deep end. They are smart. They will see how much you can handle
- Steve had a bad week where he made a lot of mistakes. He went to his boss and took responsibility for it all. He kept his job but they were about to fire him.
- When someone says 'I don't like it,' they just mean 'it doesn't work for this.' You have to be able to handle a dynamic where you can take feedback or rejection for something and bounce straight back. Like Nile Rodgers did.
- Don't date actresses, they are a lot to handle and very over the top.
- Nobody uses Final Cut. They also use Avid's video editing software.
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I completed my masters with the help of Lucie. What a beautiful person she is. She was so patient and giving. It feels incredible to have it done. The hard part of my course is over and now it's just the fun stuff. My accommodation is secure. I will get this masters. Wow. I'd always doubted it in some way. It seemed like to much a of a prize, too much to ask, given the challenges I've had and the choices I've made, but I must be truly blessed. I feel like a guardian angel watches over me, or a loving parent, like the universe, or God. Just something guiding me. Somehow it all just works out. I have some work to do though. I have a foundation for something now, a way to build afresh, something beautiful. I have very little, but the inner wealth is overflowing. I feel a bit safer. I am happier. I can rest, a little. I was right about this course. I do truly love to make music and see it bringing a story to life. Like a language of emotion, so mysterious. My art is magic, wielding the forces of nature to inspire, to create order from chaos. The day, when I came home from American Express and said 'no, not me, not this lifetime.' I am a free man. Here is a man who will shape his own destiny, created his own independence day.
So now it begins. I am Kate Winslet arriving art her dream home in The Holiday, walking into that exciting new world full of possibilities. She is overcome by it, it brings her to life, the beauty, the freshness. And she's allowed to feel that way. This is a dream home. It is something sublime, not superficial. It is the product of love.
The main areas I have to now focus on, are:Clothes, a little big shabby, but it won't take long to find something fetching. I know they'll be something. I'm going to dress so smart. I'm going to feel like a success. It might not last, they say you always want more. I'm ready for that. I'm going to be around people like Professor Baysted and Susan Legg. Beautiful, inspiring people. My people. The lucky ones, who made it through ok. Avoided childhood trauma. Has loving parents. A good home. Took drugs, sure, but nobodies perfect. As far as they go, I don't do too bad. I'm about 80% there. A few bad habits to iron out, but that's part of life's story. How dull it would be with nothing to strive for.
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1 hour ago, PenguinPablo said:stay tf away
@PenguinPablo yeah man, you’re not wrong. I’m gonna avoid her at all costs. It was one of those situations you get swept along with. I've had enough time to reflect now and I've deleted my instagram account so she can't contact me. I’m overly nice too so I find it hard to set boundaries. I should have just got the weed and fled as soon as possible. It also shows the power an attractive woman can have over you. It's like your brain takes a hike.
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25 minutes ago, Buck Edwards said:If a girl twerks in an alleyway, that's bad news.
🤣😂 I know, right? It was the most surreal experience. As we were walking along she kept saying ‘do you like my ass?’ Man I feel sorry for her. She’s gone in the head. The saddest thing was that she couldn’t see how unhealthy it all was. Somehow she had this mentality that she was enjoying being a play thing for men. She straight away felt the need to get my validation. She’d made up some spiritual cock and bull story about deities to justify having no restraint, saying that the more restrains you have, the more attached to ego you are, you just have to flow like consciousness does and live life through the sense. It’s a nice idea at least. I just wanted to say ‘some fraudster has made you obsessed with Kali and you just need to wake the fuck up. You’re not sucking dudes off because you’re doing the work of the earth goddess, you’re just using that as a romantic notion to justify it. But what do I know? I could be wrong. God clearly likes to dress up as a Romanian sex addict with spiritual pretensions. Can’t argue with that.
I feel slightly on edge now. She lives in my building. I won’t have seen the last of her I’m sure
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@Butters haha that’s nice to hear. Makes me happy someone read it. I’ve added some more if you’re interested as she phoned me again!
this shit never happens to me! Not like that any way. It was bonkers.
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I asked a random girl outside my uni halls today if she knew a weed dealer and she got extremely friendly fast, saying she'd seen me around and stoner's should stick together, we should hang out etc. I'm 45, she's 25, very attractive, petite, perfect body, half Romanian, half, Greek. Lip filler. The sort of woman I never have any reason to talk to. After meeting her dealer with her in a graveyard, she carried on talking about how we were gonna be friends, inviting me out on her birthday. She also said she likes to tease men, telling me I was hot and that she 'does' older guys. I'm serious! I had an intuition that she's used to doing this though and I wasn't overtly attracted to her as she just seemed a bit unhinged. She said 'do you like my ass?' and started twerking for me in an alleyway. All the while she's saying she's falling for this guy she's banging called 'Tim,' whom we met earlier, a chubby guy with a beard and big dick (apparently) that seemed very pleasant. I told her I can twerk too and she checked out my ass as I did so, resting her hand on it. But still, I knew what I was dealing with. So that sets the scene. At the end, please tell me, is she an enlightened master or...does she require many years of therapy.
We go to her room for her to roll a joint. It's really bad in there. Stuff thrown everywhere, carpet covered in crap. The sink was brown and dirty, full of brown water with a plunger stuck in it. She said it's been blocked for ages but she hasn't told maintenance. She can't tell me why exactly. Make what you will of this. She's studying philosophy. So we're laughing together and having fun, I'm making her feel good and celebrating who she is, as I felt she needed it. She tells me she's also an escort and she loves it because she's a 'nasty' bitch. I said 'what does that mean?' She said it means she just loves sex. She says she can make a couple of grand from a trip up to London, that 'the guys are so rich and hot too.' She shows me an Indonesian guy sitting on an expensive looking porch. She then shows me how flexible she is and puts her foot over her head. I was enjoying her company and so swept a long with it all I hadn't had time to reflect on how bizarre it all was.
We go to the park and start smoking a joint together. I quite like her. She's very herself and seems very energetic, lively and happy. I pay her lots of compliments and she hugs me. I start to appreciate how hot she is. Exotic, with stunning eyes, looks like something from assassins creed, like an Egyptian Goddess. I sang an Ancient Greek Hymn called ‘Song to the Muse’ the night before, that I’m working on for a uni project. I briefly wonder if I summoned her somehow.
She approaches a guy lying on a park bench who looks homeless for a lighter but stays and speaks to him for about 7 minutes whilst I wait on the bench. She comes back and tells me he's really hot and has nice eyes, as I watch him start juggling skittles. I know, just one of those days. It gets a lot weirder.
She keeps telling me we're kindred spirits. I toy with the idea of being friends with her as she's so beautiful to look at and I like her authenticity and the fact she doesn't hide anything about herself is refreshing. She's very smitten with Tim. She says he might want her to live with him next year but isn't sure. She can't say why, but thinks it might be because he thinks she wants more. She then starts talking about the local rich guys she hooks up with and shows me a picture of some preppy looking guy on a balcony, who looks very upper class. She says 'I sucked his dick yesterday. He's gonna pay for my boob job.’ I don't know what to think now. I'm just rolling with it as best I can. I ask 'does he know he is?' She gets a bit triggered and says 'Oh he knows, he knows if he wants to fuck me all the time he'll have to! I ask for her views on Andrew Tate as she almost reminded me of one of the girls you see in his videos. I'm just trying to fit her into some kind of context I can make sense of. She tells me he fucked with the wrong women as Romanian women aren't stupid. He thought they were, treated them badly and now he's paying for it. She was speaking as if she was one of those women and started showing me Romanian supermodels. She seemed to be glamourising her lifestyle. She told me she spends hundreds of pounds on clothes and you could tell by looking her, she was dressed very well and looked great. But I kept thinking about that plunger in the sink.She takes my number and we both walk back to our rooms. She phones 10 minutes later and invites me to the uni canteen for food. She's wearing a revealing top where you can see the sides of her tits. At this stage I'm wondering if I can fuck her and I'm also a little swept away by her beauty and still finding her quite interesting. I never meet women like this. We grab some shitty fish and chips and she leads back to her dirty room. On the way she hints she had a bad upbringing and some bad issues with her dad. I sit on her dirty chair and try to eat gracefully out of a styrofoam food carton with a wooden knife and fork. She keeps talking about Tim. 'Do you think he's into me?' I'm thinking, 'how the fuck do I know?' I suggest she talks to him but she says he can't. She can't really say why, but is acting like she's in love. Now she tells me he comes over at least once a week and eats her pussy, for about four hours. Four hours!? That can't be true. Who is this legend they call Tim?
Then she gets really intense, talking about how she's a gemini and they have a dark side. Whilst picking up pieces of grime off the floor she tells me Kali speaks to her on a regular basis and then throws me a heavy book on witchcraft. Now she's staring at me with this intense gaze as she opens the book and shows me Kali surrounded by severed heads and covered with blood. I mention Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom but she stares at me blankly. She says Kali is the ultimate power and cannot be dominated by men. She was told by a Romanian Gypsy that she should study Kali and Kali guides her all the time. She started to imply her carefree hedonistic lifestyle is somehow in line with the energy of Kali, who wants her to become a leader and end the suffering of humanity. I'm wondering where the sucking off rich guys for implants falls into that, but I'm trying to stay open. At a couple of points I'm almost entranced, quite high, listening to her talk about Kali in her Romanian accent. She loos like some temptress or an Egyptian deity perhaps. We have an interesting talk about Non Duality and she of course sees herself as a spiritual empath. When I confide about my recent break up she again just stares at me blankly until I feel self conscious and just wrap up the story quickly, getting back to talking about her. She says 'wanna see my tits?' Somehow I knew this was coming. Sounding like some bumbling Englishman in a Hugh Grant film I say 'well, yes, of course, if you'd like to show me.' It didn't seem like a come on to me. I don't know what it was. Perhaps because we'd been talking about how hot she is and she was wanting more compliments. She says 'they're a bit saggy,' and they were, but still attractive. She tells me Tim wants his friends to fuck her if she moves in there. She says she's up for that. Now I just want out of there. I tell her I'm gonna go chill and I'm off.
I get a text from her five minutes later asking if I have a spare iPhone charger. I text her back to say I'm really not looking for a friend but I'll see her around.
What a wild ride! Was she somehow, by giving into her passions and living through the senses, embodying an aspect of the divine? She seemed totally ungrounded, obsessed with the superiority of her intuition over common sense. I don't think I've ever mer a girl that hot and that fucked up. She was sweet too, very warm. But towards the end she said ‘I wonder what Tim thinks about us together.’ I saw that coming too. She wants to use me as tool. Me and my iPhone charger. At least I got some weed!
She calls me ten minutes later and I reiterate that I’m not looking for a friend and I’m a private person. To be honest I can see this chick is fucking bananas and would be too much. She asks ‘do you fancy me?’ I say ‘yeah sure you’re hot, why do you ask?’ She says as that would make more sense as to why you don’t want to hang out.’ Seeing an opportunity to make it easier for her I say ‘yeah yeah, sure, that’s it, you’re waaaay too hot, soo, you’d become my Tim.’ She giggles. She asks ‘did you think about me being your girlfriend?’ I concede that I did have a brief moment when I entertained the idea but quickly snapped out of it. I can see she likes men fawning over her. She says ‘well, I would be up for stuff with you…we could hang out some more, it’s quite likely. Let’s go to the park.’ I can sense that sex really means nothing to her, so much so that she’ll use it to get something as simple as friendship, or the offer of it at least. I say ‘you’re just a bit lonely and you want a friend, you don’t really wanna have sex that much right?’ She says ‘err, yeah that’s it.’ I say that she can call me if Tims ever busy and she needs a pussy eating stand in. She laughs, says ok then hangs up
if she calls me to eat her pussy I still don’t think I’ll do it. It doesn’t feel right some how, like I’d be taking advantage of a mentally unhinged person.
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I am so blessed to have this insatiable drive for success and personal growth. I could have easily given up by now, but I've persevered, day in, day out, always learning, always evolving. I must be truly favoured. How lucky I am, to even have this opportunity. Just to think, soon I'll have an MA. Master...of....the Arts. The word Master will be in my title. All for you Bruce Leeroy. I've been guided from such a young age. I trust. I have faith. No matter what happens, this is the path I should be on. Such willpower. Such force. Let it be known, whoever may read this. I did it. I am a success. Alex Lambden came into this world and said 'I will aim for the stars.' He dared to dream, he sacrificed, he said 'I will not settle for second best. He even risked his life for it, to say, this is not enough, I am not enough. I can be more, I can be great.' Driven by love and a lust for life, to experience it all, to have it all or to have nothing,
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Today the sun was shining for the first time in a while. I felt elated and emotional as I walked to the seafront listening to uplifting Synthwave. I decided to let my body rest and not take any Modafinil or LSD. I feel good. Reading about how to conduct social research is bringing me lots of joy. What an interesting subject. And I have a whole two weeks to work on this! My paper is going to be so fascinating. I have a feeling I might get a Merit.
The sun glistens on the ocean, offering a promise of even greater abundance and joy. What a blessing. I feel so grateful to be here on this day, experiencing all this beauty. Thank you universe for allowing me to be here. Life is such a gift. I am filled with vitality and love. This moment is perfection. It's all I need.
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This is my second journal. This time around I'm going to be more positive and use it to encourage myself. I'll start my thanking myself for making this decision. I'm excited. I've been having a wonderful time learning to compose music and I've met some beautiful people. I can't wait to see where this journey takes me. I've learned so much already and it's incredible how far I've come. I've made so much awesome music and I'm so proud of myself for trying hard and following my passion. Whenever I make music now I'm always amazed at how good it is. Just to think, all those years growing up I love soundtracks so much and never thought that one day I'd be making my own. life unfolds in mysterious and profound ways. I've always felt like I'm being guided.
With perseverance, comes success - Bob Matthews, Research methods: a practical guide for the social sciences
I am manifesting:
1. Financial independence as a composer. For me, financial independence means -
- Not having to rely on anyone but myself to meet my basic needs of food and shelter.
- Not having a boss, other than the commissioner of my work.
- Not having a traditional working day, being able to choose my own hours
- Being in the process of paying back all by debts
2. A healthy, stress-free lifestyle where I make good decisions that benefit my body and mind
3. Freedom. To me, freedom means:
- Being able to have the things I want, with no money worries
- Travelling wherever I choose, whenever I choose
- Being able to make decisions that benefit me without having to consider money
4. Safety. To me, safety means:
- Not having to worry about people in my living space
- Being able to really relax at home in peace
- Cooking whatever I want, whenever I want.
- A home that feels like home
5. Health. Energy. Vitality. Balance.
This is a good list. I am pleased with it. These are the things that will give me safety, security and peace of mind. I will not ask for more. I will be grateful for what I have and consider anything on this list as a precious gift.
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6 hours ago, Yimpa said:Bumble BFF. We started off as friends and it led to something more.
Don’t use the BFF feature sneakily, though. Most on there are not interested in being more than friends. But on rare occasions it can lead to something more, organically.
@Yimpa Oh I’ve never thought to try the BFF thing on Bumble. That’s a good idea because it takes all the pressure off and really anything good will be built from the ground up with someone you can actually be friends with. I’m really happy for you. That’s where the good ones are hanging out then. I’ll sign back up soon and have a look. Would be good for me to stop being motivated by just sex. I almost can’t divorce it from how I feel about a woman based on who she is a person. A recipe for disaster and there have been some.
In terms of being sneaky, yeah you’d have to be authentically interested in just being friends. But does that mean you’d start friendships even with women you don’t find attractive at all? Surely that always comes into play? Or no? -
Another element that would make all the difference for me is if she didn't have a 9-5 job and was perhaps an artist or had her own business. Then we would't have the 10pm 'sign off,' which is a complete boner killer. The sessions have to be long and continue through the night
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2 minutes ago, Thought Art said:There are plenty of stoner chicks who play games
@Thought Art yeah I probably just don't get out enough. If you meet any though send them my way
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@Carl-Richard Ah so she was a semi, into games but not weed. That's like buying a current bun with no icing on top.
Some of these nerdy gaming girls you see at conventions are stupidly hot. If you were a more conventional looking guy in that environment and not a skinny, awkward nerd, you might be able to shine more and get them interested, especially if you could impress her on Fortnite or something, win a match with her watching. At the moment you'd feel a hand on your groin.It would probably have to be a big gaming convention as I'd imagine that super hot girls aren't exactly the norm there, but at least they'd be interesting and really for me they wouldn't need to be massively hot, just mildly, perhaps in a quirky manner. I bet they'd be massively into films too, especially martial arts. That's another thing girls don't seem to enjoy in general. My ex used raise her eyebrows every time I put Bloodsport on. She'd just sit and wince every time someone got elbowed in the face.
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@Carl-Richard Oh I hope he's ok, break ups are awful. I'd imagine that creating a stoner chick is never the same unless she really develops that true passion for it. I've had a couple of girls who'll try it to make me happy but watching them try and use a controller just makes me despair and yearn for a girl who can wield it like a pro and actually play games on hardcore difficulty. I've never seen a girl actually play a game well so that would really do it for me. I'm imagining her telling me to keep loading the bong for her so she doesn't lose momentum
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16 hours ago, Emerald said:I was about to make this same comment.
The vagina (which specifically refers to the internal canal) is a self-cleaning organ.
And if you try to put anything inside to clean it then you'll mess up all the vaginal flora and end up with all sorts of yeast infections and other problems.
And the vulva (the external lady parts) is best to clean with either just water or some kind of gentle soap and water.
@Emerald God knows why I even said that. I can't even remember writing it but I think I was trying to be humorous, although it just came off as weird reading it back. I think I was trying to allude to the stereotype of gamers not washing much. That's interesting anyway about vaginas being self cleaning though. Based on your description I was referring to the vulva more, so my use of terminology was sloppy.
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It's upsetting as all I did was spend time bigging her up, being nice to her, trying to help and make her feel good. Some people just don't see that shit though I guess