Emotionalmosquito

Anything can be overhyped on the internet. As others have noted, it may not even matter if the cold approach crowd has always been rather small. But I’ve asked women this myself and they generally say they never or rarely get approached unless by much older men from a different era. I even did this one set on an 8/10 at target using the “I think I know your boyfriend” opener coined by Jack Denmo. (who btw is currently serving a three year prison sentence over a false rape accusation, go figure) She told me she doesn’t have a boyfriend and said no when I asked if she gets approached by guys often. So there’s one example

Thousanty. Like sixty, seventy or eighty. You add another zero to whatever number of thousand it is. So eight-thousanty would be the new 80,000

Too bad it still makes no difference. There are countless TikToks coming out of women venting their frustration about nobody ever flirting with them.

I can definitely see that now. It’s not just a crowd of people having a good time for a night, it’s doing something profoundly beneficial to them in ways I could’ve never imagined until now. Unless I’m the only one it turned out to have that effect on, which I find unlikely. It was easily in the top 5 best things that’s ever happened in my life. Another super important thing I forgot to emphasize is how lucky I am I DIDN’T end up kissing or pulling a girl. Because then the mind would’ve pinned every bit of the afterglow on just that. How tragic that would’ve been! If I could feel like how I was the next few days after the event more often I’d never have to think about women again. Any seasoned ravers reading this, please tell me, do they give you the same ridiculously strong boost after each one or are they bound by the law of diminishing returns like too many other things?

To give some context, for a few years leading up to this I’d been in the darkest place of my life. I’d recently come off of a moderate to severe kratom addiction, I was barely exercising, sleeping horribly, hateful incel posting, chronically online, severely addicted to gooning (which I’m still wrestling with) and more. I was with my autism group at this hipster coffee joint when I noticed a flyer promoting a Halloween costume rave. When the day came I was feeling horrendous physically and mentally. I almost called it off. But I ended up going as a makeshift giant used menstrual pad as per my period kink. People seemed to find it hilarious. The party itself was nothing spectacular, or so I thought. It was about maybe 70-90 people rough estimate. A few guys were smooth enough to successfully smooch with some of the girls, my incel nature hated seeing it. But luckily other than that and some people who came as couples there wasn’t a lot of hooking up going on. Majority of us stayed in our lanes. I took off my costume so I could dance like crazy to make sure I got my fifteen bucks worth. There were these two hot zombie girls. They got split up and I ended up dancing right next to one of them for at least an hour. I didn’t get the courage to spin her like I wanted. I kept thinking surely someone is about to come scoop her up if I don’t go for it but nobody ever did, which I’m sure she was quite happy about. There was even this really cuddly gay couple so I decided maybe I’d try seeing if I could do a three way bro hug with them. Couldn’t even get the nerve to try that either. Things are looking like a total flop by this point. Anyway, the rave comes to a close. Some girl looks like she had a divine revelation from the experience, almost in tears. Something that i wished happened to me. I went back home feeling neutral about the whole thing, nothing special. The next morning I started the day as usual but noticed something was different. I felt 30 pounds lighter and felt 50% better than I had been. As I focused on it, it started moving towards 80, then 90. As it grew more and more I was overcome by what I could only call the holy spirt. I even put it to the test by trying to bring back my old bitterness to slow it down, but it was like trying to dim the sun by throwing snowballs. I’d planned to visit my friends in a neighboring town that day. On my drive over there I kept having these orgasmic waves of pure love deep in the chest and spine, they were so strong it felt like too much to be contained in a body. I wanted to burst out of my skin and reunite with God. It blew my mind how one stupid party full of normies and people I would’ve otherwise hated essentially gave me a free mdma trip without the drug. Does everyone get hit that hard? Is that why people like raves?

I’ve only hallucinated sober 1 time and it was back when I was a 5 or 6 year old kid. It was early in the morning. I was still in bed. I looked up on a shelf where we had these solid gray color gnome trinkets and noticed they became fully animated. One was walking in circles picking up stuff and putting it in his basket as if foraging a field. Another started dancing around in place, one of them acknowledged me in a friendly manner… stuff like that. I know for certain it wasn’t a dream because I was wide awake. I even got up and started the day after the experience instead of going back to sleep.

I sure hope the people trying to push it through don’t all start mysteriously killing themselves

The fact that bentinho goes crying like a baby to Cory and has her rub his back because people are calling out his abuse is fucking hilarious

Aaron Abke interview coming out tomorrow. The evidence keeps piling up.

Dude, that is fantastic to hear. Great find!

“Friends now, which I’m so happy about.” Brutal. Who wants to explain why he got friend zoned? Other than being shorter than her and generally uninteresting.

Love it. As a germaphobe, that breakthrough with superbugs warms my heart.

On an unrelated note, can there please be some way to change my username? It’s completely retarded and doesn’t roll off the tongue at all. I don’t know wtf I was thinking when I came up with that 7 years ago or however long. It could at least be something rather funny like MOSQUITOinaSPEEDO. What I chose is just not it. 😑

It can get pretty depressing to see so much of the awful stuff happening in the world on top of already being burdened by the stresses of our own life. So let’s share some examples of nice positive things being done that make you believe it might just be possible to create a better tomorrow. It’s also great to see all the devilish sex trafficking shit coming to light. Awareness is the first step towards healing.