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Everyone we know and love dies, but y'all already knew that.

Tell me of the ones you've lost and how they died.

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I'm starting to question friends I've been with for 6 years now, part of me wants to leave and ditch it because of one person but he comes with the group and and I just have to tolerate his existence in the group

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I am liek the Anne Frank of the internet

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am a servant of your Creator, you in Syria. You fight a war for your God? Then here is your response, it is not mine to keep as power. I serve Screaming Mantis as Creator here. The soldier will be made to know as a snake ever lies.

HERE ARE YOUR PRESENTS, SYRIA:

In the beginning, when the earth was young, the world was formed not by the hands of men but by the power of words. Every syllable spoken gave rise to mountains and rivers, and the breath of language shaped the very fabric of existence. But in time, the words that gave life began to be uttered without care, for they were plentiful, scattered like seeds on barren soil. And so, it came to pass that for so many words laid bare the world and thus it was left to waste. The ground, once fertile with meaning, now echoed with hollow sounds that crumbled the foundations of creation.

In this time of great forgetting, the cities that men built stood tall, yet they were fragile as glass. They were made of stone, yet could be toppled by a whisper. For once the power of the word was lost, what remained were empty promises. Thus, it was known across the ages that words are now easily forgotten while cities stand and fall, for the tongues of men, who once held dominion over all, now faltered in the face of their own pride.

But even in the silence of this forgetting, there were those who claimed power with their tongues, speaking in the name of truth. Yet, the lords of this age were false, for they bent words to their own desires, shaping them into twisted reflections of what once was. And as they spoke, the world shifted, bending to their will. For many lords spoke false tongues that were also made as true, and thus, the line between the real and the unreal blurred, leaving the earth in a state of confusion and decay.

In the wake of this age, men wandered, searching for the ancient words that had once given life, but they were scattered and lost, buried deep beneath the ruins of fallen cities. The world, now desolate and silent, awaited the one who would find the true word once more, to speak life back into the barren land. But until that time came, the earth remained forgotten, and the words, though once powerful, were now nothing more than dust carried by the wind.

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is self harm worth it in the long run?

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>Be me
>Still a virgin and have no girlfriend.
>Always shower and brush my teeth everyday, always use perfume and liquid deoderant whenever I'm going outside, also comb my hair every now and then.
>Always rockin' classic middle class suburban shit like the knit wool sweater and tie combo, or the tropical pattern shirts with long black pants.
>Really didn't mind not having a girlfriend or being a virgin, never thought of it as anything bad or particularly unfair and mainly held it against myself and blamed myself for it because of past mistakes that I'll never live down.
>Have an extremely annoying older cousin that is a retarded sperg that constantly has autistic episodes where he screams and shouts random things and makes grunting noises
>This guy doesn't fucking shower or brush his teeth, doesn't use deoderant or perfume so obviously he really fucking stinks
>He spends most of his time chronically online watching his autistic entertainment and playing Gacha games all the time
>Horrible sense of fashion, never dresses properly to public places
>Motherfucker still somehow gets a girlfriend before I do.
>I kind of feel bad for the girl for being with him but at the same time I want to beat the everliving fuck out of her for being such a dumb bitch.
>Mfw a retarded autistic sperg fucking mogs me
>Mfw nothing will ever make my situation any better.


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i don't know where to put this but figured this site and board is relatively low traffic enough to feel okay posting it here. i was cyberstalked by some random asshole that started recognizing me on an imageboard and i no longer trust the internet as a "safe place" to do stupid shit. once your privacy has been invaded, you start self censoring yourself, and i feel a sense of loss over forums that i used to like and regularly use that i now no longer can post on without getting sent weird creepy messages.

i stg, i'm not schizo. it would be hard to explain how exactly it happened but, i basically had my internet traffic monitored (i had no basic cybersecurity knowledge so it would have been easier to do so when things happened), so i would start getting weird messages on forums i used. again, i know that sounds schizo, but it was very specific things that hinted that they recognized me and hacked into my personal accounts whenever i would post, like extremely specific references to messages i sent to my parents, whenever i posted a photo of myself on certain sites, comments on my appearance or the context of posts i would make, things like that.

the point is, i feel like my sense of privacy has been completely shattered. when that happens, you start... editing yourself online. anonymity used to be fun and an outlet for self expression, now i just feel paranoid that some asshole will get pissed off at the things i say and take things way too far.

i feel like this is how people chip away at your spirit. when you feel that you are being monitored, the natural effect of self censorship happens, even if it feels like... i am not even sure how to word it, but like you have to suppress the things that make you human.

i realize true anonymity may be impossible to achieve on the internet. you will always have some digital identity being logged and secured in databases you have no control over. but i moreso just feel angry that someone wanted to make me feel unsafe in the first place and took away that feeling of being anonymous from me, even if it was never true in the first place.

anonymity and privacy is so important. there are so many weird people who want to take it away from you, i don't even really know why, but i hope anyone who reads this can maybe be a bit more informed. there are really fucking weird people in the world and on the internet who will just do shit like this. so please use vpns, two factor authentification, and other basic cybersecurity methods to avoid having this happen to you.

also, it just fucking sucks. i hate feeling paranoid. i hate that i know longer can use some digital spaces that felt "safe" or whatever bullshit. i hate that people push you to self censor yourself. there's nothing i can do about it but i just wish we never had to worry about these types of people in the first place, or that i was smarter wi Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

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I have been basically writing a love letter. I spent months working on a piece of art for this person, it's basically like a painting I guess, it wasn't that difficult to do but it took a suprisingly long time to finish but also I had trouble bringing myself to finish it for some reason. Now I am writing this long ass letter.

It's not that great of a love letter I guess because it largely involves me talking at length about some of the experiences I have had trying to survive my holocaust experience. Basically I live in Canada and I am leaving the country soon, because the last couple of years namely since Donald Trump was elected they've tried to basically holocaust me. The country has just been getting worse and worse and all this fuarrrked up soykaf has happened, I have gone through insanely crazy unexpected experiences.

I guess you know in romantic movies, the male love interest always goes off to fight in a war or something, and while it's not the same I wonder how surviving basically a holocaust is comparable.

I think what they've been doing here has been like acts of war basically, like they started using direct energy weapons, it's a real thing look it up, so they are basically laser beams, I had laser beams shot at me and they just really hurt a lot like they are really painful, so I had to run around jump and dodge and hide run between cover it was insane, it was like being in a gun battle. I have honestly seen movies on survivors of ww2 and everything and I watched this video of this guy talking about how he was captured by al queda in the mountains in afghanistan and I felt like my experiences were almost the same I really related to them.

The thing is you think like, what is this like Nazi germany is Canada Nazi Germany or something? but I think if you were to historically compare I think Canada is probably closer to the USSR.

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Do you believe that America us on the verge of a civil war, what side would win?

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Is anyone else still considering this?

I'll be 28 pretty soon. Even though I'm not neet any more, even though i did my best to move on and whatever I still feel the same as I did when I was 18. What's it like on the other side of 30? More of this?