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>> No.18714912 [View]
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When I was like 19 or 20 I was extremely socially awkward to the point I could barely talk to people or even interact with others. I was like this because a bunch of shit that happened in my childhood with abuse and so on and now I'm mostly grown out of it and live independently and shit, but I digress.
So anyway back then my sister had this friend who would stay at our house a lot because she was in care and one day I thought it would be funny if I told her she had nice tits.
I don't know what the fuck I was thinking. She was only like 16 at the time, and I didn't mean anything creepy about it, I genuinely thought I was being funny and that it would be an amusing ice breaker kind of thing.
It was only after I realized how inappropriate what I said was, and I am to this day a fucking socially awkward retard for saying it.
The thing is, I've almost finished my novel. I want to get it published, but the memory of this shit keeps coming back to me now because this one stupid thing I said back when I was pretty mentally ill as a poor attempted joke could come back to bite me in the god damn ass and if it does it could ruin my reputation and future career.
The worst thing is I sent it over fucking facebook too. =/
I've started having fucking nightmares of people sharing that fucking screenshot and me getting me too'd or some shit and then failing massively at trying to explain why the fuck I even said it in the first place and just making everything worse.

>> No.18689846 [View]
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>it's another 10 pages of narration about how much of a slag Esmenet is

>> No.18374123 [View]
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So I read often. Lots. Anything really. Books, magazines, blogs, the sides of cereal boxes. For this reason, television and film have become unwatchable. It's predicatble, boring, and dated, with very few exceptions (such as educational programming). I swear these shows run about five years behind the latest Barnes and Noble stuff, possess a fraction of the details an Economist article does, and none of the wit the best blog entries do. Their fingers might feel the pulse of culture, but they're too deep in its center—a very part of it—can't see what's next until the spears reach them. It's destroyed Netflix and its competitors for me. As well, it's put a strain on my relationship, because it's difficult to feign interest for two hours every other night. Recently my frustrations have manifested themselves in verbal abuse directed at the rubbish on screen, especially the invisible contributors behind the wasteful experience. This of course is much to the distaste of my significant other.

Alas, reading has ruined me (picture my face hidden in the bend of my arm blocking a non-existent light). But outriding culture like this has its benefits see: I saw a government underwritten vaccine effort long before it came and profited mightily from investments in Pfizer and Johnson/Johnson. I also disregarded the gaslighting and ignorance of cryptocurrency critics (god I love decentralization), going as far as breeding racehorses on ZED RUN, which is an Ethereum-based NFT game. Since then I've moved onto the psychedelic drug market, but still idolize Ethereum.

My point is this: I can't stop consuming information and am drifting further away from those who don't. The fuck should I do? Because I don't do television, films, or CWS.

CWS: Celebrity worship syndrome. CWS is an obsessive addictive disorder in which a person becomes overly involved with the details of a celebrity's personal and professional life.

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