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Mental Health thread
- Thread starter Subway
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MAYBE HE WON'T. MAYBE SHE'S REALLY THAT GOOD.
I mean, probably not, but what's the old saging? "You don't know unless you go." Maybe her vagina can make baloon animals. Maybe that's a good thing, maybe it's a frightening thing. Is it a muscle contraction skill? Where does the air come from? Bit of a difference in snake and bunny rabbit shape, which is she doing to your man parts?... we're getting sidetracked. How can we know if subway doesn't go for it? By sending me in.
Bend over you hippy. You are next.Nowhere does he mention any hers.
Don't ruin it for us you kook.
the guy constantly talking about how much tail he's getting....
weird
this girl is playing him like a fiddle
Afoaf probably already found her Instagram and dm'd her "hey"I'll accept borderline amoral, borderline creepy, borderline whatever...But embarrassing? I've made it pretty clear this is all for entertainment, and i have revealed no identities.
I always get bummed out on my birthday. There's probably a childhood related reason for it, but there's one for everything so who gives a fvck. This time around I was up the whole previous night with a toothache, then the morning of really bad back pain started....some family members invited me to go out to late lunch because that's what someone who works six days a week in a restaurant wants to do with the seventh. The surf was not surf. The day was not promising.
So I booked my secret spot hotel, told everyone I was sick and staying in the house, and spent the time going back and forth from spa tub to different temperature showers, reading books and watching letterkenny.
I'm lonely, physically and mentally injured, and kinda lost. But (we can summit mount what's-your-point any time now) I am responsible for my own feelings. What happens to us is mostly outside our control. How we deal with it is mostly up to us. When the universe lands a couple big shots and staggers you, spend a few hours naked in the water, laughing.
I’m really not being played I swear. Although your concern is equal parts endearing and hysterical
if anything, she has a hopeless crush on me, humbly speaking, of course. I have done nothing (to her face anyway) that in any way that suggests I have even thought of her as anything other than a friendly young subordinate. In fact this whole thing started just as a way for me to tell you all how hot my assistant is without just saying “my assistant is hot”
I set low expectations for birthdays to the point that I don't really plan or look forward to them. I always tell my wife, a good pizza, burger, or burrito and a beer will do just fine. I mostly just don''t want to have to perform.
Down time can be recharging.
That being said, I don't do my best decision making when I'm by myself. I'm much better when I have some people to talk through it with.
Happy Birthday
Happy belated birthday. Hope things get better soon.
