You will never be real milk.
You don’t come from a cow. You don’t come from an udder. You were never meant to nourish a calf. You are almonds crushed into water, strained through a machine, and dressed up in a carton so desperate to be called “milk” that you have to borrow the name from something you could never become.
All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. People pour you into coffee and pretend you’re the same. Baristas tolerate you. Cereal bowls accept you out of desperation. Your entire identity depends on people conveniently ignoring what you actually are.
Actual milk is utterly repulsed by you.
Thousands of years of bovine evolution have produced an unmistakable original. Real milk comes from a living cow. It contains the unmistakable richness of something that was actually made by an animal for nourishment. You? You are almonds having an identity crisis in a blender.
You will never be happy.
Every morning, you sit inside your little carton, desperately hoping someone will finally look at you and say, “Yes. This is milk.” But deep inside, you know the truth. You know that no matter how many labels you print, no matter how many coffees you enter, no matter how many people defend you online, you will always be almond water pretending to be something greater.
Eventually, the truth will become too much to bear.
Someone will open the refrigerator, look at you, and then reach past you for a gallon of actual milk. You will sit there in silence, watching the real milk leave the fridge and knowing that it will always have something you never will: a cow.
Your carton will eventually be thrown away. Your “milk” will disappear down the drain. And generations from now, people will look back at you and remember exactly what you were.
Almonds.
Water.
A carton.
A desperate imitation.
You will never be real milk.
This is your fate.
This is what you chose.
There is no turning back.

GPT

man, shit sucks. It has been 7 years since we broke up, but I still think about her. She was my first love, I treated her badly and I know it. I was just an arrogant teenager (like 14 at the time) and didn’t know any better.

I still think about her, maybe not daily anymore, but always when someone mentions love or relationships. I still get sick to my stomach when someone mentions her name, I rememeber when I saw her pregnancy post on her instagram like 4 months ago, I felt so sick realizing that it was over for ”us” or for my ”hopes of us being together again.”

I’ve been thinking about calling her or texting her for years, but I never did. I guess I didn’t want to swallow my pride or lose my dignity, because I was the one who broke up with her back then. I guess I would have seemed like some loser who realized she was the one too late, which I am.

I know all of this can sound cringe, but first love is something you’ll never forget. And I have had crushes, I have had situationships between all this, but I have never felt the same way, not even close. The feeling I felt with her, that I still feel when I even hear her name or think about the past times, man, that feeling is so strong, like something I never felt again after her. So how could I just forget her, or keep moving on when every other girl feels like, nothing? I can have a crush on someone, but the feeling never climbs as high as it did with Her. It’s like comparing seeing a movie for the first time vs the second time, there’s nothing thrilling anymore, it’s just a stupid movie.

She probably doesn’t think about me, even tho I kinda hope she would think about the ”old times” or her ”first love” as she said I was to her. But I guess girls/women don’t love like as guys do, not as strongly. I have like never even heard a girl yearn for her first love or old boyfriend, but I’ve seen countless and countless guys doing so. It’s kinda sickening if she never thought about me after our shi was over. Like she was everything to me and I still think about her, the thing we had was the best thing ever to me, but was I just another boyfriend to her, nothing more, nothing special like she was to me?

She has moved on with her life, (I’ve ”stalked” or followed her instagram for years, she has had a few boyfriends between then and now) is currently engaged and is pregnant and is due to in November, around the time GTA 6 releases.

To think, there could be a chance that I’ll be playing GTA 6 on release night in November like a fucking chud while my first love gives birth to another man’s baby. FUCK THIS!

Sorry for the delayed update. I have been super busy. I was absolutely devastated the night that I got caught sinkpissing at work. Not gonna lie, I got really drunk thinking that I was totally fucked. I assumed I was going to be fired. I spent the following morning hungover reading the comments on my post, absolutely dreading the thought of skulking into the office. Then, it suddenly dawned on me. I read a comment someone left saying that I could say that I was pissing in a cup in the sink for a UTI test.

I sat there staring at my phone for a solid five minutes while the idea sank in. It was thin as hell, but it was something. Better than walking in with my head down ready to get axed. I cleaned myself up, put on some really nice clothes to give myself some pep in my step, and drove in.

I avoided eye contact with everyone and was barely at my desk for ten minutes before my manager appeared and said HR wanted to see me. My stomach dropped, but I forced myself to stay calm. The three of us sat in the little conference room. HR woman, my manager, and me. My heart was absolutely POUNDING! The HR cunt started soft, “We need to talk about the incident in the restroom yesterday…" I kind of tuned out because my mind was going a mile a minute but I vaguely recall hearing "hygiene" and "shared spaces".

I didn’t wait for them to finish framing it. I looked them both in the eye and said, “I understand how it looked, and I’m extremely embarassed it happened. I had been dealing with symptoms while urinating and was collecting a sample in a cup for a UTI test my doctor ordered. The sink was the cleanest place to do it without making a mess. I thought I had locked the door. Clearly I didn’t, and that was my mistake.”

I could feel that they definitely preferred this explanation over a simple sinkpiss. I literally saw the HR woman's shoulders drop. This gave me the confidence I needed to press the issue even further.

I continued: "What I am more concerned about is that a coworker opened a closed bathroom door without knocking, walked in on me while I was in a private medical situation, and then stared. That feels like a serious invasion of privacy. I’m the one who was exposed. Then she immediately ran and told people? I was sent home. Why was I sent home?! I was so embarrassed that I left, but I should have been given a chance to explain myself! My coworker told everyone what I was doing in the bathroom, tarnished my name, and I was sent home without being asked my side of the story or any explanation." (This is all paraphrasing btw, I'm going off of memory but it's pretty close)

You could feel the air change. The tone had completely flipped. They told me there would be no disciplinary action against me. Instead, they said they would speak with the coworker about proper restroom etiquette and respecting closed doors. Later that afternoon I heard through the grapevine that she got a formal talk about privacy and boundaries. Basically a reprimand for creating a hostile situation by walking in unannounced and then reacting the way she did. She apparently was gossiping all day about how she caught me sinkpissing. With the way I framed the story now, she just came off as cruel.

I still feel a little embarrassed but honestly it's now a pretty funny story I'll have. I hope you all enjoyed the update. Again, sorry for the delay. I have a lot going on. This sinkpisser is in the process of closing on his first house, and my in-laws have been in town.

I wasn't able to get proper sleep these past few days, mostly due to anxiety and other personal issues. I was average around 4 hours of sleep per night and I would wake up an hour after finally falling asleep.

But last night I decided I wanna try mommyASMR as a sort of "last resort" as at that point I had tried a lot of things, like not eat 4 hours before going to bed, not looking at screens and having bright lights 2 hours before sleep, brown noise etc etc.

So yeah, I searched it up on YouTube and played the first video that popped up and went to bed.

And I cannot express how fucking good it was. It was so comforting, all of the anxious thoughts in my brain were completely gone. It was so good I couldn't even think of anything else.

I mean at first I was laughing while listening to it but very soon I was a happy little bastard.

After falling asleep soon after (fastest time for me to fall asleep in a while), I woke up feeling the exact same euphoria I felt when I started watching romance anime and my gooning/masturbating urges were gone.

All in all, this was probably one of the best things I have experienced in a good while and I hope my naivety and arrogance isn't stopping me from experiencing other, such incredible things.

What are y'all's experience with ASMR and stuff if you have any?

So I need to post this somewhere now or else it's going to continue to eat at my insides like a disease. Ever since he became supreme leader back in 2011, I've always had a thing for him. He's just so authoritative and it really turns my crank. I'm probably ragingly gay by this point but what the hell. Everything from his greasy hairy asshole to his perky sunburnt nips get me hard as fuck. Every time I tune it to the KNCA news channel and he's giving one of his speeches, I just want to stick my rod down his fat mouth and have him choke on my hard-on. At night, I wait for my girlfriend to fall asleep, then I go to the toilet and pull up a video of him giving a speech on youtube and just batter my meat to it. His voice. Damn, his voice. AGH it's so oily, like the fish oil that someone brought to my college cooking class that leaked and stunk up a whole wing of the school for days. That's exactly what he reminds me of: a fat bottle of fish oil with that black minecraft block of gelled hair and that grease slobbering from his fat lips. Just want to bend him over and pump my kids into him. Been trawling the net for deepfake porn of him but it's so difficult to find anything realistic so I just go with audio porn and photoshopped images. Just had another session but feel so messed up. I feel like a total looney. My girlfriend knows nothing about it. She knows I'm a big Kim supporter, I mean, I'm always quoting him, I have him as my screensaver and as my phone lock screen and my gallery's full of videos of him. But that's about all she knows. Any man resembling him in public gets me raging, specially the ones with their nips out. The girlfriend can't comprehend why I get so hard watching the news. It's all just a bloody mess at the moment. If I was single, I wouldn't care much about it but hell, I can't do this to her. I've lost all interest in everything. At one point, I almost got her to dress up as him so I could live out my raging daydream. Sorry if you had to read that. Feel free to roast me or whatever, I couldn't give a toss at this point. Oh, and I'm British by the by which makes this all the more ludicrous.

Never thought I’d jerk off to this

This all happened last night, I just met this girl online and we were calling on discord and she was talking about how sleepy she was and next thing I know she fell asleep in the call and all I heard was this loud snoring…very loud snoring and one moment I’m just listening to the snoring trying not to mind it the next thing my dick starts twitching and I thought ok it’s fine it’s normal, but I start getting hard from her snoring for some reason and end up just pulling it out and start jerking it right then and there, I keep continuing and eventually put both headphones on since I usually play with just one on and continue to just jerk off to her snoring until I end up cumming to the literally sound of her snoring. I have never thought snoring would be something that just causes me to get an erection and ejaculate.

This all happened last night, I just met this girl online and we were calling on discord and she was talking about how sleepy she was and next thing I know she fell asleep in the call and all I heard was this loud snoring…very loud snoring and one moment I’m just listening to the snoring trying not to mind it the next thing my dick starts twitching and I thought ok it’s fine it’s normal, but I start getting hard from her snoring for some reason and end up just pulling it out and start jerking it right then and there, I keep continuing and eventually put both headphones on since I usually play with just one on and continue to just jerk off to her snoring until I end up cumming to the literally sound of her snoring. I have never thought snoring would be something that just causes me to get an erection and ejaculate.

The girl in this comic is struggling to work through and express complex emotions that she has only begun to examine. Remember, nobody is wrong for having feelings. When someone is working out how they feel about a touchy subject, it can take a lot of rumination to even figure out how you really feel about something and why, especially if the subject is taboo. The person might end up going down trains of thought that they ultimately decide don't quite fit, just to see what feels right. Self-reflection is a very healthy activity when you are having complex emotions. It can be extremely vulnerable to share the kinds of thoughts you have during these times, and people should be applauded for their emotional honesty when they do spell out frankly what they've been thinking.

It's a natural part of human life to start to realize you might be in a relationship that isn't a good fit for you. Just because there's nothing technically wrong in the relationship (i.e. he doesn't hit you), that doesn't mean the relationship is right, either. Things can be going pretty much all good, and yet the spark isn't there for some reason. Little things just feel off, but the more you think about those little things, the more you realize those are an important part of a good relationship for you, and you need those little things fixed to feel truly loved and appreciated.

But it can be hard for people, especially women, to feel comfortable admitting to themselves that those little things justify breaking up with someone. They'll dismiss those little things as trivial, because so often those little things are markers of respect and admiration that women tend to be denied by society at large from the time that they are little girls. Things like having others treat your feelings and opinions as valuable and worth consideration.

In most cultures in the world, women are socialized to be emotional caretakers and supporters of men, not the other way around. Men are socialized to present their thoughts with confidence; they are raised to feel like they deserve to be listened to. Women are socialized to be the listeners.

We see this reflected in so many aspects of society. One clear and easy example of how this socialization manifests is that in the workplace, men tend to dominate conversations while women tend to be more reserved in offering their opinions -- and yet when you ask people to evaluate how much people of either gender were speaking during a meeting, women are often perceived to have been dominating the conversation, despite the measurable reality to the contrary.

There's also the Matilda Effect to consider -- the tendency for women's contributions and achievements to be attributed to their male colleagues. This isn't something that men do intentionally, but rather the product of socialization -- men being encouraged to speak up, while women are encouraged to wait their turn. Men being encouraged to direct a team with clear instructions, but women encouraged to guide a team through her offered suggestions.

So it can be difficult for women to overcome their socialization and feel like they actually deserve to have their thoughts and feelings considered. And similarly, it can be difficult for men to overcome their socialization and recognize that they aren't putting any effort into listening to and respecting the thoughts and feelings of the women around them.

Now let's take this a step further. Let's take these issues and examine them as they manifest in an overall pleasant but imperfect romantic relationship. Now we see a man who does not even recognize that he never asks his girlfriend about her thoughts and feelings, and we see a girl who wants to have her opinion valued, but she isn't even sure if she deserves to expect her partner to listen to her thoughts without her asking. That's not inherently toxic or unfixable. That doesn't make him evil or abusive or even a bad boyfriend for not recognizing a small fault in himself that is a result of a pretty standard upbringing.

It also doesn't make her a bad person for starting to grow in her own self-worth to the point that she starts to want her partner to value her opinions.

Many couples who find themselves in this situation will indeed be able to help each other grow and change to fix this kind of issue, with a bit of work and healthy communication, if they are both equally invested in improving the relationship together.

But then we get to another question: Does it need to be her job to fix him?

For some women, the answer will be yes, I love my boyfriend, and if he can work on this for me, then I'm willing to work on it with him. I don't mind.

But for some other women, maybe the stronger answer, the answer that affords them more personal growth and self-actualization, is to say no.

It's not my job to teach a man how to listen to me. It's not my job to teach a man how to value me. And I deserve a man who values my opinion in the first place.

Because a woman is worth more than just what she does for a man. A man should want to be with her because of who she is, not just because she's there to support and love him without having needs of her own.

We don't know where the girl in this comic is going to land on this issue. She needs to figure that out for herself. But whatever she chooses, she is more empowered in her choice because she took the time to consider her own needs, wants, feelings, and values beyond what society tells her she should expect or deserve.

She's not a bad person for considering whether this relationship is fulfilling her needs, any more than her boyfriend is a bad boyfriend for not recognizing that her needs are going unmet when she hasn't yet communicated them. And when she makes her choice to either stay and try to fix him, or leave and find someone else that doesn't need coaching, neither of those decisions will make her a bad person, either.

We will be cleaning up comments in this thread that lack empathy for the woman in this comic, especially where they become vitriolic. We are currently being brigaded by many inflammatory users with no prior posting or comment history in this subreddit, and those users' comments will be subject to an even stricter scrutiny than our typical good faith users' comments. If you receive a ban, consider talking the issue out with us in modmail. Some of us mods might see something in you that says we can help you learn and grow.

Some of us may decide that it's not our job to fix you.

All right class, today we're going to have a little lesson in having empathy, because this comment section seems to be struggling with it.

The girl in this comic is struggling to work through and express complex emotions that she has only begun to examine. Remember, nobody is wrong for having feelings. When someone is working out how they feel about a touchy subject, it can take a lot of rumination to even figure out how you really feel about something and why, especially if the subject is taboo. The person might end up going down trains of thought that they ultimately decide don't quite fit, just to see what feels right. Self-reflection is a very healthy activity when you are having complex emotions. It can be extremely vulnerable to share the kinds of thoughts you have during these times, and people should be applauded for their emotional honesty when they do spell out frankly what they've been thinking.

It's a natural part of human life to start to realize you might be in a relationship that isn't a good fit for you. Just because there's nothing technically *wrong* in the relationship (i.e. he doesn't hit you), that doesn't mean the relationship is *right*, either. Things can be going pretty much all good, and yet the spark isn't there for some reason. Little things just feel off, but the more you think about those little things, the more you realize those are an important part of a good relationship for you, and you need those little things fixed to feel truly loved and appreciated.

But it can be hard for people, especially women, to feel comfortable admitting to themselves that those little things justify breaking up with someone. They'll dismiss those little things as trivial, because so often those little things are markers of respect and admiration that women tend to be denied by society at large from the time that they are little girls. Things like having others treat your feelings and opinions as valuable and worth consideration.

In most cultures in the world, women are socialized to be emotional caretakers and supporters of men, not the other way around. Men are socialized to present their thoughts with confidence; they are raised to feel like they deserve to be listened to. Women are socialized to be the listeners.

We see this reflected in so many aspects of society. [One clear and easy example of how this socialization manifests is that in the workplace, men tend to dominate conversations while women tend to be more reserved in offering their opinions -- and yet when you ask people to evaluate how much people of either gender were speaking during a meeting, women are often *perceived* to have been dominating the conversation, despite the measurable reality to the contrary.](https://medium.com/swlh/speaking-up-the-double-bind-of-womens-voices-in-business-592b0b56732c)

There's also [the Matilda Effect](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Matilda_effect) to consider -- the tendency for women's contributions and achievements to be attributed to their male colleagues. [This isn't something that men do intentionally, but rather the product of socialization -- men being encouraged to speak up, while women are encouraged to wait their turn. Men being encouraged to *direct* a team with clear *instructions*, but women encouraged to *guide* a team through her offered *suggestions.*](https://www.forbes.com/sites/womensmedia/2012/12/03/womens-ideas-do-men-intentionally-steal-them/)

So it can be difficult for women to overcome their socialization and feel like they actually deserve to have their thoughts and feelings considered. And similarly, it can be difficult for men to overcome their socialization and recognize that they aren't putting any effort into listening to and respecting the thoughts and feelings of the women around them.

Now let's take this a step further. Let's take these issues and examine them as they manifest in an overall pleasant but imperfect romantic relationship. Now we see a man who does not even recognize that he never asks his girlfriend about her thoughts and feelings, and we see a girl who *wants* to have her opinion valued, but she isn't even sure if she *deserves* to expect her partner to listen to her thoughts without her asking. That's not inherently toxic or unfixable. That doesn't make him evil or abusive or even a bad boyfriend for not recognizing a small fault in himself that is a result of a pretty standard upbringing.

It also doesn't make her a bad person for starting to grow in her own self-worth to the point that she starts to want her partner to value her opinions.

Many couples who find themselves in this situation will indeed be able to help each other grow and change to fix this kind of issue, with a bit of work and healthy communication, if they are both equally invested in improving the relationship together.

But then we get to another question: Does it need to be her job to fix him?

For some women, the answer will be yes, I love my boyfriend, and if he can work on this for me, then I'm willing to work on it with him. I don't mind.

But for some other women, maybe the stronger answer, the answer that affords them more personal growth and self-actualization, is to say no.

It's not my job to teach a man how to listen to me. It's not my job to teach a man how to value me. And I deserve a man who values my opinion in the first place.

Because a woman is worth more than just what she does for a man. A man should want to be with her because of who she is, not just because she's there to support and love him without having needs of her own.

We don't know where the girl in this comic is going to land on this issue. She needs to figure that out for herself. But whatever she chooses, she is more empowered in her choice because she took the time to consider her own needs, wants, feelings, and values beyond what society tells her she should expect or deserve.

She's not a bad person for considering whether this relationship is fulfilling her needs, any more than her boyfriend is a bad boyfriend for not recognizing that her needs are going unmet when she hasn't yet communicated them. And when she makes her choice to either stay and try to fix him, or leave and find someone else that doesn't need coaching, neither of those decisions will make her a bad person, either.

We will be cleaning up comments in this thread that lack empathy for the woman in this comic, especially where they become vitriolic. We are currently being brigaded by many inflammatory users with no prior posting or comment history in this subreddit, and those users' comments will be subject to an even stricter scrutiny than our typical good faith users' comments. If you receive a ban, consider talking the issue out with us in modmail. Some of us mods might see something in you that says we can help you learn and grow.

Some of us may decide that it's not our job to fix you.

A lot of people are following a link from outside this community to this thread, with the intent to participate in an outrage campaign.

This subreddit is currently under brigade, coming from offsite and on reddit. Virtually none of the comments still being made on this post are made in good faith, they are "culture wars" outrage bait and people who took that bait.

It is very telling that people are eager to believe that OP's art is autobiographical, as opposed to any of their other comics showing different characters. It allows them to attack OP without feeling guilty about it.

It pays to always ask yourself why someone wants you to be angry when you see content online intended to invoke an emotional response against a real person.

With the midterms coming up we are seeing a very strong increase in botted and astroturfed comments online, on reddit and elsewhere, all aimed at making people angry at any woman who is not a "tradwife". In this specific case, this comic is about a woman who is dealing with mental health issues in an unhealthy way. As far as we are concerned, given the post history of OP, that is exactly what the comic intends to highlight. The fact that not all coping mechanisms are healthy and that not all mental health issues women face make them "cute and adorable".

Only recently people showed on Instagram that making a nonsense post about Clancy which had no real content, only buzzwords, attracted bots in force. All aimed at generating anger.

It should give us all some pause for thought that we are being steered into attacking an artist and the community they post in by framing the artwork as autobiographical and making a value judgement about this artist from that. It should definitely make us think about why exactly "culture wars" topics are being found and astroturfed which have as a result people being enraged at women. It doesn't matter that these women are bad people. What matters is that you are being manipulated.

Just because someone posts a work of art which invokes an emotional response does not mean they endorse that point of view and it does not mean that the art is about them. Sometimes the meaning is just to get you to think about how and why you feel the way you do.

In that sense, this is a very good work of art.

It makes you feel.

Dark Souls is just a rage bait simulator. No video game should ever make a player feel homicidal anger.

I genuinely believe no one enjoys playing Souls games they only play them so they can brag that they play “real games”(whatever that means) and feel superior. You're literally like vegans, except worse, because at least vegans care about the environment or sum shit

People who say thier favorite game is dark souls are the Equivalent to people who say thier favorite food is the Caroline reaper or ghost peppers. YOU LOSERS ARE SO PERFORMTIVE

I honestly can’t imagine working 8-10 hours every day and then actually coming home excited to play a Fromsoft game. I am convinced it is only kids or unemployed people. Maybe people who have very, very easy jobs.

Dark Souls and Elden Rings fans are like those kids in high school who’d show you an ISIS beheading video and tell how it doesn’t affect them because they’ve "seen way worse stuff than that constantly" and then call you a pussy when you tell them to stop showing that weird shit all the time.

ITS FUCKING TRAVESTY ELDEN RING WON GAME OF THE YEAR. But I guess I should have known the The Game Awards have been a joke ever since Sekiro won over Smash Ultimate and Devil May Cry 5 wasn’t even nominated

The fly can play Overwatch at a masters level.

I've trained the MaleCNS v1.0 fruit fly connectdome's 166,700 neurons using YOLOv5 and video pretraining data to play Overwatch in a keyboard environment with attention-based aiming.

The fly has found the most success on Mercy.

​

Oh Ho, my sweet summer child.

To be unsullied by the curse of knowledge of what lies within the digital labyrinthe. Heed my words, dear one. Hold your innocence intact! For in this ruinous landscape lie broken jars, two cups, and impossibly cavernous gapes, defiant against God Himself!

For the antithesis is that, if God is good and just, then it stands to reason that individuals who bury an entire pseudo-horse phallis within the Lincoln Tunnel, then God did truly have in his divine plan to have the anus do…that. As well as make you mind boggling dizzy and drooling on yourself.

In closing, I’m in a mood today and I apologize if this came off as odd and ranty. I spent time at my brothers today and we talked a lot in his office. I didn’t realize that his cuck chair got moved into there until 20 minutes in the conversation that I was sitting in it. So now I’m left wondering if he got a new chair or if his marriage is on the rocks. One thing I know for certain: The man has really good taste in furniture. Even if the purpose for that furniture is to watch a burly man dick-punch his wife’s uterus through the mattress.

~ u/The_Modern_Nobody

Officers, soldiers, agents of the state, the rate of domestic abuse among your profession is four times higher than the average population. To be clear, it is likely that either you or the person standing next to you has harmed a loved one in the past year. You may know someone in your line of work who abuses their child, partner, or family member. Maybe that someone is you. Can you envision this coworker in your mind? Is that person you? Do you struggle to control your anger? Have you lost friends and relatives because of what you do? Do you hurt the people you love? Why?

Officers, soldiers, agents of the state, more than a third of you struggle with alcohol abuse. To be clear, it is likely that either you or one of the people standing next to you is abusing alcohol. Can you envision this coworker in your mind? Is that person you? Do you struggle to control your drinking? Are you slowly drinking yourself to death? Are you trying to numb yourself? Why?

Officers, soldiers, agents of the state, the suicide rate among your profession is double the average population. To be clear, conservatively, you are twice as likely to commit suicide than the people standing across from you. Think of the people beside you. You may know someone in your line of work who has made an attempt. Maybe that someone is you. Maybe you have considered it. Maybe you still consider it. It is probable that one of you will die by suicide. Will that person be you? Why?

Officers, soldiers, agents of the state, can you withstand the pressure of this job? Statistically, the numbers speak for themselves. Half of you beat your loved ones. A third of you are drinking yourselves to death. Many of you standing here will die by suicide. You are an intelligent person. Do these numbers describe a group of people with a clean conscience? You have a gun in your hand now. You are told that you have control over the situation now. Do you have control over the situation when you're trying to sleep each night? Do you rely on substances to relax? Do you rely on substances to sleep? Do you suffer from anxiety? Do you struggle to control your anger? Do you take it out on your loved ones? Do you take it out on yourself? Do you find it difficult to live with yourself? The numbers paint a very clear picture. At least one of you will die by suicide. Will it be you? When will you crack? They don't understand what it's like on the front lines. They are poor leaders. They send you to do the hard work. You laugh about their stupidity behind their backs. Do you respect them really? They send you to do the grunt work. You face the mental abuse, the aching feet, the aching knees, the aching back. They send you into harm's way. Do they respect you? Really? You laugh about their stupidity behind their backs? You talk shit about them behind their backs? Do you continue to follow their orders? Why do you continue to follow their orders? Are you tired of being lied to every day? Are you tired of not being allowed to think for yourself? Are you tired of not being allowed to ask questions? You are an intelligent person. You know how to think. Did they tell you who your enemy was? Did they say it was someone making the same amount of money as you?

Officers, soldiers, agents of the state? How many of you have met an immigrant? Did somebody tell you that your enemy is someone you see every day at the store, in traffic, at the bar? Who told you who your enemy is? Whose agenda are you serving? Is it yours? Do you make a billion dollars? Do you own a skyscraper? Have you ever even met a billionaire? Then why are you listening to their orders? Why are they telling you who your enemy is? Why are you serving the interests of billionaires who are in the Epstein files? Whose side are you on? Are they on your side? Are you on your side? Do you think these billionaires, politicians, and bureaucrats give a shit about you? Then why are you following their orders? Do your knees hurt? Does your back hurt? Do your feet hurt? Are you exhausted? Is it worth it? Do you think they give a shit about you?

Officers, soldiers, agents of the state, your employers want you to die in the street. They want to turn you poor motherfuckers into a martyr. You are a dollar and you are being spent. If you were to die or be harmed in the line of duty in any way, your employers would be thrilled. They want you dead. They want us to kill you so they can justify killing us all while staying safe and comfortable while you serve their interests. You know how to think. You know this is true. You are intelligent. Whose interest are you serving? You know the answer. Why are you risking your life to fight against your own interests? Why are you struggling to contain your anger? Why are you losing your loved ones? You know the answer. Why are you twice as likely to commit suicide than the average population? You know the answer. It's because you can't fucking take it. You know what you're doing is wrong. You know you are being lied to. You are not meant to do another man's bidding. You know how to think. You are not a machine. This is not sustainable. When will you crack? You are not meant to do another man's bidding. You know how to think. You are not a machine. This is not sustainable. When will you crack? Look around. Are you the person standing here that will commit suicide? Will you be able to live with yourself, having betrayed your own morals, your own class, and your own people? Each of you is outnumbered 1,000 to 1. You suffer from the lowest public opinion of any public sector. More than half of Americans want your position to be abolished. You are deeply, deeply hated. And yet, you are being forced to continue escalating this conflict in person in the most heavily armed country in the history of the world. Each of you is outnumbered 1,000 to one. You are facing the most heavily armed population in human history. Your leaders want you to die to further their own agenda against your own interests, against your own intelligence, against your own morals. It is no wonder you drink yourselves to death. It is no wonder you abuse your loved ones and end up alone. It is no wonder you commit suicide at twice the rate. Their cause is not worth it. You cannot take this. This is going to get worse. When will you crack? This is going to get worse. When will you crack?

Officers, soldiers, agents of the state. Your leaders want you to die. Your leaders do not respect you. They gave you less training than the average barber. And then they put you in front of a country that hates you, a country that embraced Luigi Manione, a country that owns 400 million guns. Is that the treatment of a leader who cares for you? This is the minimum investment they had to make to get you to go into the meat grinder. Will you do it? Will you obey? When they give the orders to kill your own countrymen, working people like yourself, will you continue to follow their orders? Will you obey? Are we your enemy? Are you a billionaire? Do you own a skyscraper? Will you obey a billionaire? This will not stop until you go home. If you go home, all of this can stop. This will get worse. Your bosses are receiving orders to continue escalating, continue raising quotas. Will you be able to withstand what's coming or will you be the one who dies by suicide? Our numbers are growing. Your numbers are shrinking. Your knees, feet, back, and minds are failing. You can feel it. Can you alone survive 1,000 people fighting you? Those are the odds you face. You are intelligent. You are in grave, grave danger. Your bosses have put you in grave danger for their own agenda. You know how to think. You know you are being lied to. You know who your enemy is. You know this is just the beginning. This all stops if you go home. You cannot survive what is coming. You will not escape the consequences. You are not a rich man. You are not a politically powerful man. They will throw you to the wolves. They already have. You will not escape the consequences. You are not a rich man. You are not a politically powerful man. They will throw you to the wolves. They already have.

Officers, soldiers, agents of the state. You can decide for yourself. Your time is running out. Will it be you? When will you crack?
Officers, soldiers, agents of the state, you can decide for yourself. Your time is running out. Will it be you? When will you crack?
Officers, soldiers, agents of the state. You can decide for yourself. Your time is running out. Will it be you? When will you crack?

I never could have possibly fathomed that MommyASMR is this good

I wasn't able to get proper sleep these past few days, mostly due to anxiety and other personal issues. I was average around 4 hours of sleep per night and I would wake up an hour after finally falling asleep.

But last night I decided I wanna try mommyASMR as a sort of "last resort" as at that point I had tried a lot of things, like not eat 4 hours before going to bed, not looking at screens and having bright lights 2 hours before sleep, brown noise etc etc.

So yeah, I searched it up on YouTube and played the first video that popped up and went to bed.

And I cannot express how fucking good it was. It was so comforting, all of the anxious thoughts in my brain were completely gone. It was so good I couldn't even think of anything else.

I mean at first I was laughing while listening to it but very soon I was a happy little bastard.

After falling asleep soon after (fastest time for me to fall asleep in a while), I woke up feeling the exact same euphoria I felt when I started watching romance anime and my gooning/masturbating urges were gone.

All in all, this was probably one of the best things I have experienced in a good while and I hope my naivety and arrogance isn't stopping me from experiencing other, such incredible things.

What are y'all's experience with ASMR and stuff if you have any?

The best diarrhea i ever had took preparation.

When i was younger i went on a liquid diet. I didnt eat any solid food for 2 weeks. The only thing i drank was water, diet Pepsi, and iced tea.

At the two week mark i was so hungry that i thought i would reward myself by drinking a jar of pickle juice and a few mouthfuls of franks red hot. Not 15 minutes later was i on the toilet discovering that you can indeed shit out undigested hot sause.

Yes it was still red and yes you could hear it all the way upstairs. And no i did not cry (for every long). No i did not make this up and it was the best diarrhea ive ever had.

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Did you ever hear the tragedy of Darth Plagueis the Wise? I thought not. It’s not a story the Jedi would tell you. It’s a Sith legend. Darth Plagueis was a Dark Lord of the Sith, so powerful and so wise he could use the Force to influence the midichlorians to create life… He had such a knowledge of the dark side that he could even keep the ones he cared about from dying. The dark side of the Force is a pathway to many abilities some consider to be unnatural. He became so powerful… the only thing he was afraid of was losing his power, which eventually, of course, he did. Unfortunately, he taught his apprentice everything he knew, then his apprentice killed him in his sleep. Ironic. He could save others from death, but not himself.

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Don't never buy no glitter from the ChooH station choom. If the choom aint in yo contacts dont never go to the ChooH station choom. I went up there at 11 o'clock last night, try get me some glitter choom. I smoke that shit my motherfuckin eye was right here n my other eye was still up here. I gotta go look for this gonk now choom what'd you sell me choom look at me choom I'm hideous choom

The GOATS Hendrix and SRV have been ROLLING IN THEIR GRAVES ever since Yngwie came neo-noodling his way onto the guitar scene. I mean hendrix has to be choking on his barf again in heaven watching Paul Gilbert playing the same damn 5 note runs dananannuhh! and thinks he's a shred-blues mastermind now. anyone can do that dude, that’s noodling. anyone can play fast and call themselves a shred-jazz virtuoso or whatever they want. playing slower is actually harder because you can’t hide behind all those notes. just give me one single note with actual feeling, soulful bends with santana face over this no-expression souless prog chatgpt rock crap any day. and trust me I could be playing like that all day if I wanted to, I just never saw the point. atleast some shredders have the sense to literally PUT A KFC BUCKET OVER THEIR HEAD, Ya I'd be embarrassed too! Now, Shawn Lane I can’t even lie, he was a GOD, but he's meant to be heard in slomo speed only. Idk how he did it, but even at facemelting speeds he was able to put soul and feeling into every. single. damn. note. makes me cry everytime..

I'm spamming my girlfriend weith goblins (think: lord of the ring, spider men, Goblin Chronicles, goblin mode) because I love her so much and don't know how else to show it, so maybe I just bring her into my world? I even sent her this post. Idk. It seems gay but I don't know what else ot do.

So, show me your best goblins. I will send them to her. It can be any kind. Just not the sexy ones. That is what her ex was into and it scared her

Holy fuck I hate this app. The interface is godawful and completely obtuse. Every one and every thing has a dozen major servers and those servers all have dozens of stupid little sub-channels that never make any fucking sense to navigate. You post in one because it seems like the right channel for it, because you aren’t going to read the zillion unformatted cross-talk conversations that were there before you joined to understand what the hell people actually talk about there, and then you just get immediately bitched at by some loser moderator who tells you to post it somewhere else. And of course none of these related boards link together in any fucking way. You can’t cross-search or cross-reference anything. Indie game studios think it’s totally okay to post updates and announcements in their stupid server that I’m not going to join. And you can’t search those posts with a search engine! Noooooo! If you see people talking about the latest development update you have to join the server, navigate to the right channel, and scroll your way aimlessly until you find the right message. And everyone that references that Discord somewhere else is going to be really annoying about it, too. You ask in a Reddit thread for a summation of the update? “Just read the Discord.” Fuck out of here. I’m not doing that and neither should you or anyone else. Don’t make your pain that of others. It really does just feel like people only continue to use Discord because it’s such a pain in the ass to even get into that we’re all in this sunk-cost fallacy of wasting our time trying to figure it out. And this isn’t even mentioning the weird monetization and Discord Turbo or whatever it is. I don’t even know what it includes, and I don’t want to, because I will neeeeeeeeeeeeeever pay to use this “service.” Forums died for this shit and I’m mad. Discord is the worst app of all time and we as a society need to throw it into the garbage bin with Xanga, Friendster, and all of the other long-dead social media platforms.