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Story Time!
Topic Started: Jul 13 2015, 01:08 AM (583 Views)
I AM ATLUS

I bet his dong size doesn't even qualify him to make that joke

fucking dirty tramp
Edited by I AM ATLUS, Jul 14 2015, 07:21 AM.
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damn u guys would suck as village shamans

spill the beans guys
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Yeah, this thread is lacking some good tales, brah.
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I have a story.



A long time ago when I was 14, I had two really good friends in school. They were both female but I was okay with it, since I never really had close friends before. We just clicked together and despite me being awkward as fuck still we were a good trio of friends. We didn't hang out too much outside of class, but we had a solid friendship.

There was a girl that I liked in our social crowd. I think she liked me and did flirt with me but like I said I was awkward as fuck and just bailed all the time. Eventually though that moment passed and I didn't do anything about it. I still liked her though, despite not knowing her at all.

I think like a year later we were still friends, kinda. I never did anything outside of school, like never met up with them or anything. Well I went to a small party I think, but that was it. I started to drift away from everyone, locking up every feeling I had. I did try and vent to some people but they just said "you should see a doctor" or didn't try to help. No one really seemed to care.

Then one afternoon on MSN the girl I liked told me that everyone found me annoying, which was most likely true. Back then I used to just post song lyrics to people, and since that pissed me off I quoted a line that was "I hope you choke", which was a really bad thing to do. It's no surprise that I literally had no friends the next day at school.

Eventually apologies were accepted and everyone moved on, but that fucked up everything for me. I picked things up in my last two years, but never really felt at home with that social group ever again. My already bad social skills just got even worse with two years of keeping to myself. I talked to people at school but never connected with anyone ever again.



So that's a part of my depressing life. Stay tuned this time tomorrow for another story about how shit my social skills are.
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I appreciate how raw that story was, Brett
Nobody's a Casanova here, so pretty much everyone can relate to that kind of angst.
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i went through a phase where i would like talk to myself in my head and make up so many tragic stories haha. i would like purposely take the long way home and like take long walks at night when it was snowing and like refuse to take rides from my friends, etc. i'd like put on some really weird old sad songs and just make up stupid story lines like "oh! this is the part where some weird dudes pull up and just kidnap you and for some reason they drive past your parents but you know some kung fu and you kill them all" and like i'd say some very pretentious stuff to myself haha. it was never like really full sentences but like i could like see a cloud of words and feelings that you'd associate with a starving artist that lives hemingway. like i know people think aout this stuff all the time but like i would like literally obsess over it like wile taking a walk i'd come up with like so many different ways i could die like a hero or just plain pathetically and i'd love thinking about people's reactions and this shit went on like minute after day after week etc yeah. i don't really like thinking aobut what i did because like i am FULL of shit like this. i'll probably think about what i did this year next year and like die wondering why i did such retarded things. also i first joined marriland to scam people out of their shiny pokemons LOL

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Because I can't write for shit except in English class I'll make this short
Idk if this qualifies as cute or what

This was in the fifth grade. I told my crush that I liked him (because friends encouraged me) and somehow things didn't get really weird. We both liked drawing, and the same book series so we would call each other by our favourite characters' names. He invited me to his birthday party and I was one of two girls there (my friend; he also had a crush on her at that point I think). On valentines day he ever so stealthily slipped an extra chocolate under my chair ('cause yknow in elementary school everyone gives everyone a little store-bought card or something).
We parted ways when I went to a different middle school, but that note he left in my birthday card at the end of the year in grade six still makes me smile.

I still don't know if I should add him on fb or what
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I'd try and talk to him again just for the sentimentality. My philosophy with that kind of thing is if you're not gonna see a person or something like that you got nothing to lose. But maybe it would be weird talking to someone that was an elementary crush lol.
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she2
Jul 26 2015, 01:11 PM
i first joined marriland to scam people out of their shiny pokemons LOL

I fucking knew it. Reported.






Did you get anything good?
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Jul 26 2015, 01:11 PM
i went through a phase where i would like talk to myself in my head and make up so many tragic stories haha. i would like purposely take the long way home and like take long walks at night when it was snowing and like refuse to take rides from my friends, etc. i'd like put on some really weird old sad songs and just make up stupid story lines like "oh! this is the part where some weird dudes pull up and just kidnap you and for some reason they drive past your parents but you know some kung fu and you kill them all" and like i'd say some very pretentious stuff to myself haha. it was never like really full sentences but like i could like see a cloud of words and feelings that you'd associate with a starving artist that lives hemingway. like i know people think aout this stuff all the time but like i would like literally obsess over it like wile taking a walk i'd come up with like so many different ways i could die like a hero or just plain pathetically and i'd love thinking about people's reactions and this shit went on like minute after day after week etc yeah. i don't really like thinking aobut what i did because like i am FULL of shit like this. i'll probably think about what i did this year next year and like die wondering why i did such retarded things.
I do every single one of those things. Like... to the letter... and how I would describe it.
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