No shit.
No shit.
Nothing fairy tail about it. I had a record and was on years of probation because I did a lot more damage than I thought I did. It was actually a very painful part of my life that had nothing to do with my weight and everything to do with an abusive family on top of dealing with bullies. People who fat shame would find something else to shame people for if no one was overweight. They’re just little bullies who want to justify being shitty people. I took one out, but nearly became one in return.
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I beat my primary fat shamer so badly I caused a TBI. Spent a week in jail and some time out of school. Upon my return, no one had a negative thing to say about me, let alone my weight. Since I was no longer stressed worrying about bullies, I started doing more activities, making friends, etc. lost a bunch of weight. No diet change.
Beat the fuck out of bullies.
Grifters grifting grifters in a death spiral of enormous scale.
Are people still into arguing about what this dead 80s superstar did? I don’t know. I think it’s kinda baity.
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I once had a Christmas day post blow up and become top of the day from a stupid pic I uploaded. I wonder if some of those comments or a weird version of that pic will pop up. Anyone that had similar things happen should keep their eye out. Anything that blew up probably gets a bit more weight.
Oh God, cumbox! All of cumbox is in there. I wonder what kind of unrelated search could summon up that bit of fuzzy fun?
Oh? What do you perceive as the correct use of our voice in this specific instance?
From what I understand he’s damn sure ignorant, but never blissful. Like I said, a stupid hick.
No, my thoughts come from a person who has no power to deliver proper punishment. From what I’ve read, it seems he’s viewed as a petulant, perpetually angry prick. People like that are never happy, even when they get what they want, they just look for something else to hate. He’s too uneducated and self centered to ever have proper introspection and growth. He’s fucking stuck like that. Barring actual justice, at least he’s trapped in that small mind.
Infamous stupid hick says hateful, willfully ignorant rage bait. Middle school was too much for this fucking mental invalid. He may never see prison for what he’s done, but he’s trapped in that idiot mind and will never know greater awareness, just like he deserves.
Finally beat Peaks of yore. Or rather, I saw credits. I still have three mountains to climb, the last of which I’ll probably never bother with.
For those curious, peaks of yore is a mountain climbing game taking place in the late 1800s. It’s not a frustration machine like getting over it, but it is challenging and occasionally unforgiving. You play in first person and you spend a lot of time looking up at your hands, but it really works and gameplay feels tight. If you fall, it was your fault.
At the start you have beginner peaks. Small hills more or less. Then you take on bouldering, and eventually the advanced peaks which take longer and are much more difficult. Beat enough and you get a ticket north to face a several mile high peak that takes hours to summit. You don’t need to summit everything to see credits.
If any of you are up for something of a unique game that can make you feel like a climbing god on an advanced peak summit, give peaks of yore a shot.
Why wouldn’t they? They are, after all, the craven whores who thirst for corporate donor cock.
Minishoot adventures. It’s a Zelda inspired shmup that really impressed me. It looks a bit simple, and feels familiar, which is normally a downside but is executed well here. I ended up getting all the achievements which is something I never really care to do.
Once planet Vaporeon gets the invite, it’s all over for us.
I would have been that boyfriend. I always saw women like the right as more attractive and sexual than women like the left. It would infuriate a couple of my friends because I was a pretty boy who had the attention of women they found more appropriate, but I could never get them to understand that those women were like background extras to me in dating terms. It’s not even something I willfully do, it just feels natural and correct to want a bbw vixen.
I feel exactly the same about the billionaires.
Do you need me to be ? I’m not. I just didn’t like seeing a bully try to justify bullying as a good thing, so I told my story.
If you want to know the real truth of how I feel, it nothing. I once felt pride when it was fresh. It felt like beating a monster. Then I felt growing fear and shame when the full scope of what I had done became apparent. I spent a good chunk of time feeling regret. After a while, life moved on and I stopped feeling anything about it aside from shadows of emotion when I think about it.
Why? This happened almost 30 years ago.