existentiallylostdumbell

Currently I am unemployed, but that doesn't mean I'm free, far from it, I need to get a job. However, my dream when I was little was to get rich and retire, that's what I said when they asked me what I wanted to do job-wise in elementary school. If I never had to work I would: Travel the world, make myself read alot of philosophical texts maybe get a degree in it, do martial arts every day not just boxing a couple times a week, take up yoga, get really good at guitar(I've been practicing non-committedly) and get an instructor. Maybe try my hand at writing a book, I generally don't write because I'm not particularly passionate about it, however, I have the feeling I want to share something with the world in book form, only I have nothing to share. If I do some day write something, I want it to be meaningful and compelling. I've lost my taste for fiction novels unfortunately, however I will read a book if I think it has something important in it. Try Iowaska and LSD. Meditate and stay in a temple full of Buddhist monks (I'm an atheist) for a time. Learn to sail, sail many places, and get drunk on beaches there, with rum, like a pirate. Yeah, I'm pretty Niave, but it's not like I expect any of these things obviously, but dreams aren't supposed to be realistic, that's why they're dreams. Anyhow, back to reality, I need a job, and no, unfortunately, I'm not passionate about my chosen field, who is? World runs on money, I should have chosen business, I could've defrauded some multi-national corporations and be drinking on a beach somewhere. What are you afraid of?

Umm, Yeah, there's nothing I can really say or do that will help you, so here's a picture of a sailboat I love sailboats, one of my more childish dreams is to sail around the world, even though I don't own and have never been on a sailboat. My other really childish dream is to save up a bunch of money, buy a motorcycle, and ride around the world. Will I ever do those things, unlikely, though I don't plan on getting married or having kids, so who knows. Best of luck, in whatever difficulties you're having, boats are nice.

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On here? I just fling shit out and hope it works. In the real world, nah, I actually rarely tell jokes, I have a pretty straight face most of the time. I'm serious unless joking is called for. What's your favorite brand of beer?

New story idea, Sir.motherfucker of the little town shits-creek went out for an evening stroll to the local pub bastard-maker to buy himself a beer. The barkeep there, Mr.Fuckwad, was a good friend of his, indeed the two of them had spent many a night discussing the origins, dimensions and fabled properties of his wife's ass, or more to the point, her inherited name, Mrs.Ass. He spotted, Mrs.Soulless-Bitch on the other end of the street and waved towards her amicably as he could manage, truly she was an unpleasant person. Sir.Motherfucker hadn't noticed it at first, but he soon came to realize this fact when she began to gossip and badmouth Mr.Fuckwad, even going so far as to call him a "thick dirty wad of a man". Still, he did his best to get along with the citizens of shits-creek, and making her his enemy would do no-one any good. He silently wondered if it had anything to do with her relationship to her parents, Mrs.Rotting-Bitch the third and Mr.Alchoholic-piece-of-shit.

"Man is condemned to be free" -Jean Paul Sartre

Yes but those were epic power boners, fully veined and throbbing, when I saw Super Saiyan one before the fight with Frieza I had chills

Holy shit, I just realized the fucking censors aren't active anymore, DBZ and Inuyasha were my gateways to anime, I used to watch them on my dad's girlfriends tv sometimes, then I streamed the entirety of DBZ on a website before moving on to bigger and better things such as one piece. Motherfucker, I was wrong, only ass is uncensored, evidently combinations of swear words too, shitfuck

On a side note or the main one, I watched the entirety of Zatch Bell when I was 16

I did not intend to be homophobic with my previous post, I will concede that it is possible that what I wrote could have been offensive, and I am sorry for that. I appreciate everyone offering their perspectives on the situation and I would like it if things could resolve themselves civilly and peacefully. I mean seriously, give me a break, being level headed is such a pain in the ass, can I go back to being a perverted dumbass now? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5DmYLrxR0Y8 Origato Minna

This was incredibly hard to do, got vain last saturday[spoiler=gif]

Binge on junk food, candy and meat all day, find myself a lady of the night, call my friend I haven't talked to in three years, get drunk, phone up a guy from college and attempt to buy pot off him, if not just break into the pot shop downtown and steal some ( not legal yet in Canada, soon, medical only I think). Or phone a guy I cut out of my life and attempt to get some from him, then run away, cuz he's a sociopath. Steal a motorcycle and ride around. Kick my old grade 8 French teacher in the nuts if I could find him, actually see if I could find some blow and LSD too since I only have 24 hours. Strip naked and sing "Roxanne" in the street. You ever see that guy who just looks like he needs the arrogance punched off his face, I'd break his jaw, probably, I have strong hooks. Hit on a married woman that looks receptive, cuz why the hell not? Eat beef tartar. Go skydiving. Drink. Give my guitar to someone I think deserves it, donate my clothes and books to charity, write whatever minuscule piece of wisdom my life has proffered me down and share it on the internet. Cry. Find another lady of the night and tell her every last detail about my life and pay her 50$ to hold me or whatever ( another however much for the full treatment after) then write it down and post it online. Get a massage and my back shaved. Smoke, die surrounded by drugs, junk food and women of the night naked with aviator sunglasses, a cigar in my mouth and a book on Existentialism by Sartre on my knee. How would you try to stay sane and keep your mind active in a solitary confinement cell for 2 years?

Waaaa, I've been waiting a long time for Eren x Mikasa. Does that happen in the manga?

Condom?

May I have your attention please? May I have your attention please? Will the real Moe please stand up? I repeat will the real Moe please stand up? We're going to have a problem here Y'all act like you never seen a white person before Jaws all on the floor like Pam and Tommy just burst in the door Started whoopin' her ass worse than before, they first get divorced Throwing her over furniture It's the return of the "Oh wait, no way, your kidding, He didn't just say what I think he did, did he?" And Dr Dre said Nothing you idiots Dr Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement (ha ha) Feminist women love Moe, chicka chicka chicka Moe I'm sick of him Look at him, walking around grabbing his you know what Flippin' the you know who "yeah, but he's so cute though" Yea I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose But no worse than what's going on in your parent's bedrooms Sometimes I want to get on TV and just let loose, but can't, But it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose My bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips And if I'm lucky you might just give it a little kiss And that's the message that we deliver to little kids And expect them not to know what a women's clitoris is. Of course they gonna know what intercourse is, by the time they hit 4th grade, They got the discovery channel don't they? We ain't nothing but mammals, Well some of us cannibals, who cut other people open like cantaloupes. But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes Then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope But if you feel like I feel I got the antidote. Women wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus and it goes I'm Moe, yes I'm the real Moe All you other Moes are just imitating So won't the real Moe, please stand up, Please stand up, Please stand up 'Cause I'm Moe, yes I'm the real Moe All you other Moes are just imitating So won't the real Moe, please stand up, Please stand up, Please stand up Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records Well I do, so fuck him and fuck you too. You think I give a damn about a Grammy? Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let alone stand me. "But Moe what if you win wouldn't it be weird?" Why? So you guys can just lie to get me here? So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears. Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst And hear 'em argue over who she gave head to first. Little bitch put me on blast on M-T-V "Yeah he's cute but I think he's married to Kim, he he" I should download her audio on mp3 And show the whole world how you gave Moe V.D. I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups all you do is annoy me So I've been sent here to destroy you And there's a million of us just like me Who cuss like me, who just don't give a fuck like me, who dress like me Walk, talk and act like me, it just might be the next best thing, But not quite me 'Cause I'm Moe, yes I'm the real Moe All you other Moes are just imitating So won't the real Moe, please stand up, Please stand up, Please stand up 'Cause I'm Moe, yes I'm the real Moe All you other Moes are just imitating So won't the real Moe, please stand up, Please stand up, Please stand up I'm like a head trip to listen to 'Cause I'm only giving you, things you joke about with your friends Inside your living room The only difference is I got the balls to say it in front of y'all And I don't gotta be false or sugar coat it at all I just get on the mic and spit it, and whether you like to admit it (rip) I just shit it better than 90 percent of you rappers out there Then you wonder how can kids eat up these albums like Valiums, it's funny 'Cause at the rate I'm going when I'm thirty I'll be the only person in the nursing home flirting. Pinching nurses asses when I'm jackin' off with Jergens And I'm jerking, but this whole bag of Viagra isn't working And every single person is a Moe lurkin' he could be workin' at Burger King Spitten on your onion rings Or in the parking lot circling, Screaming I don't give a fuck with his windows down and system up So will the real Moe, please stand up And put one of those fingers on each hand up And to be proud to be outta your mind and outta control And one more time, loud as you can, how does it go? I'm Moe, yes I'm the real Moe All you other Moes are just imitating So won't the real Moe, please stand up, Please stand up, Please stand up 'Cause I'm Moe, yes I'm the real Moe All you other Moes are just imitating So won't the real Moe, please stand up, Please stand up, Please stand up 'Cause I'm Moe, yes I'm the real Moe All you other Moes are just imitating So won't the real Moe, please stand up, Please stand up, Please stand up 'Cause I'm Moe, yes I'm the real Moe All you other Moes are just imitating So won't the real Moe, please stand up, Please stand up, Please stand up Haha, I guess there's a Moe in all of us, Fuck it, Let's all stand up

yep, I catch pretty girls looking at me and then sit there and stare at the callouses on my hands, story of my life

how long have you had a beard fetish?

do you ever worry about acrylamide, like on hot days or in sauna's?

Boku No Pico-Horror or my own made up word, soulrotting

I survived, Halleluiah

Who the fuck is moe?

I I'm not an outgoing guy or anything, but, https://www.verywell.com/practice-social-anxiety-disorder-exposure-therapy-3024845, also I recommend a book called "the brain that changes itself", also meditation might help, and exercise