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Shbobdb posted:Isn't Pick a homo? she's bisexual and is not a homophobe or transphobe free pick
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Apprentice Dick posted:Do you not know the guy who slept under a truck instead in a tent with her lore? a truck is just a really solid tent and thus alot safer
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TheDeadlyShoe posted:I want to thank everyone in this thread, and on reddit. The truely mind boggling wastes of oxygen on display every day truely do make me feel better about myself. It's just become more and more difficult to whine depressedly. God bless! I am going through kind of a bad breakup and in my lowest moments I can't imagine acting like some of the morons in r/relationships. It truly does make you feel better about yourself.
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CJacobs posted:As soon as you saw "we live in Alabama" you should have known the sorry truth. Speaking of poor white trash, I'm looking for the post that was the guy bemoaning the loss of factory jobs in his town and his working for barely minimum wage and how he's so proud he doesn't take a dime from the govt for welfare and don't you know his ancestors use to be rich but lost everything and were run out of the south because the were plantation slave owners
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overseer07 posted:WHAT Sometimes you eat the rear end; other times, well...
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Apprentice Dick posted:Do you not know the guy who slept under a truck instead in a tent with her lore? No. I only know about her holding wheelchair guy captive and stabbing her head, but I only know that from the old MS paint thread.
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cumshitter posted:Why does lawyer mom even bother pretending to have a contract when one party can amend it at any time and for any reason? When I was in college, I watched a ton of people try roomate contacts and have them fall apart. They're the stupidest loving thing. What really makes me laugh, though, is the buried part where the roommate is paying for herself but the parents are paying for contract girl. Also, I'm outstandingly suspcious of anyone who says "I'll pay the rent, just pay me back" unless we're super close friends. overseer07 posted:WHAT The only post I could find is a bad screencap, but it's a classic. TL;DR is basically dude invites his entire family two generations in each direction to his house and shows them his collection of butt vore, including images he commisioned of each person anal voring him.  It's very much one of those "Fetish people trying to pretend their fetishes are the same level as LGBTQ+" kinda things.
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As Sherlock has his Moriarty I have found the pure concentrated essence of anti-Pete. Also presumably the pope and an antipope are dating because there is some mutual excommunication too. Also, I would warn that as the sainted Pete is succinct and direct the anti-Pete thinks he is John Galt. Me [33M] and my ex [26F] have violently excommunicated each other days before rekindling and I'm crushed. Was it the right choice? Was I a victim in an abusive relationship? HELP! Hey, everyone. This is only my second time posting on here and I do so because I'm hoping I can find at least some form of release or closure to what was an incredibly tumultuous relationship. I guess I'll start at the very beginning. And I'm going to try and be as unbiased as possible, listing incidents of my own failings as well as my ex's. This is going to be very long. I met my now ex-girlfriend, who we'll call Jennifer (and who might be reading this right now), nearly 2.5 years ago. When we met it was just supposed to be a hookup on craigslist. The first night we had together was, to be frank, illuminating. Even though it started as just a random sex, the way in which we connected during that night felt so right and so incredible that I really do believe it was true love. We continued to see each other for sex but I took her out to dinner, we hung out and talked, and eventually after a couple of weeks I asked her to be my girlfriend, which she joyously and enthusiastically accepted. Jennifer was pretty much my dream girl: sexy, funny, smart, incredibly sweet and thoughtful, and with a ridiculously high sex-drive. And on top of that our interests, opinions, and humor were all very much on the same page. We very quickly began calling each other "our person" because we felt that we were literally made for each other. However, around this time behavior started cropping up that made me suspicious of her. She had continually referred to how much better a person I was than her ex-boyfriend. When I visited her place for the first time, there was a note on her fridge about how great Jennifer was and it was "Love, Carlos". At this point in time, I didn't know the person we'll call Carlos was her ex-boyfriend. I learned his name when he called her phone at one point, it popped up on her screen, and she said, "Ugh, it's my ex." I started noticing Jennifer would take her phone with her every time she went to the bathroom and, in addition to this, at one point I had given her flowers that she placed on her kitchen table. On a subsequent visit, they had vanished and when I asked where they were, her response was, "Oh, I was cleaning and I put them in the closet," after which she proceeded to retrieve them. All of these things made me suspicious and culminated in my checking her phone one night and finding text messages to Carlos calling him things like "handsome boyfriend", which were pet names she also used on me. I confronted her on it, admitting that I felt guilty about looking at her phone without permission, and she admitted that she had been cheating on Carlos with me and expected me to dump her right then and there, going on to say what a horrible person she was. I told her she wasn't horrible and that she needed to break up with him. What followed was her supposedly breaking up with him, his attempts to spend time with her, and events that I found incredibly suspicious to the point of checking on her phone for evidence again or experiencing anxiety-riddled panic attacks (my fear of losing Jennifer was immense). Here are some examples: - After spending lots of time at Jennifer's place and spending the night, I had taken to keeping toiletries there and had created lots of artwork for her, which she displayed on her frontmost sliding closet door. She also had a picture of me in a mail-receptacle in her kitchen. She had also allowed me to have a key to her place. On her birthday, a day that we were not planning to hang out due to her job and school schedule, I figured I'd surprise her by leaving her gifts on her kitchen table and then heading home. When I got to her place, though, my picture had been taken out of the receptacle and hidden behind it, my artwork relocated to the backmost sliding closet door with the frontmost door in front of them, and all of my toiletries hidden away. I freaked out and called her at work and she told me she'd come talk to me and said that she wanted her place to feel like "her place" again and was worried about how much of my stuff was around: she just needed a little breathing room. She scolded me for coming into her place without her permission and said she didn't want it to happen again because it felt like such a violation of privacy. We went to bed but I couldn't sleep and in checking her phone found a sent e-mail to Carlos saying that she couldn't hang out tonight, sent during the time in which she was walking home. She told me that she wasn't going to hang out with him anyway and that my chance being there had no bearing on it. - A show that Jennifer and I had planned to go to was also one of Carlos' favorite bands and we decided together that we would not go, despite having tickets. On the same night of the show, Jennifer told me she had a dinner with her professor and the other T.A.'s in her class, so we couldn't spend the night together anyway. After seeing that recently on her Spotify it had said she was listening to the same band, and already paranoid about her potentially going to the show with Carlos, I ended up frantically calling her during the time that would have been the dinner she was having, without getting any response. Eventually she called me back and scolded me saying that this wasn't acceptable behavior. When asking later if she had gone to the show, she said she hadn't. - At one point, after it had been established that contact with Carlos had ceased, were spending a morning together, and Jennifer said that she had to go home around lunch to work on homework. While shopping, I glanced over her shoulder to see that she was texting Carlos to let him know she'd be home in about an hour and a half. I confronted her with this, at which point she got completely silent and said she didn't want to talk about it, eventually breaking down and saying she'd been spending time with him again and she had felt like she cheated on me. Again, said she would just leave and I told her that I didn't want her to go. - Jennifer said one night that she was going to be studying and working on her computer and whenever she was working she would usually log on to Steam where we would just lightly chat back and forth. After a considerable amount of time after I thought she should be home and didn't show up on Steam, I had an anxiety attack and ended up driving to her place to see her pulling up in her car. She said that had just gone to pick up snacks from the market, which she did have in her car, and I apologized for freaking out and was scolded but she didn't mind that I spend the night. Suffice to say by this point I was incredibly paranoid about anything Jennifer was doing on her phone and the compulsion to check it or her calendar in her place where she wrote down dates, or anything else when she was not near it was high, as well as being incredibly anxious when we weren't together. For Christmas, Jennifer said she was going home out of state for the holidays and while driving me to my condo (and leaving for her hometown) her phone rang listing Carlos' number. I told her that I thought she blocked him and she said she didn't pick up his calls. This discussion was quickly ended as she left for the holidays, leaving me feeling very worried about the situation. Later on a phone call, she suggested that we take a break and we ended up not having heavy communication over the course of Christmas and the new year (due partially to her phone having problems). Later it was confirmed by Jennifer that she only spent Christmas at home and was back at her place during New Year's but did not tell me. On her return we were very happy to see each other again and culminated it with lots of sex. Things were smooth for several weeks until Jennifer became pregnant. Leading up to Christmas, she had grown frustrated with her recurring skin problems and believe they were caused by her birth control. She resolved to switch and during the interim she enjoyed "dangerous sex" with me, which I protested a few times due to fear of pregnancy. According to the our calculations, conception would've been on the night she and I had reunited. During this time Jennifer asked me to indulge her in the fantasy of us having a child/ both of us felt strongly that we would be good parents and did like the idea of having children one day (in fact, Jennifer was the only woman I've dated who I could look at and think, "I'd like to have children with you). My reaction to this was mostly worried and fearful and was uncertain as to whether we would be keeping it or not. Any time Jennifer would get excited over baby things, I would become worried and what gradually happened was us not talking about it very much. There was a particularly tumultuous incident in which a friend of mine, who I confided in, had asked what pregnancy was like and when I asked Jennifer about it she became insulted and upset that someone would be asking something like that when we weren't keeping it. I was surprised because I was still uncertain if we were and I think that Jennifer knew we weren't keeping it but wanted to hold on to the fantasy for a little while. Meanwhile, I was unresponsive and not supportive, and left pretty much everything up to her. She did schedule to have an abortion and I asked if she wanted me to come with her, which she refused. She said her mother was coming out to go with her. Feeling left out of the situation, it did not hit me very hard and it didn't really register to me what Jennifer had no gone through. This caused intense sadness between us, coupled with her own sadness over the decision to abort. We came out of things starting to feel better and had planned a trip to her hometown to go to the zoo and a renaissance fair, just as a little "us" vacation, which we were going to take in late February (if I remember correctly). However, on Valentine's Day, which we were not going to spend the evening together (something that I actually do not remember agreeing upon but which Jennifer said we had), she left for class while I tidied up the bed and such. I looked at her calendar for March which listed a trip to Hawaii during spring break. This was odd to me because she hadn't mentioned such a trip but I wondered if maybe she was going with her father (they had gone to Italy together before so it didn't seem out of place). However, while tidying, I noticed a slip of paper sticking oddly out of boxes in her closet. I investigated it and it turned out to be a ticket to Hawaii, listing her name and Carlos'. I flew into a rage, packed up my clothes and all of my things and later over the phone angrily told Jennifer that I didn't deserve this sort of treatment, which she agreed. She swore that Carlos gave it to her as a Christmas gift and that she wasn't going to go. What followed was a soft breakup, in which she apologized profusely and said she was so sad because she knew she wasn't good enough to keep someone as amazing as me. In a letter that she wrote me later, she asked if we could still go on our zoo trip, even if it marked the end of our relationship. I agreed. The trip was tense as my mindset was not good but we tried to have a good time. Leading up to around the time the Hawaii trip would have been, Jennifer spent a lot of time going back to her hometown. One night, before leaving, we saw a concert together and, as always, I held her ID. I dropped her off at home and then headed home myself, knowing she would be leaving for the weekend but forgetting I had her driver's license. The weekend passed normally and on the returning Monday I tried multiple times to contact her but did not receive responses. Worried, I detoured to her place to find her car parked there, with a box of boots of some kind, an airplane pillow, and a scuba diving book in the backseat. I knocked on her door but found no answer, and repeatedly called her phone. Eventually she picked up, and I asked where she was, to which she replied that she was driving back to her place from her hometown. I mentioned that her car was at her place and she said she had a rental. I questioned how she rented a car without a driver's license and she said she had no idea: they just let her. I also mentioned the items in her car, which she got angry about and said we could talk about it later. That night a heated discussion about her going to Hawaii ensued, in which multiple times she insisted she was not going. Before entering her place, I checked her car again and the boot box had been rotated so that I could clearly read "dive boots". She said that she had moved the box to see if I would snoop in her car again, and said that kind of behavior wasn't acceptable. I asked for proof about her not going to Hawaii and why she had all these items and she claimed that she had picked them up because I had been playing scuba-diving games lately and that we might want to try scuba diving. Unconvinced, I asked to see her phone. She refused. I also asked when it was she was supposed to go to Hawaii and she said she didn't even remember: she had thrown her calendar away. Later, I found the calendar under her sofa. I pushed over and over again to see her phone and she refused over and over. I finally stated that I couldn't deal with this and that we couldn't continue. The next day she came over to my place and we broke up. In recounting it later, Jennifer states that I broke up with her, though my memory is a lot of her telling me that I'd be okay and find someone better than her. I spent more time crying than she did if I remember correctly. She then left. The next day she texted me saying her therapist was out of town and she missed me. I told her that right now it probably was better if we didn't talk. The week that her Hawaii trip would have been began and we didn't speak. I began posting on craiglist again and was surprised to get an e-mail in response to it from Jennifer, saying that she was sorry about everything and that I'd find an amazing person better than her and one day I'd forget about her and that it was for the best. I responded telling her how much I missed her (which I did) and decided to spend some time together. I went over to her place after work and found black sand in her tub, a boar's skull on her dresser, and a volcanic rock fragment in her kitchen. I asked why all these things were here and she said she had gone camping with her brother in Flagstaff over spring break. This turned into another push to see her phone, as she insisted she didn't go to Hawaii, even showing me her phone's call log to show that she had received calls from Hawaii from Carlos, reasoning why would she be getting calls from Hawaii if she was there? At one point, she held my face and looked into my eyes and told me, "Look at me. I did not go to Hawaii!" I still didn't believe her and she finally relented in letting me see her phone, at which point she hid under her bed covers. She had gone to Hawaii. She begged and pleaded with me not to leave while crying and I told her that I was leaving. She called me while I drove home and I said I didn't want to talk about it anymore because I was exhausted. We ended up agreeing we needed a break from each other so that she could improve herself. During that time I was somewhat actively searching for other girls and not getting very far with it. After about a month, Jennifer and I started talking again and very slowly began seeing each other more. Eventually, we fell back into our relationship and things seemed to finally be going smoothly. After this she started getting harassed more and more by Carlos but Jennifer was very open about it, having admitted she had an awful time with him, that I could look at her phone, e-mail, whatever, at any time I wanted. We dealt with his increasing persistence together (which included him logging into some of her things without permission). Eventually he seemed to stop and things went pretty well. Jennifer and I went to Las Vegas for a festival but around this time I started feeling more and more saddened by us, like something had been lost that I couldn't get back. I broke down and cried multiple times during the trip and was moody a lot of the time. We also ended up taking a trip to her parents' place in Canada, which was a delightful trip in all respects except for the same moodiness that seemed to start consuming me. It always came back to the Hawaii trip and that Jennifer had treated me in such a way and lied to me, which she apologized for profusely. I mostly remember being sad and moody during that time period and nothing unfortunate really happened between Jennifer and me. We began talking about living together, as well as seeing a couples' therapist. I was excited to think we would be living together but then after talking with my mother about it turned very worried. Jennifer stated that she couldn't deal with waffling like this for such a big thing and that I needed to be straight with her about it because moving in with me would mean losing her place entirely (I own, she rents). We decided to move in together and I thought it would help the moodiness and increasing sadness. Unfortunately, it didn't. Though living together was very much a breeze, barring some ridiculous arguments over my couch, we really got along very well in a small place together. We enjoyed each other's company so much that we never felt in each other's way. However, I would look at her and have an internal struggle, feeling like the love that I had for her had been diminished by the Hawaii incident. Therapy was not as much help for us as we had hoped, though this was due in part to me dominating the conversations with my moodiness. I would have meltdowns over what had happened (which Jennifer posted about on here, actually) and it would scare Jennifer that she was going to lose me and her new home. I became frigid and unaffectionate, especially when she got the flu after Christmas. After six months of living together, and without any real warning, I broke up with Jennifer during counselling, citing that I felt like I was trying to force something that wasn't there. Jennifer later said she felt like a pound puppy and feels like she's just getting passed over and not being loved. She very quickly moved out and went back to her hometown in early January 2019. The months that followed I felt somewhat relieved but saddened by everything as well. I ended up finding her reddit post here about my meltdowns and in her description of things, everything involving the Hawaii trip or her hiding things was left out, citing it only as "difficulty in handling her stalker ex". She mentioned that she felt gutted and gave up everything for me and I agree with her points about her doing all the cooking and cleaning and trying to be the best she could be for me while I was moody and unresponsive. It was around this time I started periodically checking her reddit posts, as a sort of check up to see how she was doing. I knew that she had a new boyfriend because a post about his comments on her body was made, which saddened me but I figured it was what it was. The checking of her posts continued until today. There was minimal transactional contact between Jennifer and I over unpaid bills and such that we were taking care of. Eventually she called me to talk about how things were going and said she was going to be out my way because she had to continue orthodontic work that started in my town. After not seeing her for several months, seeing her again sent a wave of emotions through me and I had a breakdown, crying, wishing I'd been stronger, wishing I had her back. She confessed to almost getting into bed with me (she slept on my couch) to comfort me but thought better of it because she "might molester me". When she went back to her hometown, I was a wreck, calling her and crying and wanting to try again. I resolved to go to therapy, which I had refused to do when we lived together, and wanted to be a better person for her. As the months and therapy went by, as well as starting a regular exercise regiment, I began to feel stronger. Jennifer and I would periodically talk on the phone but agreed that it be best if our contact was sparse. Eventually, several months ago, Jennifer said she'd be out again for more orthodontics and we could have dinner and she could spend the night, which I also wanted to use as an opportunity to tell her about the growth I'd made and the realizations about our relationship I'd had. It was a delightful time, with somewhat flirtatious behavior but nothing further than friendly shoves and raunchy jokes. When bedtime rolled around, I began to get the couch ready for her, to which she noted that she could always just sleep in my bed. This was unexpected and we agreed. No sex was initiated or even cuddling, though she said at one point during the night my arm was around her and when I woke up in the morning her arm was around me. The next day and night were basically the same, more heart-to-heart talking that included me asking if she wanted to try again. She said she did but she didn't know how it was possible right now and talked about not doing anything risqué because she would be leaving soon and didn't want it to be a "pump and dump" situation. When we went to bed we snuggled. The next morning I attempted to kiss her, which she softly rejected and I apologized. I asked what we were to do and she said she could look for places out here, even though I told her that she shouldn't uproot herself for me again. I had to go to work and she said she would leave the key under the mat and we hugged and I got teary-eyed over her leaving. When I came home my place smelled like her and it was incredibly difficult to take not having her there. Several weeks later we talked again and I asked if she was seeing anyone when she was out here last, given her behavior, and she said she hadn't been and wasn't now. We talked some more just about things in general and that was that for a little while. Two weeks ago Jennifer texted me asking if I could talk. I said I could and she confessed to missing me terribly, that it was so good to hear my voice, and that she would like to come visit me just to see me. I told her I missed her too and I would love for her to come visit for a weekend (which would've been this weekend). Leading up to this I was giddy and excited, thinking that we might actually be starting over and make things work this time. In eagerness I was looking at her reddit posts, which had felt like a way of being connected to her when we weren't talking, and it was mostly about her eating habits and exercise (which are all things that she has had trouble with), as well as complaints about certain things that she had talked to me about. This past Tuesday, I had just talked with her about what we could do while she was here and I got in bed, excited for Friday to come. I looked through some of her posts and found one that, at the time, was marked four days ago. It featured the text "My boyfriend spent the night with me and we had a snuggly morning  it delayed my day but was so worth it!" My stomach fell through the floor and my anxiety went through the roof. I called my therapist and we talked about how I would approach this and I simply said that either way the trip would probably be canceled. I handled it far better than I have ever handled things like this before. It was late at night, so when I texted Jennifer I just asked if we could talk in the morning.Wednesday morning I talked to Jennifer about it. When I mentioned that I had been looking at her reddit since we broke up and then mentioned the posts about her eating disorder she said, "Wait...what?" She went on to tell me that she hasn't posted to reddit since we broke up and was reviewing these posts (that go back as far as five months) saying that "I never posted these". I brought up the post that worried me the most and she said, "Well I didn't post these. Someone must have hacked into my reddit account." Of the aforementioned post about her boyfriend at of three months commenting on her body, she said, "He never said anything like that." All of the posts sound exactly like her, using the same sort of language as she does when she types, and all seemed to line up with her current goals. She mentioned that her best friend, Bruce (who she never has mentioned before), is the only person she tells things like this, and that when she moved back home she rejected him when he assumed they'd start dating. All of the posts are seeking advice and looking for motivation, and not a single one of them is slanderous or mean. Jennifer told me that she didn't like that I had been looking at her posts but she was glad I brought this to her attention and the she was going to give Bruce a talking to. She questioned why she finds all these weirdos online, to which I joked "Especially the one you met on cragislist," referring to myself to which she responded joyfully "You're the BEST weirdo!" All of this left me severely confused because I wanted to believe her but it didn't make sense that for five months someone would be posting under her username, without her noticing (she spends a lot of time on reddit), and also be essentially roleplaying as her looking for advice on her body and fitness and eating, all things she is working on. Every part of my logic brain told me that she's lied again about not being involved with someone but a part of my emotional brain was believing her. The following day, I talked with her again. Her manner was incredibly cold and emotionless. She said that she couldn't deal with a partner who would snoop on her and keep tabs on her in the way that I had. That it's very unhealthy behavior for me to have and that she would not be coming to visit me. She asked if I ever intended to tell her I was looking at her reddit posts which I told her I intended to let her know when we started dating again and seeing a therapist: this was an honest answer from me which she did not believe. She believed that I only would have told her any time something suspicious popped up. She said she had excommunicated Bruce, who "hemmed and hawed" over whether or not he had been posting as her. She also informed me this would be the last time we spoke, as she drew the line at someone snooping on her things. I attempted to let her know that she could tell me the truth and that it was okay but she maintained that she never posted the last five months' worth of posts. I told her I wanted to believe her but I just couldn't but if I could have proof of some kind it would help. She said that her word should be proof enough. I asked if I could say some things and she said I could, mostly me expressing sadness over everything that happened because I really was so excited to see her and to try again. She said she thought it was sad too but that's life. I told her I was going to miss her, to which she simply responded, "Yeah...well...I wish you all the best. Bye." The rest of the day was spent talking to friends and family about what had happened and dealing with the immense feeling of sadness over what had transpired. I questioned whether I was right in my assumption that she had lied about being with someone but still maintained that it just wasn't possible that she wasn't the one posting these things. After dinner, I checked the thread (r/loseit) where she had posted the comment that involved having a boyfriend and found two new posts from a different username, both in the style of her writing. I ended up writing a long message about how dare she and how sad it was that she would rather lie than tell the truth, and that her honesty could have saved us in the long run. I also told her that she was such a disappointment to me now and that I hoped she could get over her compulsion to lie. Then I went to bed. Sleeping was hard and around 7 AM this morning I received a text from Jennifer, informing me that she had posted those things as bait to see if I was still exhibiting the intrusive behavior and that my message to her confirmed her decision that we should never speak again. She said I had learned nothing and that I didn't realize how messed up my behavior was. I messaged her back letting her know that she's the one who hasn't learned, as her argument about a jilted best friend essentially roleplaying as her made no sense whatsoever and that her gaslighting me proved her guilt, and that I didn't need a pathological liar in my life and that she needed to leave me alone. That seems to be the last of it. After all of this I am exhausted, empty feeling, saddened, and adrift. I cannot fathom that what she says about Bruce was reality and yet a part of me wishes so badly that it were true, though at this point there's no point. I'm sitting alone in my place wishing that she were here, because she would have been, and I missed her so much and, for better or for worse, despite my comments to her, know that I am deeply saddened that I didn't get to see her again, especially when we were both so excited. And since she was a person, or at least pretended to be a person, who I really truly thought was my one and only love. Jennifer has since deleted all trace of the posts in the thread that contained the post about snuggling with her boyfriend (which I still have a screenshot of). However, all the other posts (which she claimed weren't hers) remain. If you read the whole thing, congratuations! I really appreciate you taking the time for reading the soap opera that has been the past 2.5 years of my life. Wayyyy TL;DR: My ex (who has a history of lying to me) and I violently excommunicated each other right before rekindling our relationship after I accused her of lying about being single; she accused me of being a sneak (which is "a line she won't cross" in a partner) for viewing her reddit posts that reveal she has a boyfriend, and maintains that she didn't write them but a jilted best friend did under her account, despite the posts being over the past five months, in her writing style, and all about getting advice and support and motivation for issues she is known to have. Was I the victim of an abusive relationship? Am I right in assuming that she lied again? Was I in the right? Or am I the enemy here? I also realize that having typed this all out that a lot of parallels present themselves that have given me further insight. But I still would really appreciate some help and support here. Thank you all!
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cumshitter posted:Why does lawyer mom even bother pretending to have a contract when one party can amend it at any time and for any reason? i dont think the person that evicts people before the lease is up without being the landlord is actually a lawyer
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I admittedly only read maybe 50-75% of the old thread but the worst Pick post I can remember was something like "having 1 million dollars still means you're poor" which honestly isn't as bad as some of the completely brain-dead takes from other posters, so free Pick content: AITA For telling my neighbor to stop trying to steal my loving cat? quote:EDIT: The point of my post has nothing to do with the fact that my cat is indoor outdoor so if that is what you are here to comment on, please move along. I have said my peace regarding her living situation at the bottom. FormaldehydeSon fucked around with this message at 20:03 on Jan 13, 2020 |
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Jan 13, 2020 19:57
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This thread is already back to being about Pick instead of reddit and she isnt even here to poo poo it up. Keep her banned please.
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Jan 13, 2020 19:59
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So is this also a thread to post about goon train wrecks or what?
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Jan 13, 2020 20:01
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Barudak posted:As a personal favor unless we decide to let pick run wild and free in this new thread please consider it still under the previous rules of a no-pick zone including discussion. Please can we enforce this
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Jan 13, 2020 20:01
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I;m thinking about thos Picks.
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Jan 13, 2020 20:01
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Ziv Zulander posted:Please can we enforce this
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Jan 13, 2020 20:04
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The anal vore story is just such a master class of vicarious embarrassment, it's basically mythic in that it doesn't matter whether it's true or not because it speaks to deeper truths about the human condition
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Jan 13, 2020 20:05
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24m can't stop lying to my wife (24f)quote:So I've been in a committed relationship with my wife for three years now. We have 3 children together. Though I've always been faithful and am a (I think) good father, I just can't stop lying.
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Jan 13, 2020 20:06
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Xenocides posted:A whole bunch of poo poo nobody will ever read Bold poo poo or don't post novels tia
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Poasty posted:Does someone have the six-flags girl post? That one is my favourite quote:My [22F] boyfriend [23M] hates my clothes.
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Jan 13, 2020 20:07
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FormaldehydeSon posted:AITA For telling my neighbor to stop trying to steal my loving cat? if you have a semi-feral outdoor cat, you don't really have a cat
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Jan 13, 2020 20:11
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I'm going to repost my favorite open relationship story from the previous thread. Behold the platonic ideal of opening the relationship My(20m) gf(24f) wanted an open relationship and is now mad at me and wants it closed. quote:So, me and my gf started dating roughly a year ago. It's a grey spot as to when we really started dating or I'd give an exact date. UPDATE: My(20m) gf(24f) wanted an open relationship and is now mad at me and wants it closed. quote:So, she came home at 12am to tell me she'd completed her "last hurrah" and was ready to talk. When I asked her what she meant she stated she slept with someone else for the last time and she was willing to call things even. She restated the terms, meaning I'd lose my workout buddy, the sweet girl I met today, my ex who cheered me up, and a few other dudes who I now speak to casually who I've slept with. I said I wasn't sure and I had some questions for her and she was willing to at least talk about things. I asked her if the two men she'd slept with she'd lined up before and she said yes. She admitted she found them more physically attractive than me and that was her motivation for it, that she, "didn't want to live life never knowing what it's like." When I asked her what she meant, she meant sleeping with someone who was fit. I was a little hurt, but I knew she wasn't really "wrong" so to speak. I'm not fit, it's something I'm working on, but I'm a little upset that her motivation had nothing to do with exploration and freedom outside of visuals. That it wasn't the sex but my body. That it wasn't even my personality, but the way I look and how much I weigh. I'd like to take a second and point out I actually weigh less than her overall. I'm 6'2" and 255lb and she's 5'3" 305lb. I've never had an issue with her weight, even the things that we couldn't do as a result didn't bother me.
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LadyPictureShow posted:24m can't stop lying to my wife (24f) "I lied about something big, it doesn't matter what" When you ask a bunch of strangers for a judgement ruling it actually does matter jackass. A gambling addiction or slip up and lie is going to be regarded a lot differently then if you've been secretly seeing your lover on the side and want to claim you have a sex addiction problem. DemoneeHo posted:I'm going to repost my favorite open relationship story from the previous thread. Behold the platonic ideal of opening the relationship No one ever proposes opening a relationship unless they expect to be the major beneficiary of the arrangement. pentyne fucked around with this message at 20:17 on Jan 13, 2020 |
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Jan 13, 2020 20:14
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luxury handset posted:if you have a semi-feral outdoor cat, you don't really have a cat Lol that the cat cares so little about this person that it just became part of another family no problem edit: "I treated this cat that has proven it doesn't want to live in my home well and now it lives in someone else's home!! WTF IT SHOULD NOT HAVE A HOME"
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Jan 13, 2020 20:17
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I know my GF is a prostitute. Now what?quote:I’m 49 and got divorced a few years ago and recently starting dating again. I joined a few dating sites and connected with a very attractive woman [40] and while very pleased, immediately recognized her.
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Jan 13, 2020 20:19
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AITA for trying to sell my sandwich recipe to various deli's in my town? Deleted for "lack of interpersonal conflict" but gently caress it, it's so good. quote:Recently I came up with what I think is a very delicious and innovative sandwich recipe. The ingredients compliment each other beautifully even though the combination is unique. Reply quote:20% per sandwich?
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Jan 13, 2020 20:36
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AITA for refusing to give my little sister our mother's hair pin for her wedding? I (31F) am the oldest of four sisters (30, 28, 25). My middle sisters both married before me, and I got married last May. At each of our weddings, our "something old" was a flower-shaped hair pin that belonged to our mom. Our mom passed away when we were teens, so having that pin was a way for each of us to include her memory in our special days. Since I got married most recently, I have the pin at my apartment. Last week, my youngest sister announced her engagement in our family group chat, then texted me to ask that I send her the pin. Here's the thing. All my sisters were my bridesmaids, along with some friends. At my bachelorette party, after my friends had left, my sisters and I stayed up, a little drunk and feeling very deep in that post-party kind of way. We started talking about our mother. My middle sisters and I got emotional, saying how much we missed her. My youngest sister, however, was very quiet. I asked her what was up, and she started talking about how she was always our mom's least favorite, how even when mom was dying she didn't say "as good" a goodbye to her as she did to the rest of us, and how – If mom had lived – they'd probably have a terrible relationship. My middle sisters and I tried to talk her out of it, saying that of course our mother loved her and stuff like that, but finally my little sister kind of snapped and just shouted, "Look, I hated that loving bitch, okay?" Then she started crying and went home. The next day, I called my sister. I asked her if she'd meant everything she'd said the night before. She said she did. She said that she knew our mother loved her, and she knew our mother never did anything "bad" to her, but that she could always tell that our mom "secretly regretted having a fourth kid." She suspected our mom had wanted a son, and had been disappointed by a fourth girl. Personally, I don't believe this is true. As the oldest, I had a lot of conversations with my mom before she died that my sisters weren't party to, and she always said that she would have loathed having boys. In fact, I always thought that my youngest sister was her favorite. My sister ended the conversation saying, "Look, that woman might have been my mom, but I didn't like her very much." I responded to my sister's text about the pin saying that I wasn't sure why she wanted to wear it, considering her strained relationship with our mother's memory. My sister responded, "All of you wore it. I should wear it too." I don't think she should wear it just because we did. It's supposed to represent our mom's memory, and if she doesn't look at our mom's memory fondly, I don't want her disrespecting the pin by wearing it dishonestly. I told her that I would hold onto the pin for now, and we could discuss it more later if she reflects more on what the pin actually represents. AITA? Edit: I've texted my sister. I told her that I'd held out on her with the pin because I was holding on to some hurt about what she'd said about our mother last year, but that it wasn't my place to dictate how she dealt with our mother's memory, and certainly not my place to gatekeep our mother's heirlooms. I told her I'd send the pin in the mail tomorrow. Luckily, my sister's a very understanding person, and says she gets why I acted as I did. Thanks for the responses, ya'll. I needed a wake-up call.
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Girlfriend jumped the shark tank?quote:Tldr: girlfriend thinks demons are responsible for why my.daughter doesn't like her. quote:Here I the text she sent me before we talked about it after the kids went to bed. I told her I don't want to hear this kind of bullshit. She then told.me I am a portal to evil as well and I am no longer allowed to touch her. Wtf am I to do...
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Jan 13, 2020 20:39
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Leofish posted:AITA for trying to sell my sandwich recipe to various deli's in my town? this is impressively stupid this weirdo will definitely not post the amazing sandwich recipe, but i have to see it
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Jan 13, 2020 20:44
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luxury handset posted:this is impressively stupid There's a twitter thread somewhere written by one of the people trying to coax the recipe out of him. No results last time I checked
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It really bothers me [31F] that my boyfriend [29M] asked me for $15 for a box of condomsquote:I’m the type of person that’s “ill get it this time, you got it next time” and not keep track of things with friends. If I see something a friend/boyfriend would like, I’ll happily get it because it makes me happy to give. My boyfriend lives far away from Trader Joe’s and loves a particular sauce so i get it for him regularly as I frequent the store.
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AITA for telling my GF I do not want her sterilising her menstrual cup in our kettle? My GF and I have been together for nearly 2 years now. We get along great and already have moved in with each other. I am a pretty laid back guy and like to "go with the flow", whilst she is very organised and likes to take charge, which works very well for us because we are always pulling in the same direction because our personalities match up well! A couple of months or so ago we were having the conversation about women's sanitary products. We were discussing how expensive they are etc and we got onto the subject of "menstrual cups" (the ones where you can just keep reusing them, so it would save us so much money in the long run. My GF looked them up, we did some research and ordered one (specifically one called "mooncup") It took my GF a while to get used to it, but by her second period she was accustomed to it; problem solved! Now here is where the issue begins... I live in the UK and as many of you probably know, us Brits love a cup of tea... Whenever I make a cup of tea I always empty out the old water from the kettle, just so I can fill it up with fresh water and maximise the flavour. Yesterday I poured all the water out of the kettle to make myself a brew, and my GF's menstrual cup fell out of it!! I was a bit shocked and called out to my GF (in the other room) "Babe, why is your menstrual cup in the kettle?!"; To which she replied "Oh I was boiling it to 'sterilise' it, to make sure it is clean for my next use, I thought you knew, this isn't the first time I have used the kettle to sterilise it" I was lost for words and told her that is disgusting, we drink water from this kettle, who in their right mind would use it to boil something that collects blood from inside of you??? She got pretty upset and we had an argument about it. She thinks I am being unreasonable. Do you guys think I am the rear end in a top hat in this situation??
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Licarn posted:It really bothers me [31F] that my boyfriend [29M] asked me for $15 for a box of condoms Who bought them in the past?
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