Beluga

Really want fruit but I don’t know what to get

I asked to see BOB hoping to see the guy in the advert but instead it was some early 30s guy who looks like he masturbates too hard. I want to buy a bed / futon because I stood on mine and it broke so it’s like I’m slowly being swallowed by the hole when I sleep and it’s extremely uncomfortable. I asked “best bed couches please” and the guy showed me there “best” but they were two thousand dollars minimum, I asked “oh so the discount is applied during the purchase” and discount Bob was like “no you pay this price AND taxes” wtf.. I asked if they had any cheaper and they said “go to reymour and Flanagan across the street or order online”

Your fear of capture and imprisonment is an implant from millions of years ago. This battle is with you from before you know, this is not you, it’s not you, you are asleep. Your spirit was free moving from body to the next body, free, free for a moment then it was captured by an invader force bent on turning you to the darkest way. You’ve been implanted with a push pull mechanism that keeps you fearful of authority and destructive. We’re in the middle of a battle that is a trillion years in the making and it’s bigger than the both of us.

Too much cap on this website

With my last partner I’ve learned quite a bit especially putting my needs and myself first, I am lonely but if I don’t vibe with someone then I shouldn’t just get with them because of what I’m feeling. I have to give myself space and time to find the right person I click with. That being said, I feel somewhat ashamed and sad that the person I’ve been on two dates with might not be compatible with me, they’re very nice, they’re funny, and in the first date I felt we clicked but the second, I just don’t know. I was trying to figure out if it was my self sabotaging behavior preventing me from being happy but I don’t think it is. I like them but I feel like they would be better off with someone more outspoken maybe? I wasn’t feeling too well on the second date either, I was also scared of catching Covid (I have something now so wish granted) and I was generally in a lot of pain, I should’ve said something but I didn’t and when the date was coming to a close I couldn’t do it anymore and said I wanted to go home. I was upset because they were sad and I could tell because they were more quiet near the end, and any reason I had for not wanting to continue hanging out felt like an excuse.

Maybe it’s just me, they know a lot and they’re smart but I feel they’re not my type and they deserve better. I’m just like wallpaper a dull boring person and they’re the opposite of that.

Does that make any sense

Everyone in the comments tries to one up everyone else with their sad story about dropping a dorito chip on the floor and eating it.

There’s a store next to my apartment and it’s my go to because it’s close and I don’t have to be out that long, I usually get soda, chips, candy, chocolate- all the shit that isn’t good for my body but it keeps my mind in check. One day I was waiting in line dreading paying for my stuff and having to engage in small talk with the workers. The way it works is there’s one line for the cashier and self checkout so it’s always a gamble 50/50 whether you’re gonna get a person or a robot. I prefer paying the robot so I’m always dreading when the person at the self checkout is taking too long and the cashier is just about finished with the customer in front of me. And that’s what happened this day, cashier rings me up and I just stand there, “following customer” they say, my mind is blank and I don’t move, “following customer” they say again with a bit more of an aggressive tone. I look up and pretend I was daydreaming and kinda walk toward them but then the guy behind me taps my shoulder lightly and says “hey, I’ll go you just wait for the self checkout.” And that’s what I did. In that moment I could’ve cried but it’s just someone finally understood how I felt and was giving me some comfort in a stressful situation. The guy was the total opposite to me he was kinda bubbly and had a nice ‘happy’ voice. He was kinda large adult sized and had a scruffy beard and some head hair but not a lot, wearing a red shirt and some shorts, kinda like a kid but I found it endearing. I walk out the store and the guy is still there smoking from his juul and texting. For some reason his presence was inviting, I don’t believe in god or anything but he was kinda… ‘angelic’? Or Christ like I dunno but I wasn’t scared to mutter out the words “thanks for that” he looks over at me just like he forgot the interaction entirely but then just said “yeah no problem, guy” and then limped away, I guess an accident of some sorts, but that’s none of my business. He walked off coolly but I just couldn’t, as I said before there was just something about him. I said “h-hey” but I don’t think he heard me, or maybe he was ignoring me, but I said it louder, “hey, wait up” he looked back a bit and I fast walked over to him. I asked him why he did what he did for me and he kinda smirked and said “it’s not much man I was in a hurry.” I thanked him again and he said “are we finished here?” And I heavily nodded but then I said “wait” and asked his name. “Christ-man” and winked at me. When I got home I tried looking up christman on social media and tried narrowing down for the local results. I eventually found him but to my surprise he’s some guy called Matt Christman and he’s on some podcast called chapos trap house.