peppersky

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[–] peppersky@hexbear.net 14 points 1 day ago

those things are very much not as different as you'd like to think

[–] peppersky@hexbear.net 9 points 4 days ago

thinking of putting up posters at my university with my face on it, my number and in big letters "GIVE ME A PLACE TO LIVE OR I WILL KILL MYSELF" written under it

[–] peppersky@hexbear.net 18 points 4 days ago (1 children)

i really need to move out of this fucking place, if it wasn't enough that the place itself is a dump and i am paying way too much rent, one of my two roommates is just a complete slop of the worst kind. he is not only slop who can barely wipe his own ass he thinks he is going to inherit this place from his uncle and tries to renovate it the cheapest and laziest way possible and I'm pretty sure is passive-actively trying to take over more and more of the little communal space we have. fuck him i hope this shitty ass house collapses and burns down if i finally get to move out

three fucking years in this fucking dump with this fucking asshole. even when i moved in i wanted to move out, but the fucking market was completely fucked three years ago and is even more fucked now.

fuck landlords fuck cars and all that i want to fucking die i cant believe i wasted three years like this

[–] peppersky@hexbear.net 11 points 4 days ago

I get you Tommy I need drinky too

[–] peppersky@hexbear.net 1 points 4 days ago

Pretty damn sure nobody will ever read something written by anonymous

[–] peppersky@hexbear.net 2 points 4 days ago

I like to cut out stuff from magazines or advertisements or books and put it on my wall. It's also fun to pick up stuff from the sidewalk although you need to be lucky to get anything cool

[–] peppersky@hexbear.net 2 points 4 days ago (1 children)

It sucks so hard

[–] peppersky@hexbear.net 3 points 4 days ago

The fact that two incomes are basically necessary for families nowadays is one of the biggest scams ever pulled. A twenty hour work week would literally be the bare minimum for quality of life to be on the level of a 50s middle class household

[–] peppersky@hexbear.net 13 points 5 days ago (6 children)

it sure is quite something when you watch lady snowblood and realize that tarantino actually means "stealing" when he says "stealing" and that the originals always have a coolness to them tarantino couldn't even dream of

[–] peppersky@hexbear.net 16 points 5 days ago (2 children)

the thing they worked on for eight years, fourty plus hours a week, just doesn't exist anymore. poof.

[–] peppersky@hexbear.net 35 points 6 days ago (4 children)

Pour one out for the people who worked on this game for like half a decade

 

okay this might turn into a series of posts or something but I really feel like I need some advice here/really feel the need to share my thoughts (that have been brooding for some time):

im going to try to keep this somewhat short: I'm in my mid-twenties, have been doing my masters in something-something-media-studies for the last three years. I've lived in a shitty place with shitty roommates for that entire time, have a small job at the university that barely pays half of my rent and have lived off of government student grants/loans since then, which have now run out.

I don't know what to do with my life, or rather I know what I would want to do with my life but it seems basically impossible: I want to live together with other people I like who don't just feel like short-term acquaintances born out of necessity. I want to commit to living together with people for at least a few years and try to build something together with them. Create a nice shared space, share food, music, books, films and experiences. Make some art. Work just as much as I have to. Cook together and pool our resources together.

I think some people live like that. I dunno. I basically lived like sorta that for a few years during covid, when I did the latter half of my bachelors in another city when I moved in with a few people studying the same bachelors as me. But now we've all moved and live in different cities and meet up maybe once a year. I love these friends with all my heart but my life with them feels like a complete fluke that I just lucked into (and even then I often felt like I wanted more from our friendship than they did).

I know I really need to find new roommates and a new place to live but the city I am in has one of the worst housing markets in this country and doing the whole "roommate casting" thing just to get rejected again and again is just such a fucking mindnumbing chore (not to mention just how worse the sites to even find roommates have gotten, how many more people cling to their still-cheap apartments and how many of the actual nice apartments probably don't even show up on those sites but just get shuffled around in-between friendgroups)

I don't know what my problem is. I feel like I just don't have the face (or don't wear the clothes, don't speak the right slang) to attract the right kind of people. I guess maybe I kinda look like a chud or a nerd (which I certainly used to be in highschool but have very much tried to distance myself from). I try to be a social person, talkative and passionate, considerate and all that and I can manage to do that a fair amount of time, but it doesn't get me anywhere.

It feels like everyone already has their own friend group and their own thing going on and it feels impossible to get closer to anybody. Everyone is terribly busy and most people just seem to be terribly uninterested in getting together, there are no places to hang out, everything is terribly expensive, etc. etc. (this capitalism thing sure does fucking suck)

There's so many posts online about how dating/getting to know people gets exponentially more difficult when you are in your thirties, how many people are just basically on their own, how many people have nobody besides their spouses or whatever. I feel like I need to do something now, because I sure as hell can't live this lonely life for the rest of my short time on this wonderful planet earth.

I feel like I'm an "extroverted" person born into an "introverted" life. I wish I had a somewhat large friend group and always had someone to hang out with on any given evening. I just want to do the things I'm already doing but share them with more people (and also have a little bit of certainty in life).

I don't know, if anyone has any advice or wants to share their experiences/sentiments I'd be glad to read any replies from you cool people.

Also if anyone can tell me if therapy helps with this (maybe even group therapy or something), or whether therapy gives you the energy to do the mindumbing shit capitalism asks of you for just the tiniest bit of happiness or if antidepressants help you radiate a warm happiness that makes other people want to be around you I'd be very happy to know about that too.

Thanks to all of you for always being there and hope you people have an as reasonably nice day as one can have in this genocidal capitalist imperialist patriarchal hellscape we all live in!

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