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31 [M4F] Texas/Anywhere The Best Gorilla Joke of 1897

2020.09.25 21:47 ThurstonTheMagician 31 [M4F] Texas/Anywhere The Best Gorilla Joke of 1897

Gorilla: Did you hear about the gorilla that escaped from the zoo?
Zookeeper: No I did not
Gorilla: That’s because I am a very quiet gorilla
[sounds of muffled gorilla violence]
Hi there! I've posted a couple of times here with varying success and figured I would try again and see where that leads me. This time around I'll be pretty upfront with what I want. I'm looking for someone I can converse with, talk about art, movies, etc. and see if that leads to anything romantic in nature. You see, I'm not too big on the whole immediate attraction thing, even if you are super pretty. I'm more of a, being attracted to a person that makes me laugh kind of guy. I’ve also decided to narrow things down to people in Texas, preferably in the San Antonio/Austin area.
Now this next part is going to be pretty long, but I promise if you stick with it and you like what you see we'll get along real well and have a ton of fun.
I love talking about movies, art, books, and a big part of that is because I want to be a writer. While I currently have a job as a financial advisor, I hate ever simpering second of this soul sucking shitshow and would prefer to do what I enjoy even if that means I'll probably be poor. I always gravitate towards the arts in general because it makes me happy and ideally it would make you happy too. One of my favorite memories was when me and a friend of mine went to NYC together and went to the Museum of Modern Art and we did one go around seriously, admiring the art and pointing out pieces we liked and discussing the merits of the different sculptures and paintings. Then we went and did a second round but this time we spent the whole time cracking jokes, making up stories, and in general just to goofing on the pieces we saw. It's also something I've done on first dates with local art museums and it is a really good indicator on if you click with someone or not.
So here's my general expertise when it comes to writing/film: I'm a big horror buff. I love horror movies and the watching thereof. I even love the worst B horror movies and will absolutely talk you to death about the intricacies of Slumber Party Massacre 2 and all of its thematic subtext. You see, one of my dreams is to write a book detailing from the 1950's until now the different eras of horror film, noteworthy films, and the societal and political landscape that birthed those particular movies. Often film critics are pretty rough on horror movies, but quite frankly I feel that they are the perfect window to the lesser discussed aspects of societal mentality. In particular, Night of the Living Dead is less about the zombies coming to get you and more about the societal fears of the civil rights movement and how the protagonist, an African American man, is wrongly attacked despite being the only voice of reason and the main person trying to help people throughout the film. If ever there was an old film relevant today.
Much of the writing I do horror wise also draws heavily on those B movies, but my goal would be to try to elevate those things. I don't necessarily think I'm a great writer, I'm certainly trying, but to get an idea as to my personal sensibilities, the last piece I worked on for a college class is about a young woman who gets sacrificed by her neighbor and two other guys to attain wealth and power. However, she gets returned to the living as an undead monster lady, but finds that her humanity is intact and that despite hating the men who killed her she didn't have it in her to murder people and instead resolves to living out what life she has in a way that she wants to. I was told by one of my peers that reading it was like making out with a girl only for her to get up and leave and then get hit by a car. I want to say that's high praise.
I feel like this is a lot, but I've got one more bit of information about me that will hopefully seal whatever deal or scare you away entirely. I love photography and is one of my favorite hobbies. It basically gets me out of the apartment and has me running around trying to find things. You tell me "Hey, let's go hiking" and I'll say, "Yeah, yeah, no", but if you go "Hey, let's go walking through the woods and see what pictures we can take" I'll be out there with you for hours dying in the heat looking for something cool to photograph. I do all kinds of things, portraits, street photography, etc and will do analog and digital. If you ever wanted to learn or you want to have your own personal photography I will certainly be of help. However, know that the blood sacrifice demands that for every beautiful portrait I take of you a second, malformed photograph will emerge.
Here’s an example of recent photoshoots I’ve done:
https://imgur.com/a/wrPHdzd
https://imgur.com/a/6QOk9pE
https://imgur.com/a/wq5hyhR
https://imgur.com/a/uJCA9mq
Of course the irony there is that I'm super uncomfortable in front of the camera. I mean super uncomfortable. Every single picture of me looks like an awkward dad at a Kpop concert trying to figure out which member of BTS my daughter likes the most and wondering why they won't let me have a beer. I couldn't say why, but I think a big part of it was the whole growing up where my look wasn't considered conventionally attractive; I'm Jewish and Puerto Rican and grew up in white suburbs all across the States and Europe and it got to the point that my nickname was "Spaniard" despite not being involved with Spain whatsoever. Admittedly we can get to the trauma bonding at some point, but my insecure Jewish heritage often manifests itself in comedy like everyone else so at least when I make a cry for help it'll be absolutely hilarious.
Now what am I looking for? Ideally a woman within my age range, youngest being 21. Someone who can talk about all kinds of things so we can try to get to know one another and eventually move beyond friendship .
That was a lot, but hey if you're interested send me a message with some stuff about yourself and a picture. For reciprocation, here are some pics of me:
https://imgur.com/a/dWyh2BJ
https://imgur.com/a/60ZJm66
https://imgur.com/a/HqWhRsr
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2020.09.25 21:25 ThurstonTheMagician 31 [M4F] Texas/Anywhere The Best Gorilla Joke of 1897

Gorilla: Did you hear about the gorilla that escaped from the zoo?
Zookeeper: No I did not
Gorilla: That’s because I am a very quiet gorilla
[sounds of muffled gorilla violence]
Hi there! I've posted a couple of times here with varying success and figured I would try again and see where that leads me. This time around I'll be pretty upfront with what I want. I'm looking for someone I can converse with, talk about art, movies, etc. and see if that leads to anything romantic in nature. You see, I'm not too big on the whole immediate attraction thing, even if you are super pretty. I'm more of a, being attracted to a person that makes me laugh kind of guy. I’ve also decided to narrow things down to people in Texas, preferably in the San Antonio/Austin area.
Now this next part is going to be pretty long, but I promise if you stick with it and you like what you see we'll get along real well and have a ton of fun.
I love talking about movies, art, books, and a big part of that is because I want to be a writer. While I currently have a job as a financial advisor, I hate ever simpering second of this soul sucking shitshow and would prefer to do what I enjoy even if that means I'll probably be poor. I always gravitate towards the arts in general because it makes me happy and ideally it would make you happy too. One of my favorite memories was when me and a friend of mine went to NYC together and went to the Museum of Modern Art and we did one go around seriously, admiring the art and pointing out pieces we liked and discussing the merits of the different sculptures and paintings. Then we went and did a second round but this time we spent the whole time cracking jokes, making up stories, and in general just to goofing on the pieces we saw. It's also something I've done on first dates with local art museums and it is a really good indicator on if you click with someone or not.
So here's my general expertise when it comes to writing/film: I'm a big horror buff. I love horror movies and the watching thereof. I even love the worst B horror movies and will absolutely talk you to death about the intricacies of Slumber Party Massacre 2 and all of its thematic subtext. You see, one of my dreams is to write a book detailing from the 1950's until now the different eras of horror film, noteworthy films, and the societal and political landscape that birthed those particular movies. Often film critics are pretty rough on horror movies, but quite frankly I feel that they are the perfect window to the lesser discussed aspects of societal mentality. In particular, Night of the Living Dead is less about the zombies coming to get you and more about the societal fears of the civil rights movement and how the protagonist, an African American man, is wrongly attacked despite being the only voice of reason and the main person trying to help people throughout the film. If ever there was an old film relevant today.
Much of the writing I do horror wise also draws heavily on those B movies, but my goal would be to try to elevate those things. I don't necessarily think I'm a great writer, I'm certainly trying, but to get an idea as to my personal sensibilities, the last piece I worked on for a college class is about a young woman who gets sacrificed by her neighbor and two other guys to attain wealth and power. However, she gets returned to the living as an undead monster lady, but finds that her humanity is intact and that despite hating the men who killed her she didn't have it in her to murder people and instead resolves to living out what life she has in a way that she wants to. I was told by one of my peers that reading it was like making out with a girl only for her to get up and leave and then get hit by a car. I want to say that's high praise.
I feel like this is a lot, but I've got one more bit of information about me that will hopefully seal whatever deal or scare you away entirely. I love photography and is one of my favorite hobbies. It basically gets me out of the apartment and has me running around trying to find things. You tell me "Hey, let's go hiking" and I'll say, "Yeah, yeah, no", but if you go "Hey, let's go walking through the woods and see what pictures we can take" I'll be out there with you for hours dying in the heat looking for something cool to photograph. I do all kinds of things, portraits, street photography, etc and will do analog and digital. If you ever wanted to learn or you want to have your own personal photography I will certainly be of help. However, know that the blood sacrifice demands that for every beautiful portrait I take of you a second, malformed photograph will emerge.
Here’s an example of recent photoshoots I’ve done:
https://imgur.com/a/wrPHdzd
https://imgur.com/a/6QOk9pE
https://imgur.com/a/wq5hyhR
https://imgur.com/a/uJCA9mq
Of course the irony there is that I'm super uncomfortable in front of the camera. I mean super uncomfortable. Every single picture of me looks like an awkward dad at a Kpop concert trying to figure out which member of BTS my daughter likes the most and wondering why they won't let me have a beer. I couldn't say why, but I think a big part of it was the whole growing up where my look wasn't considered conventionally attractive; I'm Jewish and Puerto Rican and grew up in white suburbs all across the States and Europe and it got to the point that my nickname was "Spaniard" despite not being involved with Spain whatsoever. Admittedly we can get to the trauma bonding at some point, but my insecure Jewish heritage often manifests itself in comedy like everyone else so at least when I make a cry for help it'll be absolutely hilarious.
Now what am I looking for? Ideally a woman within my age range, youngest being 21. Someone who can talk about all kinds of things so we can try to get to know one another and eventually move beyond friendship .
That was a lot, but hey if you're interested send me a message with some stuff about yourself and a picture. For reciprocation, here are some pics of me:
https://imgur.com/a/dWyh2BJ
https://imgur.com/a/60ZJm66
https://imgur.com/a/HqWhRsr
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2020.09.25 20:04 PeterthePanda07 Should I have gotten upset over my nmom calling me fat and being racist

I have always been overweight but I am also 6 for 3 at age 13, but my mom is obese .in my house I am the only person of color. I had asked my mom to turn down the ac one day and she had told me that I have enough blubber on me to keep me warm. My mom has had a thing for dark skin guys and she has said so much shit to me, such as straight up calling me a mistake, I know this post has gone everywhere but I also get yelled over the littlest things she is dating someone new and treating me way worse than she normally does. So much so that she has started saying really racist things like I should be go mowing lawns like the other Mexicans (I'm Puerto Rican). Not to mention my family doesnt help. My cousin bought a Confederate flag but I want something like a rainbow six flag and I'm told no. I have been told so much shit in life such as being told that yelling and being hit sometimes is love i apologize for going all over the place but when typing this I just kept remembering everything else. I have literally been on the verge of suicide before. I am also treated like a slave around my house, my cousin doesnt have to do anything
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2020.09.25 20:04 PeterthePanda07 Should I have gotten upset over my nmom calling me fat and being racist

I have always been overweight but I am also 6 for 3 at age 13, but my mom is obese .in my house I am the only person of color. I had asked my mom to turn down the ac one day and she had told me that I have enough blubber on me to keep me warm. My mom has had a thing for dark skin guys and she has said so much shit to me, such as straight up calling me a mistake, I know this post has gone everywhere but I also get yelled over the littlest things she is dating someone new and treating me way worse than she normally does. So much so that she has started saying really racist things like I should be go mowing lawns like the other Mexicans (I'm Puerto Rican). Not to mention my family doesnt help. My cousin bought a Confederate flag but I want something like a rainbow six flag and I'm told no. I have been told so much shit in life such as being told that yelling and being hit sometimes is love i apologize for going all over the place but when typing this I just kept remembering everything else
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2020.09.23 11:43 meechiiibear if you knew a man was cheating on his wife, would you tell her? what if it was with your sister? (all around crazy details that make things more difficult)

so i’ve known this guy for a while. we’ll call him jim. we’ll call his wife, nicki. and let’s name my sister jessica.
they both worked at my favorite tattoo shop when i met them. when i first met her, she was always talking about him. how she’s so in love with him, how they’re getting married, how she’s just, basically, obsessed with him. she’s insanely attractive too. she was a receptionist, then gradually worked her way into becoming an artist herself there. when i last spoke with her longer than just a visit to the shop, she had visited me at the bookstore i was working at to catch up. i was putting up a cart of books in a section so it was easy to lightly converse during work.
she was telling me how she wanted to join the military because it was just better money. by this point they had gotten married. she was explaining to me that she wanted them to save enough money so they could open their own shop & since they were already married, she’d make more. she even told me they had a savings of 5K just sitting in their closet, & they were working toward this dream essentially.
they’re both pretty attractive, actually. to better flesh them out, she’s a caramel colored babe. she has beautiful, big, brown eyes, & nice lips. i’d honestly pursue her if she wasn’t married LOL. so cute. plus she’s a gamer & she’s just.. simple. a bit ditzy, but you know. she’s guatemalan & puerto rican. jim is about 6”2 or so, covered in ink, even to his face. i believe he’s colombian. he has nice symmetry in his face also.
now, introducing my sister, i have to bring up the fact that she’s dealt with mental illness for a long time. she’s the baby of our family, being the youngest. she’s gorgeous too, & often gets compared to kylie jenner. she’s struggled with bipolar & borderline personality disorders since she was 15. i had custody of her when she was 14 but she was so unstable & so disrespectful & i just had a newborn, i had to talk with my parents about some kind of custodial agreement. i was only 21. i apologized to her recently about not knowing how to deal with it (this is to kind of give you guys a history of our own relationship & how sensitive i am about it. i’ve felt guilt the past few years over our family wounds & just not being better for her. i was a single mom as soon as my baby turned 3 months old. the history of my family is just.. it’s a lot.)
there’s more to my family history that obviously plays into behavioral things with my sister, i believe. all of the sisters have something — me recently being diagnosed with OCD. (this is essentially why i’m asking what i’m asking, intrusive thoughts - overthinking, etc. a big coping mechanism has been to stay to myself & mind my business — but with this particular thing, it’s so tricky. it’s so off moral compass & if it were MY husband doing this, i’d need someone to tell me. but the relationship with my sister is so tender.)
so as of 2020, starting at the beginning of quarantine - i wanna say April, my sister started doing some crazy shit. she really got in with the wrong crowd. i think she was just so bored. apparently she was selling herself & doing meth & was just absolutely in the worst place a woman could be in. i tried talking to her, but she fled every time. she didn’t like to be home. she doesn’t like our parents. i’m 27 years old with a 5 year old daughter. i did not like her bringing people into the house, especially amidst a fucking pandemic when covid cautions were peaking. it was literally during the quarantine period. she’d come home after being out & ask everyone, “how’s quarantine?” & we’d just look at each other. it’s like she doesn’t fully understand how/what she’s doing. she’s on auto pilot & it breaks my heart. my other sister (she’s 24 & a well-educated woman who teaches high school) — her & i discuss options for her all the time. we tried having girls days, we tried sitting with her to talk about things & we even tried “not” talking about it. i’m a full-time artist, working for commissions & taking care of my child. i like to think i’m pretty chill & am not being an annoying older sister who thinks she knows everything. we try to level, but our empathy levels when it comes to our baby sister jessica — it’s just too much. and our poor parents, they’re just scared she’ll attempt suicide. (she used this as a phrase to get what she wants)
(this gets crazy, bare with me, details are important)
so amidst her crazy phase of doing all this.. craziness.. she was traveling to the city, when we lived in a small town. she doesn’t have her own car. she uses our parents’. she’d stay out & disregard my mom’s need for the car to go to work, leaving us to take her (an hour commute) or for her to borrow one of our cars. she’s pretty abusive of our parents. she’s 20 & doesn’t work. granted, during quarantine a LOT of people lost their jobs, but she specifically doesn’t like to work. ANYWAY, she thought she was going to move to the city. mind you she only told me about what she was doing & promised me not to tell anyone. when i confided in our other sister about it, i only told her bare-minimum. no one but me knows how extreme it was. i promised i wouldn’t tell anyone & ultimately, my formula is that i just want her to trust me, so when i tell her something, she believes me. (eventually. ...we can hope right)
this is where shit gets crazy for me & what makes things just.. so difficult.
the guy she was going to be moving in with with to the city came down to pick her up. they weren’t dating, he was “her security”. to make a long story short, i was already drunk when he got to the house & when he arrived, i started grilling him on site. “who are you, where is she going to be living, what’s your phone number,” etc. he was pretty attractive & charming & actually made eye-contact unlike the other guys she brought to the house. this was in May of 2020. i was heartbroken because my fiancé & i broke up right before quarantine (reason for being drunk) he asked me if i was drinking & i told him yeah. it was midnight. my sister suggested they just stay & leave in the morning. she wanted me to know him. so we kicked it in the living room, my daughter asleep in our room. everyone else was asleep. my sister was falling asleep, i think she was off a xanax. (sighs while typing that) as she was falling asleep, i kept asking what he did, how they met. i never really got any answers. all i could tell was that he was in the “middle of a play”, constantly receiving calls & apparently working with large ass numbers. i was lightly flirting with him because if you were single during the quarantine period, you know why 😂 it was fun, i felt relief for a second from the heartbreak .. or so i thought. i don’t know if he slipped something in my drink or what, but i remember vividly not being able to walk when we went outside to smoke a cigarette. he kissed me & i thought it was cute, but i’m not the type to just have sex if you’re attractive. i absolutely need emotional connection to have sex, which takes months. he kept urging me to go over behind my dads van & i kept insisting on going back inside. “i’m going to bed. you can sleep on the other couch in the living room.” and he grabbed me by the arm & walked me over to a chair that he put in between the van & fence where he proceeded to rape me.
i felt so disgusting, set an appointment to get tested & bled for 7 days. i had to wait til i was done bleeding to see if i caught anything & it was the worst. i had to get therapy because it heightened my OCD & made me more anxious & depressed.
when it was done i was basically kicking him out. “if you guys are going to go, then just go.” he woke up my sister & they got in the car. they got arrested on their way up, apparently he was driving on a suspended license, there were weapons & large amounts of drugs in the car, etc — & wound up in jail less than an hour of leaving the house. i didn’t know until the next day after calling around that they were actually in the county still, they didn’t even make it out of our small town.
this is all important. because this period of time felt so dangerous to me. i felt as if i’d never seen my sister be with these kind of people & i also felt as if i didn’t have any control. i suffered a lot mentally & i had to keep it together for my daughter. my OCD developed into feeling like the people she was hanging around with would come to my parents house unannounced & my thoughts were becoming unbearable. my body hurt & i was physically healing on top of everything globally going on with our political climate. it was so hard to be awake some days, but i made the best of it for my babygirl. i felt i needed to protect her, so despite loving my parents & feeling like i needed to be with family over quarantine, my compulsions led me to move 3 hours away, in with one of my best friends.
my sister stayed in jail for a month. she was eventually bailed out after a month by my mom — she was pulling the “i want to become a minister & help people” card to get out. she was back to her ways after 2 weeks of being bailed out. THIS is when i decided to move.
i couldn’t do it, i couldn’t be there with my sister. i always tried to keep it cordial but she’s always been rather distant. i always felt i could understand her, but the block in aiding her to a better path was her inability to really be present. she was always in her own world & did only what she wanted to do regardless of whoever she affected.
i moved away & she ghosted me. (it’s coming. the title of this. sorry😅) — i was hurt by this & it was one of the main points in every therapy session i had. my therapist suggested talking with her / apologizing (what i said earlier) next time i can. she didn’t talk to me for over a month, i wanna say 2 months. i visited my parents house recently & was able to do this. she said the reason she ghosted me was because she was afraid that i would judge her for her new relationship. then that’s when she told me she was seeing jim, the married man. i asked, “what happened with nicki?” — to which she replied, “oh, apparently she’s seeing a girl in the army.” so, at this point — i’m like okay, this is none of my business but what? on his stories on instagram, he tries super hard to look “alone”. posting pictures with their cats like “when you’re alone & only have your cats” meanwhile my sister is calling me from his house. i can visually see the forced effort from him online, so what she’s saying doesn’t line up. also they’re not exactly hiding it either. she’s deployed overseas, i believe & she won’t be back until the holidays. my sister has already said that when she comes back, she’ll probably just go back to our parents house & figure things out from there. one of my good friends works at the tattoo shop & wears it on his face that he’s disgusted about the situation. especially when his wife used to work there & everyone knows their still married. ... i don’t ask any questions, i’m just grateful my sister is at least talking to me again.
i so badly want to help my sister change for the better & be there for her the way absolutely no one is — because i believe that’s all it takes to change a life. but i also feel like this is just out of my hands. i recently got back with my ex-fiancé, he started fighting for us again. he’s been such an amazing support system, helping me pay for therapy, knowing all these details. in his opinion, we should just watch things unfold from a distance & focus on the life we’re building together. i can’t shake this feeling of needing to protect her. i think it may be the face that i had custody of her when we were younger so i just inherited more of a motherly relationship to her than i expected ..? either way, i look at my man & i just feel so blessed. but i also have OCD & if i let this situation go, knowing this man is outright cheating on his wife, spending their money on my sister, she sends me photos now when they go on trips... it’s just ... i would need someone to tell me.
so.. with all these details, perhaps i may be asking for more than the title-question is actually asking but what do i do? how do i support my sister like this?! i can’t even look at her sometimes. but i love her so unconditionally. also — my parents have installed security systems at the house & i fully believe they’re in a safer situation. if this sounds crazy, i’m just glad my sister isn’t doing what she was doing before with the meth & that crowd. at least she’s “grounded” going to that tattoo shop (where i consider a lot of people family work at) & she’s essentially “out of trouble” even though mistress business is still a dangerous game.
advice on any of this shit is appreciated. i am in therapy, i am supported, i feel a lot better than i did in june/july. i consistently pray for her, my family & the world. (if you’re into prayer could you say a good one for me? 😅)
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2020.09.21 15:11 RyomaLightning 27 [M4F] Michigan - Looking for Love/My Best Friend

Hello there! Here I am, writing this post in the hopes that I'll find that someone I've been searching for. It's been a hard search but I'm not giving up just yet.
So a bit about me I suppose:
- I'm 6'0", average/athletic build, short dark brown hair, and brown eyes.
- My ethnicity is Black, Native American, and Puerto Rican. Mostly Black and Native American.
- I game a lot in my spare time. I've got a huge variety when it comes to my taste in video games too. Gaming is a part of my life so I do appreciate my time to myself. But I'll never neglect anyone over it.
- My taste in music is very indiscriminate, so I'm ALWAYS down to listen to new things.
- I'm an introvert. But I'm a great listener and give pretty good advice sometimes. I'm kind of blunt though so it's not for everyone.
- I cuss A LOT in real life. A least around my friends. I've got a leash on it anywhere else.
- I'm very into cuddling. I feel like physical touch is an awesome way to show someone how you feel about them.
- If I sound nonchalant, please don't take it to heart. I'm not good with expressing my thoughts/emotions in words. It's actually pretty hard for me to figure out how to even write this haha.
- I guess adding to the above fact, I'm not very outwardly emotional. For a lot of people, it kind of makes me hard to read and I can understand how that can be kind of frustrating. It stems from some things that have happened in my life. I can go into my detail, if you care to know, of course.
What am I looking for? Nothing oddly specific. In fact, be yourself. I'm attracted to diverse personalities, and people who are both unlike me, or very like me. Sometimes being able to relate is a blessing or a curse. Depends on what we take from it, I guess. You don't gotta be a 10 in the beauty department, or even a perfect being. I, myself, am not perfect. Infact, come at me with all your imperfections, I bet you I could find something to love about you.
I have a high sex drive, and most people honestly wouldn't even know it. Am I looking for sex? Nah, not looking for it. But I do love it. I love the idea of pleasing the woman that I'm with. You realize things about each other physically that, at the end of it, you come to enjoy about them. If I'm able to physically show you how much I appreciate your existence through sex, then sure. I've got a high sex drive but, I understand not everyone's down for that. Not something I can change about myself sadly lol. I'm not someone who talks about sex like that though. If that's what you wanna talk about, you initiate. I'm all about respecting boundaries, and there's plenty more things to talk about outside of it.
I can be very adventurous with the right person. I like to go on dates and be out with the one I care about. I can also be very attentive to the feelings of my SO, and I do my best to listen. I, of course, would just like the same in my partner. Loyalty and Honesty 100%.
So let's get to know each other, possibly go on a date, and talk about our favorite music, video games, etc.
Pics of me: https://i.imgur.com/PMPBUXQ.jpg
https://imgur.com/a/pHzLDdn
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2020.09.21 15:09 RyomaLightning 27 [M4F] Michigan - Looking for Love/My Best Friend

Hello there! Here I am, writing this post in the hopes that I'll find that someone I've been searching for. It's been a hard search but I'm not giving up just yet.
So a bit about me I suppose:
- I'm 6'0", average/athletic build, short dark brown hair, and brown eyes.
- My ethnicity is Black, Native American, and Puerto Rican. Mostly Black and Native American.
- I game a lot in my spare time. I've got a huge variety when it comes to my taste in video games too. Gaming is a part of my life so I do appreciate my time to myself. But I'll never neglect anyone over it.
- My taste in music is very indiscriminate, so I'm ALWAYS down to listen to new things.
- I'm an introvert. But I'm a great listener and give pretty good advice sometimes. I'm kind of blunt though so it's not for everyone.
- I cuss A LOT in real life. A least around my friends. I've got a leash on it anywhere else.
- I'm very into cuddling. I feel like physical touch is an awesome way to show someone how you feel about them.
- If I sound nonchalant, please don't take it to heart. I'm not good with expressing my thoughts/emotions in words. It's actually pretty hard for me to figure out how to even write this haha.
- I guess adding to the above fact, I'm not very outwardly emotional. For a lot of people, it kind of makes me hard to read and I can understand how that can be kind of frustrating. It stems from some things that have happened in my life. I can go into my detail, if you care to know, of course.
What am I looking for? Nothing oddly specific. In fact, be yourself. I'm attracted to diverse personalities, and people who are both unlike me, or very like me. Sometimes being able to relate is a blessing or a curse. Depends on what we take from it, I guess. You don't gotta be a 10 in the beauty department, or even a perfect being. I, myself, am not perfect. Infact, come at me with all your imperfections, I bet you I could find something to love about you.
I have a high sex drive, and most people honestly wouldn't even know it. Am I looking for sex? Nah, not looking for it. But I do love it. I love the idea of pleasing the woman that I'm with. You realize things about each other physically that, at the end of it, you come to enjoy about them. If I'm able to physically show you how much I appreciate your existence through sex, then sure. I've got a high sex drive but, I understand not everyone's down for that. Not something I can change about myself sadly lol. I'm not someone who talks about sex like that though. If that's what you wanna talk about, you initiate. I'm all about respecting boundaries, and there's plenty more things to talk about outside of it.
I can be very adventurous with the right person. I like to go on dates and be out with the one I care about. I can also be very attentive to the feelings of my SO, and I do my best to listen. I, of course, would just like the same in my partner. Loyalty and Honesty 100%.
So let's get to know each other, possibly go on a date, and talk about our favorite music, video games, etc.
Pics of me: https://i.imgur.com/PMPBUXQ.jpg
https://imgur.com/a/pHzLDdn
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2020.09.18 19:32 throwawaythekeyfacts Report of the absurdity of me being an off-white, (lightskinned) black man in America.

I will start by saying I am a 32 years old cis male, Biracial black and white. 65% white and 34% black, mom is 100% white. I am also slightly albino with lighter skin and hair compared to my twin brother who is darker than me. I look like pale manila.
The main thing is that black people in general can be persecuted unwittingly. Some people are actually not racist, that is what makes racism so bad. So all of the black people have a different view of the world depending on their experience. Law enforcement is a different story, they use your race to identify you, they have mistreated me plenty of times before. People have asked if I speak english! I wish more black people knew they had a right to defend their property to reduce the amount of fear of the courts, it's not about compliance, it's about proving the cop wrong in a court of law. So everywhere is basically a court no matter who you are, if someone killed your mom, you would want the court and cops involved black or white. Racism has many realms and aspects, for me, some of those aspects are simply unbearable alone in my life right now, and I desperately need to vent what is on my mind before I explode. People need to stop tripping out about my mom, looking down on her for having a black son, thoroughly disrespecting her and jumping to conclusions about what happened to make me come alive. Everyone of any race I have met has been racist to me in America, black, white, whatever, in any situation, doctors, school, work etc. People are literally pitting me against people who look like my parents. The worst part is it has really cramped my style of being a human being. Sometimes, the person in question does not know if I am black because of how I act. I look like another race entirely seperate if you didn't know. Sometimes I get screwed over after people find out. When I bring the problem up to other people, they never say anything besides trying to deny it very aggressively. They think I fail in life because I am a loser when in reality people know hybrid genetics are better, and they don't want me to have the same money as them. I never get any matches online for dating from anybody, I never had a relationship from that. At the same time, women who actually have taken the chance to get with me from meeting in person fall for me while lesbian. Women who have been with me freak out and tell their friends I am magic. Everyone I know copies everything I do, but women never initiate with me because they think they know something. One woman who took a chance with me showed me what I was missing out on, I was the most successful I had ever been while I was with her. It was then that I knew that I do desperately need a woman in my life. There does not seem to be many women who look like me even alive in the first place. People have said I looked middle eastern, Puerto Rican, you name the brown skin they think it. Nobody ever consoled me about racism my whole life until last week. Black and white people seem to hate me, and they try to use racism to there advantage on me. Apparently people who look like me were on a higher level than slaves in America and people are now taking that out on me all the time. People then try to say I am not black, completely destroying and disregarding my beloved father. I have accepted that I am going to be lonely my whole life and I have hopes for the future to be different. It seems like people are trying to take my love for life away more and more every day. I guess the weird part is it would be a so-called dating virtue to be black sometimes but women will think I would lie or something. It hurts worse when people ignore me and say my pain is not real, I mean society is literally ripping me apart. Then if I am not careful about what I do about it, society will twistedly and heartlessly turn around and try to say I am the racist. It is super frustrating. Another thing that is for a deeper rant is the push for me to be a homosexual, looking down on that, or not being manly or something, if I was gay I would be, I don't know how else to put it. People judge me for not doing anything about racism while I am being held back all the time!
Thanks for reading.
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2020.09.18 04:16 muffingirl532 I(20F) have been dating my boyfriend(19M) for 3 years, having reoccurring negative feelings from the past.

On mobile, sorry.
So for starters I have been dating my boyfriend for 3 years and about half a year now. In the beginning I could already tell that he would be my best friend and that soon turned us into a couple. I am black and he is Puerto Rican, my parents warned me about how that could be an issue but I didn't want to think about that because our relationship shouldn't have to focus on color. From the start his mom was quite..mean I guess. Once she found out she began to give my boyfriend's number to other girls. That summer they were going to Puerto Rico and she would joke around that he'd find a real girlfriend there. Her and the dad would call me the n word and harsher things that my boyfriend has yet to tell me. I started to break when I would go over his house and they'd leave around the time I was supposed to come over. They left me outside in 10 degree weather or lower multiple times.
Why did I keep going? I was stubborn and by that time I was like family to my boyfriend's siblings and I didn't want to just leave them. One day I told my mom all of the things I had been through, screaming, tears, and just pain. Excruciating pain. And I broke, my depression had gotten so bad that my mom was going to force me to break up with my boyfriend. I started calling myself worthless, saying that it would be easier if I was Hispanic, or if I just wasn't around.
My boyfriend has comforted and stood up for me throughout but he can never fully understand my pain. Over time everything died down and now I'm so happy. We're the strongest that we've ever been. But sometimes everything gets a bit too quiet and my anxiety hits and I can't breathe. My anxiety had gotten so bad before that I couldn't even hear his mother's voice without shaking. Now I get hit with this big sense of sadness and something else that I can't shake. I don't know what to do. Sometimes my mind wanders to the "what ifs". What if I had just walked away? Saved myself that pain and misery. What if I had dated someone who had a family that loved me for me?
I don't take this out on my boyfriend though, it's not his fault that some of his family is like this. I've tried my hardest through the years to not take out my pain on him, he would cry with me and apologize for their actions and it would just break my heart. I need advice. Help, something because it feels like a pit is forming inside of me. I love my boyfriend so much, I don't want to leave him or damage my relationship because of the past. Please help.
tl;dr: boyfriend's family has deeply hurt me and I can't shake off their past actions.
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2020.09.15 00:55 lueyforthethrone Our story and how you just left me during a fucking pandemic

We met in the dorms when I was 19, you were 18 and started dating when I was 20 and you were 19. I didnt think much of it because I was awkward and shy and you were my first boyfriend. We started dating in July 2011, and by October I think was when we first said we loved each other, that fast. In September you supported me when my aunt passed away from cancer. You only dated me for 2 mos at that point and you didnt bail or ditch me, instead you supported me through a very tough loss for me. You were so kind and comforting to me. We kept dating and dorming throughout the years and then you graduated first, got your first job out of college and your first apartment.
You supported me through the stress of college and me doing engineering and studying all the time. It took forever for me to graduate. Then in January of 2014, my mom was diagnosed with lung cancer. You kept supporting me through her diagnosis, all the way until her passing in October 2014. You came to the viewing even though on the way, you literally had food poisoning and vomited/shat yourself and arrived like that to the viewing all embarassed because you loved me and wanted to be there to support me for one of the worst days of my life. You were such a champ even then, when we were 22 and 23. You supported me throughout my whole grieving process with my mom. I was such a mess to be around. I was so self destructive, drank a lot and cried all the time. You gave me the tough love I needed at times but also gave me a shoulder to cry on, and held me while I cried. It was YOU who encouraged me to start therapy. I started therapy and you set me up with the tools to get through the loss of you now. In 2017, I finally graduated and got my first job so we finally moved in together after 6 years of dating, that September. We finally got the dog we were talking about and we already had a cat. We were one pack, the 4 of us. We had a great life living in Brooklyn. We were both young, childless people who were young professionals in a hustle kind of city. We frequented the museums in NYC especially the Brooklyn Museum, Prospect park (our favorite spot), restaurants, concerts, and went on so many family walks with our dog through Brooklyn. We went on vacations, one where you wanted to propose even. We had the life! Not to say we never fought, of course we did but rarely.
In 2018, when we were in bed early morning on the weekend, you got a call from your mom that your cousin was found dead. You were secretly so devastated because you never told me how close you were (your mom told me after you passed) and you never told me your grief of it because you never liked talking about your feelings. Later that year your mom was diagnosed with breast cancer and then your dad checked himself into a psych ward. You were so afraid for your parents but you kept it all in. In the meantime, work was so stressful and demanding and you had all these fears, stresses and sadness eating you up inside. Then in May 2019, I was diagnosed with thyroid cancer and now you had your girlfriend and mom both having cancer and being so scared. You were so calm and strong for me that you kept all this together to make sure I lived last year. The stress of the fucking bureaucracy with the hospital for my treatment was so stressful to you, you yourself got ulcers and colitis. So the stress was physically hurting you. All this time, I was heavily suggesting therapy for you as well. I knew you would benefit like I would because I knew it was a lot to carry. But you saw it as me being inconvenienced and pushing you aside and also saying that talking about your feelings doesnt matter and wont fix anything.
Your mom and I made it through last year and survived cancer. The end of 2019 into New years 2020, we were in Puerto Rico to see your family and we hiked El Yunque 1/1/20. I remember thinking to myself, this year would be way better than last and we'll be ok. Shortly after our trip, you unloaded all your frustrations with me and everything you pent up since last year since I was sick. It was hurtful and I left to stay with a friend but then we spoke and somewhat resolved things. Maybe I shouldnt have left but I was really hurt. We kept living our life as normal, activities on the weekend, walks with our dog, hanging out at home watching netflic, etc. Then quarantine hit and we were both working from home. You worked on the Corona virus pandemic episode for a month straight for your show. The last episode you worked on was the one on Dominic fike and they did a tribute at the end of the episode to you because thats how much you were loved.Your coworkers were so devastated and impacted. Since our January fight, we have been discussing more things we needed to discuss after almost 9 years of dating and talking about an engagement. Our communication was always a problem but I felt like we were making progress this year. We were hashing out our feelings and I thought, working towards the next step which was engagement hopefully next year since this year is terrible. You always told me your New Years dreams came true. Whether the year would be good or bad. You told me "this year would be bad for humanity but good for us", meaning we would be ok. Another time you also told me in bed, how you feel in your heart that you were meant to find me and we were meant to be together. I really fucking believed you when you made those 2 statements. In around April/May of this year, I found out something that I was rightfully allowed to be angry and sad about. We talked and fought about it and you apologized but felt so guilty and you should be. Instead of talking to me becuse you felt like you couldnt (partly my fault), you felt alone and made some bad choices and I was rightfully hurt. Then you started opening up about some personal problems you had. You see, even though we were fighting, you were finally speaking to me and letting me see the real you. Thats all I ever wanted. I loved our ideas about the world, institutions, history, art, music, etc. but you never really let me into your past, your feelings and problems. I recognized the signs that you were depressed because I myself am but I had been in therapy for 4 years at this point thanks to you! So I was really trying to push you to go because I knew you needed help. I literally called 2 psychiatrists the week before for you but it didnt fit with your schedule.
We fought here and there about this particular problem but did you really think I had to not be hurt about it this fast? I even wanted to go to couple's therapy. But overall, I felt genuine hope. July 4th, we got your sisters car and us and our dog drove to Coney Island, Red Hook and Bay ridge. We didnt go to Hometown BBQ even though its your favorite restaurant because they ran out of my item, brisket and you wanted me to enjoy it as well. You were that thoughful. I dont remember much about the week between 7/4-7/11. I cant even remember the last happy memory we had together. 7/11 was a day of all day fighting, that I started over that topic, and I cannot type out the events of that day because I still cant discuss it during therapy.

But sometime in the evening after we fought, I went to the kitchen to play with our dog and when I turned from the kitchen, I saw the dog leash across our bedroom door. I opened up and saw you hung from the doorknob. Mind you I was also drunk. I dont remember how long I stood there screaming and crying until I ran for help from our neighbors. They came in and cut you down and called 911. Had I walked in sooner, maybe you wouldve lived. If I cut you down faster instead of screaming and crying, you might not have been declred brain dead. Well our neighbor called 911 and the EMT's and cops came. I thought you were dead already. So while I was braless, and pantless (because it started off as a normal Saturday), there were about 5 paramedics with you in our bedroom. About 5 cops were asking me questions about what happened. Luckily our neighbor was there to help me speak because I was hysterical. Some dickhead cop even told me "you acting like this doesnt help him". Im sorry fuckhead, how am I not supposed to be hysterical after this? So turns out you were still alive so they had me go with them to the hospital. I contemplated in the ambulance how the fuck to tell your sister and parents. We just saw your sister about 3 weeks ago and we were all so happy.
You were hospitalized from 7-11 to 7-18. I called my best friend to meet me in the ER since she was the closest and made that dreadful call to your sister while I was waiting alone in the ER. That sucked. Then your mom called me and that sucked even more. The 3 of them flew in the next day on Sunday and we stayed with you everyday in the ICU during visiting hours from 12-8. You had an anoxic brain injury so we held onto hope that it wasnt so bad. But then your CT scan was bad, and the neurologists kept seeing barely any brain activity. We took turns seeing you in the ICU and everytime I came to see you, I died some more seeing you ventilated and if you flipped your eyelids, you could see there was no life there. By Thursday 7/16, you were declared brain dead 11 something AM (thats what your death certificate says) and by that night we decided as a family to make you an organ donor.

Friday 7/17 they did all the tests and told us that your going to save 5 lives because you were donating (with us allowing) your heart, lungs, kidney, pancreas and liver. YOur intestines went to medical science for medical advancement. Honey, you were a physically healthy 28 year old and now your saving minimum 5 peoples lives. So that Saturday 7-18 around 5:50PM, me, your parents and sister walked your bed from the ICU with the organ donor team of doctors to the surgery doors where we would forever say goodbye and where your heart would stop. That was the longest 3-5 min of my life. We were all crying and sobbing while your dad played Bob Dylan's Blowin in the Wind. Your mom and I took turns holding your hand and they stopped at the doors to say goodbye. We all had our moment. They let me take my mask off to give you one last kiss. It was on your forehead because your mouth was ventilated. We all hugged and cried and walked away honey while you went on to be a hero. We couldnt save you, but you saved at least 5 people. That night, we celebrated your life, drinking whisky, watching the simpsons and eating puerto rican food. They told us that your heart stopped that night at 9AM 7-18. We had you cremated and I have half your ashes. Your parents took the other half to your home until its safe to fly to give a proper send off with everyone who loved you there present.
Your coworkers were so devastated. Your show did a tribute at the end of the episode, and you were even going to work on Showtime's 'The Circus' this season covering this election. You were so excited for it! They did another dedication for you at the end of the episode because thats how loved and inspirational you were to people. I love you so much, I miss you. I dont know how I am living without you and what for now. You were the love of my life and I cant believe you checked out after a fight. I definately feel like we both acted strange that day and out of character. Im so sorry that the topic of our fight triggered whatever trauma in your past that you briefly discussed with me. I never thought you would do this. I feel like I am suffering now and deserve it.
we almost made it to 9 years honey. 7/31 is our anniversary and we had a trip planned for a cabin upstate to hike with our dog. I broke our lease which was supposed to end September and woulve marked 3 years of living together. It was so hard to walk away from our first and last home together. Besides that day in our bedroom, it was a mostly beauitful place of memories. It is now horror to me and Brooklyn is a place of sorrow for me now. I had to close my eyes while I was crying when my cousin and I drove through our neighborhood while coming back from packing. Seeing the Brooklyn museum, a place you were so excited to revisit after Covid, seeing the outdoor restaurants we had plan for the next week to visit, seeing the neighborohood we would walk through with our dog, its all so painful. Everytime I packed and slowly emptied out our apartment, my heart broke even more. on 8/23 I came with our dog to have a final fairwell and cried and kissed the doorknob where you killed yourself from. I had to walk away without you and my heart is so broken and I miss you and love you so much. Our relationship has been plagued with so much sickness and death but I got through with it with you. What am I supposed to do with this now and how without you? You were my rock. Man I miss you and I want to be with you wherever are.

I am having an existential crisis and feel like I need to make something of your passing. Engineering doesnt drive me anymore and I need to get your ideas out there and help the world like you wouldve wanted. Please visit me in my dreams :(

R.I.P. JGVR, I fucking love you and always will. I'm so sorry and hope we find each other one day.
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2020.09.11 06:27 jirejire12 I’m Korean and he’s Colombian & Puerto Rican. Friends for 7 years, dating 4 years, and soulmates for life. 🥰🇰🇷🇨🇴🇵🇷

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2020.09.10 22:09 anythingworx23 Every Season in Hell's Kitchen Ranked! (8th Place)

I don't normally yee-haw, but this, is a fucking yee-haw. Welcome back, everybody! This time around, we're gonna be talking about the flawed masterpiece that is Season 18, Rookies vs. Veterans! Let's jump right in!
Eliminations: In my honest to God opinion, the eliminations during this season all actually fucking made sense! HALLELUJAH. Anyways, I don't need to explain the bottom 4, T deserved to go over Heather, Gizzy and Roe were getting 11th/10th regardless of the Black Jacket Challenge, Scotley, Jose, and Trev's elimination order made for a compelling story arc, and Kanae didn't deserve a black jacket. Yup, there we go, I said it. Otherwise, Heather getting 5th place made sense, the vastly overrated Motto deserved 4th, and Bret/Mia were interchangeable for 3rd/2nd. Neither of them were beating Ariel, and Mia being a finalist makes sense in some regards, in my honest to God opinion, despite me preferring Bret more.
Talent: A bit mixed for this season, for sure. Scott and Jen may have been the worst of the worst, but some of the lower card people weren't that bad. With Kevin only not doing well because of his lack of passion, Roe being alright this time around instead of outright terrible, and Chris being pretty bad, but found his moments of fame and had his award winning-challenge dish to let him leave off on a good note. Obviously, T under-performing and acting like a bitch for no real reason was incredibly insulting, and Gizzy performing better as she lost her cockiness and overall confidence was very confusing, but they too at least got their moments. Scotley (ugh) and Jose were pretty decent, but had outright terrible performances that cannot be excused whatsoever, and the same thing goes for Trev, although his highs were less than the former two and his lows weren't as low. Kanae, in my opinion, is an overrated mess who never quite found her stride despite her creativity, and was generally inconsistent across the board. That said, yes, I do believe that Heather was the correct 5th placer despite her less creative Black Jacket Challenge dish, and Kanae really had zero chance of making it past 5th, to be fair.
Personality: Another mixed bag, but I think that these rag-tag of douchebags made for more compelling stories than Season 8, overall. Scott's inability to do ANYTHING right was hilarious, Jen's very quick descent into madness was entertaining, especially if you've already seen Season 4, and Kevin's regret for coming back sank our hearts very quickly. More emotionally speaking, despite Chris not being very good, it was frustrating and heart-wrenching to see somebody be forced out because of mental issues. Coming from somebody who struggles with depression everyday, I heard Chris' story from the heart, and seeing him go really made the Men's sole win feel that much more special, in all honesty. It was also upsetting seeing Gizzy go, because a lack of confidence kills people on the inside everyday, and it only sucks that much more when Gizzy was FINALLY actually getting pretty good in her run. I don't have much to say about Roe, and T just turned into a bitch in her final episode for some reason and it put a damper on who I already thought was a relatively overrated contestant, in my honest opinion. Scotley's a fucking immature prick who acts like a damn high schooler, who sits on his ass all day "MAKING SNACKS" while the rest of his team busts ass for punishment. Jose's not much better, and while he was pretty kind, the bullying against Trev that he joined only left a sour taste in my mouth for another contestant who I personally find to be overrated. On that note, Trev! Was he an even bigger annoyance to his team this season? Yes. Was he running his mouth when he should've accepted responsibility for his mistakes? Absolutely. However, was he the absolute best of the best this season when it came to being funny as shit with his promos and nonchalant sarcasm? Oh, you'd better bet your fucking ass he was! Absolutely loved Trev on Season 8, and this season only cemented why I liked him so much in the first place. Oh, and Kanae was okay, nothing special at all.
Black Jackets: Heather deserved the black jacket over Kanae, plain and simple. Heather was more consistent across the board when it came to both services AND challenges, and was clearly more adept to running in a brigade than Kanae was despite the final Black Jacket Challenge, well, um... "challenge" proving her creativity to be at an all time-low. Anyways, hot take, Motto isn't that good. His services were really inconsistent, his "claim to fame" challenges never really struck out as anything spectacular outside of once, and he's generally overrated for some damn reason that I've never been able to quite figure out. His personality is okay, but I never really found him endearing either, despite his passionate plea at the very end. Bret was pretty good in services as well as challenges despite him making some screw-ups in the latter, and his personality was even more off the wall than last time, which I can enjoy. Now, should he have dropped the N-bomb? No, he shouldn't've. However, given where and when he grew up, I highly doubt Bret's anything close to a damn racist. Mia gets a lot of hate as well, but at the same time she could be funny as points and had legitimate points when it came to calling out Trev and Chris for not being very good. She was also fucking amazing in challenges, and holds the best challenge record of ANY contestant in the history of the show, and she's a damn personal chef! Now, were her services a little iffy here and there? Yes. Was her finale performance pitiful? Also yes, however, her being a finalist is understandable, even if, again, I prefer Bret much much more. I could've done without the Puerto-Rican spam, though.
The Winner: Ariel basically had an amazing run despite a pretty bad service and one or two meh challenges, and she more than made up for it with her amazing leadership and ability to make Mia good on the line, somehow. Absolutely one of the best winners to date, and she most definitely deserved this win.
The Rest: This season had some issues when it came to team balancing, and the fact that they got rid of the Rookies vs. Veterans format was so fucking pants-on-head retarded that it absolutely blew my mind. Not to mention that this season feels pretty cookie-cutter at times, but that in of itself isn't ALWAYS bad, it's just that Season got of lost its steam after the whole Trev vs. The World angle.
Grade: B
Hint: HOLY FUCK THE TOXICITY!
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2020.09.09 23:41 hfranco2016 I’m Korean and he’s Colombian & Puerto Rican. Friends for 7 years, dating 4 years, and soulmates for life. 🥰🇰🇷🇨🇴🇵🇷

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2020.09.08 09:32 RyomaLightning 27 [M4F] Michigan - Looking for my Player 2

Hello there! Here I am, writing this post in the hopes that I'll find that someone I've been searching for. It's been a hard search but I'm not giving up just yet.
So a bit about me I suppose:
- I'm 6'0", average/athletic build, short dark brown hair, and brown eyes.
- My ethnicity is Black, Native American, and Puerto Rican. Mostly Black and Native American.
- I game a lot in my spare time. I've got a huge variety when it comes to my taste in video games too. Gaming is a part of my life so I do appreciate my time to myself. But I'll never neglect anyone over it.
- My taste in music is very indiscriminate, so I'm ALWAYS down to listen to new things.
- I'm an introvert. But I'm a great listener and give pretty good advice sometimes. I'm kind of blunt though so it's not for everyone.
- I cuss A LOT in real life. A least around my friends. I've got a leash on it anywhere else.
- I'm very into cuddling. I feel like physical touch is an awesome way to show someone how you feel about them.
- If I sound nonchalant, please don't take it to heart. I'm not good with expressing my thoughts/emotions in words. It's actually pretty hard for me to figure out how to even write this haha.
- I guess adding to the above fact, I'm not very outwardly emotional. For a lot of people, it kind of makes me hard to read and I can understand how that can be kind of frustrating. It stems from some things that have happened in my life. I can go into my detail, if you care to know, of course.
What am I looking for? Nothing oddly specific. In fact, be yourself. I'm attracted to diverse personalities, and people who are both unlike me, or very like me. Sometimes being able to relate is a blessing or a curse. Depends on what we take from it, I guess. You don't gotta be a 10 in the beauty department, or even a perfect being. I, myself, am not perfect. Infact, come at me with all your imperfections, I bet you I could find something to love about you.
I have a high sex drive, and most people honestly wouldn't even know it. Am I looking for sex? Nah, not looking for it. But I do love it. I love the idea of pleasing the woman that I'm with. You realize things about each other physically that, at the end of it, you come to enjoy about them. If I'm able to physically show you how much I appreciate your existence through sex, then sure. I've got a high sex drive but, I understand not everyone's down for that. Not something I can change about myself sadly lol. I'm not someone who talks about sex like that though. If that's what you wanna talk about, you initiate. I'm all about respecting boundaries, and there's plenty more things to talk about outside of it.
I can be very adventurous with the right person. I like to go on dates and be out with the one I care about. I can also be very attentive to the feelings of my SO, and I do my best to listen. I, of course, would just like the same in my partner. Loyalty and Honesty 100%.
So let's get to know each other, possibly go on a date, and talk about our favorite music, video games, etc.
Pics of me: https://i.imgur.com/PMPBUXQ.jpg
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2020.09.08 09:31 RyomaLightning 27 [M4F] Michigan - Looking for my Player 2

Hello there! Here I am, writing this post in the hopes that I'll find that someone I've been searching for. It's been a hard search but I'm not giving up just yet.
So a bit about me I suppose:
- I'm 6'0", average/athletic build, short dark brown hair, and brown eyes.
- My ethnicity is Black, Native American, and Puerto Rican. Mostly Black and Native American.
- I game a lot in my spare time. I've got a huge variety when it comes to my taste in video games too. Gaming is a part of my life so I do appreciate my time to myself. But I'll never neglect anyone over it.
- My taste in music is very indiscriminate, so I'm ALWAYS down to listen to new things.
- I'm an introvert. But I'm a great listener and give pretty good advice sometimes. I'm kind of blunt though so it's not for everyone.
- I cuss A LOT in real life. A least around my friends. I've got a leash on it anywhere else.
- I'm very into cuddling. I feel like physical touch is an awesome way to show someone how you feel about them.
- If I sound nonchalant, please don't take it to heart. I'm not good with expressing my thoughts/emotions in words. It's actually pretty hard for me to figure out how to even write this haha.
- I guess adding to the above fact, I'm not very outwardly emotional. For a lot of people, it kind of makes me hard to read and I can understand how that can be kind of frustrating. It stems from some things that have happened in my life. I can go into my detail, if you care to know, of course.
What am I looking for? Nothing oddly specific. In fact, be yourself. I'm attracted to diverse personalities, and people who are both unlike me, or very like me. Sometimes being able to relate is a blessing or a curse. Depends on what we take from it, I guess. You don't gotta be a 10 in the beauty department, or even a perfect being. I, myself, am not perfect. Infact, come at me with all your imperfections, I bet you I could find something to love about you.
I have a high sex drive, and most people honestly wouldn't even know it. Am I looking for sex? Nah, not looking for it. But I do love it. I love the idea of pleasing the woman that I'm with. You realize things about each other physically that, at the end of it, you come to enjoy about them. If I'm able to physically show you how much I appreciate your existence through sex, then sure. I've got a high sex drive but, I understand not everyone's down for that. Not something I can change about myself sadly lol. I'm not someone who talks about sex like that though. If that's what you wanna talk about, you initiate. I'm all about respecting boundaries, and there's plenty more things to talk about outside of it.
I can be very adventurous with the right person. I like to go on dates and be out with the one I care about. I can also be very attentive to the feelings of my SO, and I do my best to listen. I, of course, would just like the same in my partner. Loyalty and Honesty 100%.
So let's get to know each other, possibly go on a date, and talk about our favorite music, video games, etc.
Pics of me: https://i.imgur.com/PMPBUXQ.jpg
https://imgur.com/a/pHzLDdn
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2020.08.21 16:34 AMoonWalked Gaslight

Day 31: Happy one month anniversary to us. To me. To my beautiful, naïve, Puerto-Rican angel who rides the 6 Line from 77th Street to Astor Place Monday through Friday: Camille. Who walks, eyes up through the city, past the disgusting street people and their unstructured lives. Who is gloriously, perfectly, naturally… symmetrical.
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Save As: Camille, 24. Save To: Obsessions. Close the computer and grip the desk in anger before marveling at the symmetry of it. The unblemished laptop directly in the middle of the glossy white plane, a single cord extending out of it and over the precipice, down the wall into a single plug. Try not to think about the wall behind me, twenty-three framed pieces of paper, each with a different name written by a different hand. The shrine aching for an even number to make it all match. The asymmetry is hunched over my shoulders like some great ape, a suffocating presence in my own home.
Retreat. I retreat to my bedroom, knock three times on the door frame and lay down on my bed. I rest myself on the one pillow in the middle and try to blot out the day, to ignore the distraction that put me in my current state. Camille was there, taking the subway like she always does, and I was therehalf a car away, watching her. We are to the part of the game where I make myself more known, inserting myself into her peripheral vision until, like a fleck of sand caught in the eye she can no longer ignore me. Plans. The plan was for it to happen today, for her to finely turn to me as her subconscious alerted her, but no. I was distracted. Forced to be distracted by that horrible thing, that disgusting girl.
She had the audacity to sit across from me while I watched my princess sway with the movements of the subway, an unaware dancer performing for me. But something told me to turn my head, and my eyes were drawn across the aisle to the thin creature perched on the bright plastic seat, her legs drawn up to her chest. I was immediately overcome with a sense of revulsion- that this thing could exist in the same space as an angel like Camille was an abomination.
But my revulsion would not allow me to turn away. That’s why I missed Camille leaving the train. Normally my eyes would follow her hungrily as she worked her way through the faceless masses and up the stairs to New York’s streets above. Then it was a block to her little apartment. But today my eyes were stuck elsewhere, my skin covered in goosebumps. The girl across from me had short, brown, patchy hair protruding in every direction from her head. There were scars covering all the skin I could see, including a puckered wound on her arm that looked like some creature had bitten her. I don’t know what her eyes were like behind her yellow rimmed sunglasses, but she always had her turned to the right, like some sort of hawk observing prey. Even with her head turned like that, I could feel her gaze on me, boring into me. It made my skin crawl in a way I couldn’t quite put together.
When I finally got off on my stop and could feel myself breathe again, I looked back at her in the window. Her head was still turned, but she was smiling a mixture of real and metal teeth. It felt like the smile was for me. It turned my stomach in a way I didn’t expect. My feet had me nearly running the couple blocks home to my apartment, stopping only to touch the requisite things along the way, like the walk buttons I had to press twice each. I tried to just go by the first one, but I found myself waiting to pass back over the street just to deal with the aching compulsion screaming its way into my fingertips. After the ordeal was over and I was safely locked in my apartment, after I knocked against the inside of the door frame three times, I was finally able to scour myself in the heat of the shower. I stayed in there until the water ran cold and my skin burned from scrubbing. Just to get the thought of her off of me. It wasn’t until then that I could sit and write about watching Camille, file her away where she belonged, among the others like her. I wasn’t going to let the girl on the train ruin the important part of my relationship with my angel.
I dream of my childhood. I dream of killing rabbits.
The next morning brought more peace of mind. I was able to block out the girl on the train as a bad moment in an otherwise fruitful day. The chances that I would see her again were slim to none. Besides, it was a Thursday, which was always nice when following Camille. On Thursdays she liked to go the Starbucks on the corners of St. Marks and 1st Ave. and grab a drink to sip on while she worked outside in the park. Grande Pike, cream, no sugar. Same thing every time, a romantic sign of a well-ordered mind. Uncluttered. I enjoy watching her from a distance, but today I get to be closer, just a few benches down. I want her to notice me, to become uncomfortably aware of the man who has been her shadow for a month now. It should be a very nice day.
Stepping out on to the filthy streets of New York City is always difficult for me. I can barely stand the dirt and grime, but it’s the best place in the world for pursuing my passions. It’s easy enough to disappear into a crowd of millions and even easier to find the symmetrical angels I love to pursue. Overwhelming at first. Too many to choose from. But then… then I realized I had all the time I needed. I didn’t have to be as careful as I was in Texas. I would neither deplete my stock, nor run too high a risk of being caught. It was enough to bring a smile to my face, put a bounce in my step.
The sun was bright as I made my way into the park. I took my left hand from my pocket; the hand that doesn’t compulsively knock on doorways or press walk buttons, the clean hand, and wiped my left eye. It was strange, it was slightly irritating, like I’d focused too hard. The pressure of the hand helped, but the feeling was enough to dampen the day a bit. What should have been a nice afternoon sidling closer to Camille was going to be marred by imperfection. It felt like my incomplete living room, the specter of asymmetry leaning against me and my shoulders. But there was nothing I could do about this asymmetry, I couldn’t even pinpoint where it was coming from. The faces passing by on their afternoon strolls gave no clues. But each face built my annoyance and anxiety into anger, the various imperfections cascading as the parade of the ugly and deformed passed me by. I gulp in the air and hold it. Slowly release. Try to get my shoulders to loosen. Think happier thoughts. Think about your hobbies. That’s my therapist’s voice in my head. She was useful, when I could stand to look at her.
Happier thoughts do come as I wait on my bench. It’s the most recent angel who comes to mind as I sit in the sunlight, the sublime Amira. It had been so hard to figure out what to do with her, the paleness of the skin on her neck would have been ruined by my hands… I have to lean forward so no one can see how excited I’m getting. For a moment, it’s bliss. Then the bliss compounds as I see the bouncing step of Camille coming through the park, alone, listening to headphones. I hold my breath as she turns her head and sees me, looks right at me. I stare back as her gaze rests on me, questioning whether or not she’s seen me before. Then, when she blinks, I look away, make her think she was imagining it. She catches me staring at her again and again over the hour, each time looking more confused and uncomfortable. It’s bliss. And I catch her staring too, trying to figure out who I am when I’m turned away.
Then it happens again. The feeling like something is wrong with my eye. Like I’ve got something stuck in it. I want to whip my head around and find who is invading me, go and bury my little pen knife into their guts and shake it around, leave them bleeding out in the park. But I can’t do that. Can’t be caught. That lapse in concentration is all it takes for Camille to escape from our little game. To move away from the well of gravity I was crafting between us. Exhale. There’s some kid with a shaved head sitting on the tennis court. They look familiar. I can’t tell if it’s a boy or girl, but they’re wearing a yellow jacket. My brain tickles and I think it must be because of how angry I am that my time with Camille has been ruined again. Especially as we draw closer to our special night together.
Smoothing the wrinkles in my pants gives my perfect prey enough of a head-start that I can follow her at just the right distance to be seen and unseen. She looks spooked. Maybe she is spooked. Maybe we should meet tonight. So many maybes. I hate not being certain, but it would be nice to have my wall evened out again. The ivory handled razor in my pocket sings, it doesn’t want to wait either. She glances back at me as I weave between people in the crowd, disappearing from sight and reappearing, looking at her over the shoulders of strangers, my breath catching in my throat. But even this feels marred as I find myself looking over my own shoulder, searching for something I don’t understand. Like something only my instincts can recognize, my hair stands on end. A college animal science professor told us that poison wears bright colors. A loud school bus idles at the light next to me, belching its exhaust across the street. I don’t know if I’m making a mistake out of fear, out of feeling cornered.
My feet keep me moving past Camille’s office building as she turns into it, casting a glance back and catching just the hint of my smile. Then it’s waiting, just for a few hours. I’ve waited for longer. But something about the wait leaves me feeling antsy, anxious. The cloud that has darkened my day earlier is still dimming my doorstep. The faces around me are disgusting fleshy mounds, grotesqueries. They don’t deserve to be around the symmetric beauties I’ve discovered in their sea of shambling skins. The thought filled me with rage. I felt small again. Like a trapped animal. Or the animals I trapped. The rabbits whose necks I’d snap when I found their imperfections. Then the cats. The dogs. The first little boy who drowned. I’d never felt like them before. I hated it. But there was no reason. All of the faces around me were different. No one looked like anyone I’d seen before. The rage I felt caused me to slam my shoe onto the flowering daffodils growing from the crack. It felt good.
But I endured. And when Camille came back out, I was ready. The sun was low and gone. A cabby in his taxi stared at me questioningly as I lounged on the sidewalk, looking down towards Camille’s building. The yellow of his vehicle was loud and distracting. She said goodbye to faces who didn’t matter and made her way down the avenue. I walked quickly until I caught up with her. She didn’t notice me at first, but when her head turned and her eyes widened… I wish I could have captured it right then, pulled her scared skin right off her face. Her eyes were like deer eyes, and I knew she wanted to run, but I’d played that game before and I’d already done my chasing. With a subtle nod I directed her eyes to the pen knife in my hand and shook my head, no. It was enough. Tears filled her eyes and that made it even better for me, her perfection unraveling in front of me, but not ever being totally destroyed. People are dumb. She thought there was still some way out of this for her, as long as she behaved.
We sat together on the subway, my arm wrapped around her shoulder as she whispered, “Please, please. Just let me go. You can have everything I have. I won’t call the cops, please…” I liked this part, but I already had what I wanted. I told her that and smiled, my bleach white teeth like tombstones in my mouth. The seats of the subway car are a dirty yellow, but I don’t feel my normal compulsions with her. No need to knock on the walls or clean anything. No, she’s perfect.
We ride the line for as long as it will go, and then we walk, my arm around her shoulder as we make for something a bit more private. The bodega on the corner ahead of us has a sale on for bright citrus. The hair on my neck is on end, but I don’t care. I’m close to getting what I want. Camille has stopped doing anything other than shuffling along with me, like a cow being led into the slaughterhouse, meek and docile. A dark alley ahead of us calls to me. Her breathing gets more shallow as I lead her from the light into the darkness. She is crying, and I love it. I want to make sure she’s crying until I’m done cutting, the razor helps with that. It’s so precise. But first things first, her name! Horror contorts her face as I dig into my pockets for a piece of my nice paper and a pen. Her back is against the wall, getting dirty no doubt, something which does rankle me. But we made it, my angel and me. And things must be done in their proper order. “Sign your name, please. Right in the middle.” I tap the fine paper and watch as her hand moves in shaky loops, a small bit of hope in her eyes. They always get that hope, as if I’d ever stop with just a signature.
After she’s done, she hands the paper back to me. Her name is a beautiful series of loops, slanted towards the left like they were lazy! With careful consideration, I place the paper into an envelope and then into my jacket pocket. The elation of returning with the piece that will make my wall even is dwarfed by the excitement for what comes next. My tongue slides slowly along the sharp ridge of my teeth as I reach into the pocket where I keep the razor, making sure I stay in Camille’s space so she can’t run and get our date short. The dumpster next to me has a yellow hazard symbol on it. I feel like a rabbit again.
Watching my hand lead the opened razor towards Camille’s skin is almost too much to bear, waiting for it to carve the new shapes into her. The moment before it makes contact, I look into her eyes, waiting for the moment of pain to come… but she isn’t looking at me. My first instinct is to turn, but it’s too late. Something hard smashes into my side and I’m tossed to the ground. Then there is a flash of yellow and I see the source of my anxiety- the asymmetrical girl from the train. With the short hair, the scars, but no glasses tonight. Just an empty hole where one of her eyes should have been. She’s smiling during my last moment of consciousness before she slams something hard into my head and everything goes black.
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I’m only out for a few moments, but it’s enough to see the horrible girl in yellow brushing off Camille and helping her on the way. Camille said something to her, fear still in her eyes, and the horrible girl laughed and stuck a hand out. I got to my knees and began moving away from them down the alley escaping, but I heard what she said, “My name is Princess.”
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2020.08.20 18:37 rlmama In Search Of Mediums With Experience: Please Help Me! *Serious Post*

Please help me!! I might have agreed to something/am being harassed/going crazy, and now I don’t know what to do, and I’m in over my head.
I don’t know the proper terms for anything or how to do this, so I’m sorry in advance, and I know that many people will read this post and think I just made it all up or I’m nuts (I will note this is possible because I’m bipolar 1- and have other undiagnosed mental issues related to childhood trauma- which can make some experience auditory hallucinations and other similar psychosis... so be honest if it sounds like I need to take my antipsychotics again LOL-no, but, really) ... but I only fucking wish that were the case...
To sum it up someone/s or something realized I could hear and sense or notice them and they want my help/attention/soul I don’t fucking know but long story short I need help from someone who knows wtf is going on here.
Let me explain...
I’ve always been very sensitive to the spirit world/other dimensions and have had many interactions throughout my life; enough to make me interested in studying certain practices related, specifically tarot cards and vision seeking. But it never really turned into anything because I was a busy kid/teen. I was never in a situation where I had to face anything specific or recurring, but I experienced enough to make me believe. Any interactions I had were isolated incidents and so I was able to live my life as normally as someone like me can live.
Anyways, everything all really started when we moved into our current apartment in 2017...
Some, I believe, necessary background information on the area we moved into (and this part really might sound like bullshit but I fucking kid you not):
It’s considered one of the first “historic district” and is over 300 years old. It’s a little neighborhood along this river with all these weird cobbled one way streets and pre-revolutionary homes- I mean, they literally have the year the house was build stamped right on the front of every building down here, they make a big deal about it.
Here is a brief rundown:
It was originally home to native Americans because humans just tend to settle on riverbanks. It’s rumored to be a sacred burial ground, and according to those in the historical society that I know, it likely is but there is no way of knowing for sure (more on that later).
In the 1600s it became a small settlement of Dutch, mainly merchants (fur was big) eventually becoming under British control.
Late 1600’s, a troop of French military and a huge tribe of their native allies absolutely massacred the whole little village, killing every man, woman, and child (all civilians) and then they burned the whole fuck (most of it at least) to the ground. The area was rebuilt by the few survivors and new settlers, directly over the ash and bones.
Then in 1819 a huge fire (I know again, right?) burned the whole fuck to the ground. Very few buildings predate 1819/survived.
We used a metal detector in our yard one day and I very quickly found an iron toy soldier wearing civil war uniforms, and other indications of the families that lived and died here. I was horrified to discover that, when the setting was at its most sensitive, the metal detector screamed at the whole yard. After some investigation I realized, about six inches down, was an entire layer of coal and char. I did not use the metal detector again after that.
So basically, it’s really old and really full of death and destruction and suffering.
This whole neighborhood fucking bubbles with residual energy. I feel eyes, and hands, and winds that aren’t there just walking down the street.
There are also these huge churches on every fucking corner that are also a part of the old settlement (these are some buildings that survived the fire and date back to 1600s) and each has multiple grave sites/burial sites that seem to spill beyond where they should and have no rhyme or reason, just like the streets.
I’ve ALWAYS felt weird and heard things in this area but I never thought it through until we moved into this house.
The house was built in 1830, right over top of that layer of coal. I have always felt weird since the moment I walked in.
The first thing that happened was my first day here. My mother and I were nailing up our protection hexes above the doorways, and at that precise moment that the nail entered the wall, we heard a fucking horrifying monstedemon growl coming from what sounded like IN THE WALL directly where we put up our hex. After that, we heard it (I think) flee right out through the front door.
I was fucking shook, but I brushed it off because I had to live here and I had to get over it. My mother told herself it was a rabid animal at our front door that disappeared into the night and I didn’t think about it. The energy was decidedly less dark in the home after it left, so I was able to be comfortable for some time.
For a while it seemed like everything was fine... I had prayed for protection and used sage to cleanse every room and it was quiet and I didn’t even feel anything either...
It all started after I did a tarot card reading, one of my very first, in an attempt to see insights into my future. I had done it before at my previous home and never experienced anything after the fact.
I read I was supposed to cleanse the cards with sage and bless them and I did all that, I think, but it was all just for fun... again I admit I don’t know what I’m doing. I was raised with no religion, my mother describing us loosely as “agnostic” anytime anyone asked, and it’s come around full circle to me not knowing who I am, what I believe, or what the fuck to do here.
My boyfriend lives with me and my mom and he humors my “being a witch” as he says, but never really believed in much before me. After the 10th time I predicted, either from dreams or out of the blue visions, huge (usually bad) things that happened in our lives, he started to believe more...
Well when I did the reading it was so scary accurate, and with each flip of a card the energy grew heavier, so much so that my boyfriend catapulted himself out of his chair, freaked out, and almost left (almost broke up with me even!) because he said he felt a change in the room and something there. He was raised by a VERY catholic Puerto Rican woman who always said all things even close to tarot cards was demonic, and he really was visibly the most terrified I can remember ever seeing him.
I put them away and promised him I decided I wouldn’t do it again... but it was too late because they, whoever this is, noticed me, and noticed that I noticed them.
The vast majority of times they come is when I’m home alone. It always centers around the kitchen.
I used to study for hours at the table alone and the first thing I started noticing was my name being whispered in my ear over and over and over, as if by a sea of voices... for a time I convinced myself it was in my head, but it got so deafening one day that I finally stood up and addressed them out loud.
I lit some sage and prayed for protection from the higher powers and I said something along the lines of “please leave me alone, I have too much going on, my head is too messy, I can’t help you right now. One day I can help you when I’m ready but only if you leave me alone right now”.
For whatever reason, this worked. Life was back to normal and I almost even forgot it ever happened/convinced myself it was in my head.
I got pregnant and dropped out of college while my boyfriend worked on his degree. My son was born about two years after we moved in, and at the time, my boyfriend was finishing school in nyc.
Fast forward to now, he’s moved home to finish school locally with his family, and we’re ready to move out of this place, mostly because we need more space, but also I’m fucking done with this house and area.
So we begun to talk aloud about leaving and the energy changed... I don’t know if that’s related but it was noticeable. Also maybe import to note, around this time I stopped taking all of my antidepressants and antipsychotics...
And, also, our entire street (and a few of the other ones in the neighborhood) got totally ripped up, dug out, and our houses were connected to the cities water pipes and then repaved for the first time in hundreds of years.
After speaking to the construction men (this process took over a year, and we live on a one way, so we got to know them well) one of them, who was particularly friendly with me, went on to tell me, even though he was “not authorized to”, that he and others had found numerous hand carved arrow heads, pottery and what looked like human bones.
“Wow, cool” I said, trying to not let my abject horror show in my facial expression... so yeah maybe this disruption has something to do with it too, idk... anyways...
My son is almost 2 and now I think they’ve begun to try to get my attention through interacting with him because for so long I was able to get away with brushing it all off/shutting it down because I was the only one in the house they were bothering. It is almost as if they are desperate for my help now because they know I’m planning on leaving...
So, another thing, stupid me tried to (sorta?) astral project one night in the Spring and found my way to what seemed like some other dimension/plane in a government type building made completely out of gold.
I was following a man down this hall and we walked into this cavernous golden room that felt ANCIENT, and every inch of wall was covered in what looked like drawers, but they were all different sizes and there were countless. He walked to this ornate drawer and opened it: it was filled with what looked like millions of papers. He pulled out the first sheet of paper and I saw my name on it... then it all went to static.
I did not try it again and do not plan to any time soon but I’m glad I’ve continued to always pray to all the powers for protection at least... was it all my imagination??
Now that last bit could just be me being crazy/totally unrelated, but I don’t think it is. And let me pause to say, again, I am 10000000% serious.
After that, I think they all SAW me.
I believe there are a few spirits attached to this specific property/home (especially a small child/baby who never makes me feel anything but sadness) but after that meditation, projection, delusion, whatever you wanna fucking call it: they became more insistent and more varied, and always seemed to come from outside- which was new.
I started hearing my name again, feeling them there. I wake up with random bruises in places I definitely would remember hurting OFTEN (this could be unrelated as I have a long and complicated list of health issues) multiple times a week. Lights turn on and off on their own, alarms and buttons on the kitchen appliances are set off out of thin air, and I swear sometimes I leave the room and come back to see things moved. The lights will flicker, and power surges happen at random... one time our brand new tv began changing the volume up and down on its own but it hasn’t happened since so we didn’t return it...
Our other electronics started acting up. Our phones weren’t getting service, LTE, or WiFi randomly and often for a while. We called all the numbers you’re supposed to and nothing was wrong on their end, and our phones worked perfectly everywhere else.. Apple headphones acting up, changing songs on Spotify, hanging up on people randomly, opening Siri, but they work just fine everywhere else. The video monitor we use to watch my son while he naps upstairs will suddenly have no signal, turn back on, and repeat for a while until it just stops, or focus/unfocus on something walking up to my sons crib shudders and tries not to throw up... none of this happened until this year, and it’s just getting worse.
My son is almost 2 and I’m desperate to leave now, especially because they keep showing themselves to him. It happens all the time, I see him see something and I say over and over “who’s there baby?” And he usually looks nervous, because he’s shy, but then he will fucking wave at them. Or he will say “hi”. This happens all the time. And my son is a smart kid he doesn’t just wave at thin air for no reason unprompted. There is one spirit who is always making him laugh (I believe it’s a little boy) which I don’t mind much but the others... It’s only ever been in this house. And I need this all to stop.
There’s been multiple occasions where I’m convinced he saw something I didn’t see, and suddenly screamed in pure terror, or was awoken from his nap or sleep similarly. After I picked him up, each time, he looked back at the same place (the kitchen, almost always, or our room directly above the kitchen) and I kid you not, I feel like I see my son’s eyeballs fucking focus on some shit I can’t see. And I don’t FUCK with how scared he looks.
I can never see anything really, beyond human shapes in the corners of my eyes or a flash of something in a mirror... I always feel it though... or see the way they move the environment... whatever it is, however it works, it’s not always there I don’t think... at least I can’t always feel it there. But every time I do feel it, it seeps into the room very suddenly, as if it came from somewhere else.
Now I’m worried it’s not just someone/s attached to the property/house that burned down but that all the spirits in the area are coming for us, or me, now.
A month ago it all began to be too much for me.
They are being so fucking persistent and I need them to stop because I don’t know what they want or how to help. The moving talk really has began in earnest, I’ve been off meds a couple months, and whatever it is, they’re getting abrasive.
First, my son and I were alone in the house, in the kitchen while he had lunch. The radio was on. I hear boots upstairs and I tell myself it’s our next door neighbor who lives in the other half of the house. Then a light in the living room flickered and I felt a presence sweep into the room.
Now this is a little gross but there is this cobweb we have hanging from this light in our kitchen that has been there for ages, all three of us too lazy to take the two seconds to get the string of cobweb down. For as long as I’ve ever looked at it, it hangs straight down because gravity, right?
So after this presence comes in, this fucker starts swinging around like a fucking hurricane was coming. I looked around to make sure I didn’t have a fan or the ac going and the windows were closed so it wasn’t a breeze...
It always seems to go to the corner of the kitchen next to the door to the backyard and the reason I say so is because my son’s gaze fucking followed this thing. But even without his confirmation I can feel them go that way.
So I’m watching in horror as my son waves back and says “hi” to wherever the fuck it is, and I look up to see that, now the cobweb is not swinging at all, but it’s literally hanging at like a 45 degree angle- that is not at all possible with the existence of gravity- pointed in the direction of this energy.
I picked up some sage and started blessing the room and my son because at this point I’m very scared.
The next incident happened when my boyfriend and I were, again, in the kitchen, and we were talking about something related to this whole thing and, again, the lights in the living room flicker on and off a few times and then something sweeps into the room and I swear I think they went through me because I was suddenly freezing, weak, covered in goosebumps, and it was such a vivid indescribable feeling that I even mentioned it immediately to my boyfriend who always wants go upstairs and pretend it didn’t happen. I’m still convinced they did this on purpose.
Even my boyfriend, a self-proclaimed catholic skeptic, has begun to feel them around us, after one time he said he was cornered in our shower by something.. but nothing was there. This bathroom is also, directly above the kitchen because it’s attached to our room.
And I’m here asking for help telling this story because today it just went too far...
My son wakes up SOBBING. I was listening to music with headphones while cleaning and packing to go away for the weekend, but I turned it down and took one ear out so I could hear and talk to my son when I got him from our room.
We go downstairs and it’s business as usual: I didn’t notice anything at first and I began to start making his lunch (I was in a great mood and distracted by my favorite music).
Then, I hear what sounds like a baby crying. Like a very small baby, a sound which I’m very familiar with, having just had a tiny baby myself. And it was loud.
I stop my music, take the other ear piece out, and listened again. I looked outside and all around and out the windows and next door and then I realized... it came from the static in the video monitor that I hadn’t remembered to turn off yet...
I turned my music back up and turned the monitor off quickly. I often hear conversations, whispers, and noises so I pushed past it, never trying to listen.
We were in the kitchen, standing next to the door to outside, directly in the corner that sees the most activity, and I was getting something from a cupboard when I hear heavy footsteps in boots walking in what sounds like the basement. I am familiar with this noise because we’ve often had plumbers, mechanics, our landlord doing work and my neighbor occasionally smokes his blunts down there. So I don’t think anything of it. This was immediately after the monitor was turned off, but I also had the radio and the tv going so there was a lot of energy that could have been drawn.
The footsteps I could have brushed off as just noise from the neighbor, but as it got closer suddenly I heard a very loud and very clear knock knock knock knock
It was so clear and so loud that my dog began to bark, thinking someone was at the back door, and we both looked into an empty yard.
In the basement, there’s a wall between the two sides that keeps them separate for each tenant, but there is a door that remains locked directly below the corner in the kitchen. It sounded like it came from directly below me, at that door.
These footsteps and the 4 knocks were not something I could just brush off, because even the dog heard it. And, not only that, it was a very insistent and confident 4 knocks exactly how someone would knock when they’re hoping to be let in.
I told myself it was the neighbor in the basement, they had a mechanic come or something and they needed to get to the other side, but I was too afraid to go downstairs to investigate because I felt something come in and the energy shifted, the air got colder.
My son whipped his neck over to something entering the kitchen and he followed this thing to the corner in the kitchen where he appeared to lock eyes, nervously, with them. Again, he put his hand up and waves back, sheepishly.
I said “leave my baby alone!” And prayed for his protection, taking him back into the living room while I tried to rid the kitchen of this energy shift so I could try my best to continue my day normally, and finish making his lunch. I’m dead shook as fuck, but push past it.
Later that day, I was smoking outback after my mother got home from work and was able to sit with my son. I was thinking a lot about all of this activity and whatever it is I’ve been dealing with, when my neighbor comes outside. He lives there with his girl and her middle school aged son. They moved in about 6 months ago now.
First I asked if he had felt or seen or heard anything weird and he whipped his head around saying “what do you mean, why??” And he seemed apprehensive right away.
“Was anyone at all in the basement today? The landlord or mechanic or anyone? Or was anyone in the kitchen like hammering something to the wall?”
He asked “today? Nope not today. The last time someone went in the basement was three weeks ago, and we weren’t banging around.”
A chill went down my spine and I tried to hide how horrified I was and I asked “do you know anything about the history of this area?” And when he said no, I went on to tell him a brief rundown of the extensive darkness, and that I’ve been hearing and dealing with these presences for the whole three years we lived here. After I explained he looked scared but skeptical.
He shook his head furiously, “Now that you mention it I do be hearing heavy footsteps and shit but I just assumed it’s ya’ll... uh uh, mm mm, nope, not today, we’re gonna see if there’s a ghost in that basement” he pointed in a matter of fact way “imma go set up a camera in that shit pointed at the door, right the fuck now.”
While I was very unsettled, I was also comforted by not being alone in this anymore. I’m nervous for what footage he might find, because even on the video monitor I often times have to tell myself it’s a trick of my eye when I see someone walk past in our room while my son’s sleeping....
My mom is dealing with a lot of trauma and part of that is to pretend like none of this is happening and to not believe me. She was once someone I could have turned to, experienced this with, but she’s shut off so many parts of her brain in a protection mechanism, that she doesn’t even feel them anymore.
So I called my father. We are fairly close (in a sort of friendship way) despite him living far away from me my whole life, particularly because we’ve bonded over our bipolar disorder: he always believes me.
I was telling him everything on the phone about what happened that day, and expressing my frustration and upset and at the end, I exclaimed, “I can’t wait to get out of this place, I just can’t help them right now.”
click
My phone call was dropped, I fucking kid you not, the SECOND after the words were uttered out of my mouth, and all the hairs on my body stood on end, as I felt it near.
Whatever I’m dealing with is getting more and more desperate, agitated, and powerful. They are growing more and more insistent and I need help from someone who knows what the fuck I should do because I’m terrified and alone in this.
I don’t know if we will be able to move anytime soon, as a house we were moving to fell through last minute... it seems we will be stuck here another winter, and every time I express my desire to get the FUCK OUT of this ancient blood bath zone, they get more upset, and I just don’t know what they will do next...
Please, please, somebody, help me. I’m not kidding!!I’m fucking as serious as the plague so please only serious answers... I’m just not sure what to do or where to go from here or even what I’m dealing with... I know this whole thing sounds like some made up story but I only wish. As far as I see it, there are only two options.
1.) I’m clinically insane and I’m experiencing mania induced delusions (but only at this house and always the same way??)
2.) I am and always have been very sensitive to these spirits/energies and I am being harassed/I agreed to something without meaning to??
So which is it? And what do I do next?
Any and all advice will be truly fucking appreciated, I can’t even say... I could deal with it before, but I need them to leave my son alone.
I’d be willing to help if they just leave him alone and I can be comfortable alone with him in the house again... I just don’t know what to do. I feel so trapped.
Thank you for reading this far.
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2020.08.19 18:38 hisiesc My partner(20M) calls me(20F) by my race

We started dating soon after meeting each other, pressured by quarantine and both not wanting to miss out and lose touch.
I think we click well. Our humour makes the relationship very fun and relaxing. I never have to sugarcoat words and feelings. He helped me learn what "boyfriend is your best friend" means. He is secure, romantic and funny.
However, he started calling me by my race, even in very romantic settings. At first, it was my nationality, which didn't bother me. (For example, he'd call me his "favorite Puerto Rican girl ever"). This felt pretty cute to me if anything. Recently he started calling me names that are literally my race (e.g. good morning Hispanic, love you Latina!).
Knowing his habit of making everything sarcastic and funny, I didn't notice it too much at first. I understand that humour with people you are comfortable with may not show the best intent behind them at times. Recently I feel that it has become a recurring event, not a "spur of the moment" joke. It almost feels like my nickname, which isn't too fun, for reasons I can't put in words. I feel like him making fun of part of my culture, and now bringing those jokes into romantic aspects of the relationship is slowly irritating me. It feels normal for the comment to slide naturally, so I don't know how to bring it up. Considering that we never say serious things without turning them into jokes, confrontation seems impossible.
TL;DR: My partner is calling me explicitly by my race as a nickname, and our tendency to turn everything into a joke makes it hard for me to confront him about how I feel.
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2020.08.18 22:28 Usurper_Supplanter I think I’ll sit out dating a little longer 😅

TL;DR: Online girl kept leaving her child with me on our first date, became homeless and peed in my bed all in the same 24hrs 😐
There I (24m) was, freshly divorced and not realizing at that time just how much my ex really meant to me until the connection was gone. Me and my siblings grew up lacking in emotional empathy and I didn’t realize it would obscure my view on dating and marriage but I was facing the reprocussions of it. Emotions I never understood just hurling me down this road of depression and me realizing that my divorce wasn’t just another relationship, I won’t forget her that easily. So at this point going through it for the first time I really needed to get her out of my head.
Fast forward 1 year after my separation (divorced really but we hadn’t done the paperwork). I try out some online dating. I meet a beautiful Puerto Rican girl(21f) and we begin talking casually. This is before COVID so nothing is weird about meeting up with a complete stranger in the pursuit of knowing each other.
She worked in Tampa and I was about an hour away but I never got to relax in Tampa before so it sounded like a good excuse to go explore around good company.
As I arrive to her job to pick her up from work (she used public transportation, we’ve all been there) just as a first encounter I recognize her from a distance and my excitement goes away a bit because I realize she catfished me a bit. The pictures she used were apparently from her first years in college and she’s a bit bigger than I’m comfortable with but I’m willing to look past it because I can still see the beauty in her that I was attracted to. We speak in the car, I waste no time for a first kiss which is taken well because we had been really excited to meet each other. I drop her off home and we text later to share our thoughts on the first encounter and plan for a first date.
(Before I talk about the date, you gotta understand that I want to genuinely assist people, not out of pity or charity but I want to see everyone in this world do well. With that being said, I bite off more than I can chew often and my undying persistence won’t let me back down.)
Now to the first date. I meet up with the girl again (we’ll call her, Kat). Kat decided to bring her 1 year old daughter for the date because no one would be available to watch her, which is fine to me because she seems to be well mannered to be so young and didn’t react to being around a stranger in any negative way, good points in my book.
We go to a mall to look around and maybe do some shopping, the moment we enter Kat finds some jeans that she likes and wants to go to the dressing room, however, she decides to leave me holding her child while she changes 🚩. She doesn’t stay in the changing room like 2-3 minutes she’s inside like 15 minutes to the point I’m getting paranoid that she left the mall and left me with a child. I contemplated finding an officer to have them take the child after the paranoia really started setting. As well as, after 5 minutes the baby started crying profusely and I’m having a hard time remembering the child’s name (I met her and learned her name a few hours prior) so the store clerks (who are female) are wanting to console the child and asked me her name and there was a moment of pause to remember that made me feel suspicious against myself. However, finally Kat returns and her child has calmed down in her arms but I don’t want to go shopping anymore because I’m embarrassed and decide that we should leave.
We then decide that we should go grab something to eat before I take her home but we take our time finding something to eat while we both sorta explore the city of Tampa and it’s beauties. After about an hour of driving around and enjoying each other’s company we go grab food and decide that we’ll go to a drive-in movie before we both go home.
I take her to her house that she shares with her father and sisters and she leaves me inside the car with her child again while she grabs something really quick (🚩 ladies please don’t ever do that no matter how trustworthy someone is, you never know).
Once again, Kat is taking kinda long and her baby begins to cry again as I try to console her. Kat returns in tears and tells me that her father kicked her out of his house (the baby shouldn’t be around a stranger in his eyes but it had to be more than that) and she is at that moment homeless. I pack her stuff in my trunk and I drive her somewhere she can breathe and explain what happened. Her father assaulted her and kicked her and the baby out pretty much and she has nowhere to live. Her mom won’t accept her in her home and her only hope is a sister that lives in NY that hasn’t fully decided yet. Just in case though she has me take the child over to her fathers house so that he can raise her while she gets on her feet again. He says no 😐, no good reason but he isn’t going to take in his own baby at the moment and just wants to be a deadbeat. Finally the NY sister says she can come to NY but she has to wait a day before she comes so she can get furniture for her and the child. I decide to let her stay over my place for a night because I just don’t wanna see a mother and child homeless.
I try to lighten the mood a bit with jokes and movies which worked a bit but eventually we finally begin going to bed and I think of my crazy first date and how I’m gonna immediately ghost her after this is all said and done. We go to bed at 11pm and just as one little final sprinkle to make the entire day more shitty, as we’re sleeping, me against her and near the window of my room, her baby in front of her, my window begins opening and someone is trying to break in 😳. She clenches her baby tightly and I jump out of bed to grab a machete I keep in my closet 🤷🏾‍♂️. I hear a voice I recognize, it’s my brother 😐 he locked himself out the house and I couldn’t hear him knocking on the door so he thought I wasn’t home and knew sometimes I leave my window unlocked in case it rains (I like the sound). As I get back in bed Kat pushes me off the bed in embarrassment, she saw me grab the machete and thought her life was in danger and pissed herself 😪.
Maybe the dating scene just isn’t for me just yet, what an eventful day.
Edit: Me use bad grammar, unga bunga
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