Leo tickles
2nd Level Orange Feather
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For my two-thousandth post, I'd like to quote some of my very early threads here while asking a simple question: can people really change? Of course as is with every story, there is more than what you will see posted in this thread. I look back at them not as the major ones, but the first one's on the list of my post history. If you would like to see more funny things I've said, check out my "threads started".
I believe things have changed since then for me, but I, at my core, haven't. I still think women are the anti-christ, but in a comedic, enjoyable way rather than "fuck you, female". I still think that censorship is bullshit, but I see and understand why it's in place here. But most importantly, I see when I was wrong. I saw it then, and I fixed it, but some issues are a bitch to work out. I have done that. And of course, I still have many more to work on, but so does everybody.
Regardless of what has happened or what may, I am a human. A damn fine one at that in my own humble albeit narcissistic and self important opinion. And as a human who has "changed" I believe it is possible to the extent of doing somethings a little bit differently while keeping in direct contact with your core needs and desires. And maybe one day, we, as humans, will find there is a good place for us all.
Well I can't really claim the title anymore, especially not after reading some of the P & R forum. "My life is in order" is what stands out in that thread. I didn't know what the fuck that means then as I don't now, but I'm getting there. Maybe by post 3000. 😀
Hate how you go about things? Change them, dumbshit. Backed then "fucked in the head" meant abnormal. These days I'm not fucked in the head, I'm different. I posted this to let everybody know what my problem was, that was a good thing, I guess. But, that wasn't my problem. My problem was hatred for the world. Not that that's gone now, just more... laid back than before. 😀
Wait what? We broke up because her car blew up and her taxes were do? ..... Now that's fucking funny, only so because I don't even know who the fuck I'm bitching about.
..... What in the ass of the ******** Chrst fuck of a devils snout dick was that? I said that? DAMN. Um. Let's see. One, I'm not a loser. Two, sluts and parties and drunks and... alright. I'm done with this one. Make of that what you will, I have no explanation for my idiocy there.
I believe things have changed since then for me, but I, at my core, haven't. I still think women are the anti-christ, but in a comedic, enjoyable way rather than "fuck you, female". I still think that censorship is bullshit, but I see and understand why it's in place here. But most importantly, I see when I was wrong. I saw it then, and I fixed it, but some issues are a bitch to work out. I have done that. And of course, I still have many more to work on, but so does everybody.
Regardless of what has happened or what may, I am a human. A damn fine one at that in my own humble albeit narcissistic and self important opinion. And as a human who has "changed" I believe it is possible to the extent of doing somethings a little bit differently while keeping in direct contact with your core needs and desires. And maybe one day, we, as humans, will find there is a good place for us all.
Hello, as some of you know I am Leo, and I'm the most paranoid depressed person in TMF history. I have a general question for the guys and gals.
If somebody says "I like you", or, "I'll cya tommorow at noon", or anything like that, what's your answer. I know the proper thing to say would be yes, okay, cya, bye. But somehow I say "No, your lying, stop lying." I doubt there is anybody who is out there who would be willing to put up with my paranoia in return for love, but I still have hope. I thought about getting my own life in order before bringing a female into it, but I decided my life IS in order.
This isn't about me, so uh, thoughts please?🙂
Well I can't really claim the title anymore, especially not after reading some of the P & R forum. "My life is in order" is what stands out in that thread. I didn't know what the fuck that means then as I don't now, but I'm getting there. Maybe by post 3000. 😀
And I have a love/relationship with what I found. I don't know what the point of this post is, but stay with me for the majority of it.
Okay. I'm 18 now. I had a pretty rough childhood. I was born in Ukraine, and moved to America in about 1996 with my family. From what I can remember my father was not a druggy or anything, but that didn't stop him from being abusive. He beat both me and my mother all the time. The police didn't do anything, and to shorten a VERY long story, I killed him. The cover up was cancer, the police, IMO, knew the deal, but anyways. This was when I was 14 and a half. Since then, I've been totally fucked in the head.
I think I have like 5 diffrent disorders, and sometimes act like I shouldn't towards people. Namly women. So far, a couple of the TMF ladies have felt the 'wrath' of my depressive know-it-all I lived through life and you haven't disorder. (Yes, I call it a disorder.) And to those ladies I apologize, but, do not wish to speak to again. Another disorder. Once I say bye, I move on.
The love/hate relationship on what I found basically boils down to this. I like how I am, but I hate how I go about things. I really don't know how to fix these problems, and medication is not an answer. I refuse to take pills, I don't think I'm crazy, and my councelor says I need them.
I figure why do I need these? People my age are out smoking pot, and all I'm doing is trying to figure my life out. Why do I need these pills? It's true, I don't go to college, I live in a small house by myself with my animals, and I have enough money to survive. I realize how important school is, and it's not that I don't wanna do it because I'm a teen and it's school, it's because I just can't force myself to. I don't wanna blame my "problems" for it or anything, it's just hard to do it.
Again, I really don't know what I posted this for. I'm guessing to just let you folks know how I am, because as I post, you may wonder what my problem is. So, there it is, a short version of it at least.
I'm going to be straight up and honest- I don't want your "good lucks" and all of that because I don't deserve them. And that's not depression kicking in, I just know I don't..... anyways..... thanks for reading and I hope you all enjoy your day, even though I prolly depressed all of you. (Paranoia... grrrrr....)
Hate how you go about things? Change them, dumbshit. Backed then "fucked in the head" meant abnormal. These days I'm not fucked in the head, I'm different. I posted this to let everybody know what my problem was, that was a good thing, I guess. But, that wasn't my problem. My problem was hatred for the world. Not that that's gone now, just more... laid back than before. 😀
I'm single again. Hold the congrats please. She came up with "my car blew up and my taxes are due." Alright women, your perfect car blows up, and after a week of telling me you did your taxes, there suddenly due? Well. Point is, I'm single again. Ladies, don't pounce all together on me...... *shakes head*
Wait what? We broke up because her car blew up and her taxes were do? ..... Now that's fucking funny, only so because I don't even know who the fuck I'm bitching about.
1: If I offend anyone, I'm sorry.
2: This is a rant, but if some nice people wanna reply with a lie that goes like "You'll be alright, yada yada," go for it.
Okay. I am an 18 year old loser, no, not male, well, a LOSER male. Instead of doing drugs and drinking like every other 18 year old, I wake up one morning and say "I'm gonna find true love". Now, that was a statment, but if it was a question, it would be asking for a miracle. NOTE: My pic is in the members section, if you want a better one PM me and I'll go on cam for you on Yahoo Messenger or AIM or something.
Now, onwards. So I look for a while and come up with some dating sites. I meet some girls. Typical conversation. Me: Hey, what's up? Her: Nothing you? Me: Same same, how's life. Her: It's good you. Me: It's getting there. Her: Oh. *10 minutes of silence* Me: Whatcha like to do for fun hon?. Her: DRINK PARTY AND SUCK DICK FOR MONEY!!!.
^ Ladies, gents, and she-males, THAT, is a slut.^ Now, I don't mind sexual talk, I actually prefer it sometimes. But if you want to talk you HAVE to understand I am not looking for free meat, I am looking for LOVE. L-O-V-E. Love... Love.. No seriously, LOVE.
Now then, if you've read this far, and don't want to read another 10 paragraphs please stop now, but I encourage you to keep reading.
Onwards. Me.. am... Leo. I have a trust problem. Okay? I have some stories to tell on why and how I came to be so fucked in the head, but I'll tell you that in private. If we DO talk (Yeah, right, girls don't talk to me}. And by some MIRACLE, start a relationship... pardon me, gotta laugh at my stupid hoping self... HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. AS I was saying, if we do start a relationship.. HAHAHA... erm, then be prepared. I am not a dominant (Sexually nor a person). But unless your dying of something or seem really sad my first thing to say when we talk will be something like- "Hey, are you cheating on me yet?" She will say no, unless she is, wouldn't suprise me, and I'll say are you sure, she'll say yes. I'll say okay. After a while I might start asking things like "Do you love me" And if you say "Uh sure" Or something like "Yeah I guess" I will go off on you. I Want a YES, or, NO. I don't play the mabye games.
Whew, my fingers are smoking. If, after a while, you say something like- "Hey, your sweet and cute, but I only like you as a friend" I will immediatly block you. Rough, I know. But sweet and cute=friend? Go find ugly and sour then 🙁.
That's about all, so if you finished reading all that feed me some bullswhit and say "It'll be okay". Or, girls, SINGLE girls, send me a PM and we'll go from there.
..... What in the ass of the ******** Chrst fuck of a devils snout dick was that? I said that? DAMN. Um. Let's see. One, I'm not a loser. Two, sluts and parties and drunks and... alright. I'm done with this one. Make of that what you will, I have no explanation for my idiocy there.





