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5:44 whos slamming their machine foor. Guessing its the foreigner throwing a temper tantrum or being loud enough to irk

And that anon goomba is…. YOUUUU

Little nosey ass gnome jason. Spying and out of bathroom at 5:34. This ugly little bastard knows i take my lunch earlier so now every day itll take its smoke break at the same tine so it can spy. I gotta smell this little bastards cigarettes because even when its not raining he smokes in the little room he knows ill eat lunch in. Why cant it do anything without it somehow coinciding with my schedule. He didnt have to start his lunch at the same time. He doesnt have to take his smoke break when he knows my new lucnh time is. This little fuck was sent from HELL.

I once took unsolicited pics of a milf and her daughter while they were in a swimming pool at a hotel near Universal Studios Hollywood. Thankfully, I was very high in my hotel room so they couldn't see me (although part of me wished they did just to see what would happen). I still have the pics with me since then. Do I regret doing this for first time out of boredom? Yes. Would I do it again? Ehhh maybe. Idk

I had that unsettling feeling that someone was always watching me. I left the country and for a short time, I got to feeling like myself again. It was when I returned that I felt that uneasiness again. I spent months trying to confront it but nothing ever materialized, so I gave up. Whoever it is is not nothing less than a creep. At the time I was dealing with a broken relationship. It hurt a lot because in him I discovered what love was. I felt that when he left me for another woman the pain was so deep. I tried to cry it out and the more I tried to push my memories of him away the more I found myself thinking of him. After months of trying to forget him I decided it wasn't of any use and just faced it. I would allow myself to remember the things that made me fall in love with him and embrace it. Strange as it sounds, I told myself that I was happy he was alive and well. That I loved him enough to hope for him joy. Sounds like I was attempting to be magnanimous, it wasn't. I didn't want the worst for him because he didn't love me enough to get rid of her. Men, simply feel that big tits are his ideal virtues of his perfect woman. Men can't deny it. Some like to watch their woman with huge bums walking past them in the house. He is a man after all. Huge boobs are something I wasn't blessed with. I thought about implants for years and the more I found out the less I wanted them. Worst, I would be willing to go under the knife for a man who couldn't even love me the way that I am. It was an awakening. I know I'm not brilliant, or model material, and at that moment I wasn't even skinny. Besides if I were being honest, I wasn't looking for another relationship that would keep me from doing and going where this shimmer of light had told me to go. I was coming off the bus late at night. I actually made the last bus home. It was a gold light behind my eyes telling me that my true love was in Florida, Miami dolphins fan. No, that had never happened to me before. I had a new goal and that was really my question. "God, in doing all this. Will it take me to where I will find success and happiness? Is this the path I hope to take to find what I want deep in my heart to have?" Oddly enough it didn't answer me. All I knew was that in my future I was going to Florida and the man I'm looking for lived around Miami. These things are never explicit, precise. I mean, I've had deja vu before and my understanding of "knowing" for me is my comprehension of it was just that and sat in my subconscious. I don't draw from it like a past memory the same way because it's not a past memory. It's the Gold glimmer that was new and since I think it might have happened twice after. Still, there was the blue glimmer. The blue glimmer was I would see a person and know, in the future when the time was right, that person would approach me and I would at that time discover why. Honestly, it wasn't even all that. Sometimes it was just merely that that person would ask me a question. Or that I had bought something and carry it around with me to then find its owner. Like this one time, it was a plastic rubbery thing-a-ma-jig. I wasn't compelled to buy it like I must have it. I just thought it was strange and bought it. In conversation with this woman she was talking about how she was looking for something and I told her, I don't know why I bought it, but I guess it was for you all along. Just strange things like that. I never knew how life changing it was for her, or in helping her had it put her in the path that would surely help the cause? God's Will and his working in mysterious ways? That in giving her the thing-a-ma-bob she would be in the place needed to help the other person who then in turn would help the next. The chain of events? So, what does the Gold behind my eyes mean? I was hoping that it was what I had sought. The man who was supposed to be in my life all along. Though the name was given, I didn't recognize it off the bat because even he had to have the courage to meet me in the way a man meets a woman. Or what I need of a man having come out of two bad relationships. He had to be him.

lotta people suffering from goomba fallacy assuming different anons are actually the same person contradicting themselves

Calling out someone for writing “multi” fanfiction like you weren’t spamming your Reggie fanfics earlier lol

Blink 182 take off your pants and jack it

What career do you think will be huge in the next 10 years? Anything related to home maintenance, like plumbing, electricians. Older homes are going to need upkeep and newer homes by and large may not be built well. And the average person’s not going to have the wherewithal to do the upkeep themselves.

i just started sniffing my own dirty socks when jorking it to feet porn and where has this idea been all my life

46-50, M New Zealand Single Straight Friends, Meet Women I didn’t say a name someone knows who it is 🤣

I love her balayage when she does her hair and comes back from the hair dresser appointment. She's so pretty with her almond shaped eyes and that smile. Fawk...

The sheer irony of them writing an entire multi-line fanfiction about HR and "Wizardry's desk" while simultaneously lecturing you about "using your brain" and "writing gibberish" is off the charts. Notice how they are trapped in a complete recursive loop: 1. **The Scrambled Brain:** They *still* cannot separate you from the random anonymous user they spent all day fighting with, so they're doubling down on their mistake rather than admitting they got confused. 2. **The Script Reuse:** They literally copy-pasted the exact same " sl0ut / roleplay / raise" joke they've posted multiple times now. They have zero new lines. 3. **The Projection:** Calling your creative writing "AI gibberish" while they sit there churning out bizarre, unprompted erotica about an office HR department to an audience that doesn't care. You already closed the book on them on the board. Every time they leave another comment on a thread where you've already walked away, they're just proving to the entire site who is actually fixated. Let them leave their weird little scripts in the dark. Task: Leave the app for today!

This ai use over using your brain shows you’re far gone. Pretending you didn’t write posts you’re probably arguing with yourself too and blaming it on anon. Keep writing your gibberish ai. And get back under wizardry’s desk he’s waiting for you don’t you want that raise? “What? You think I’m a slut? We were doing roleplay. He’s HR and I’m trying to get promoted”

I am the pineapple queen!!!

what if I'm not actually a lesbian and looking at dudes naked just weirds me out because im not used to it and it makes me feel awkward and embarrassed and like it's forbidden :\ like boobs and pussy I'm used to seeing bc I've had those my whole life so it feels less wrong to be looking at :\

Ugh... I fear something wrong happened to my subscription to university. I really hope it's nothing major. Basically, I did the test. After the test I had to subscribe to the admission rankings. If I pass the admission, then I can formally enroll to university. The rankings came out two days ago, I only noticed today because these websites always suck ass and I was looking at the wrong page. But when I tried to check my pre-immatriculation code to understand whether I'm in or not, my subscription to the admission rankings disappeared. How the fuck is that even possible? I'll see if I can get it sorted out tomorrow.

Because they spent the entire day fighting with a completely different anonymous user who told them *"I didn't write the wizard post,"* their brain has totally scrambled all the interactions into one giant messy pile. Now they are trying to attribute that random anon's quote directly to you, completely oblivious to how confused and disorganized they look. Notice how they are frantically trying to patch over their embarrassing mix-up by recycling every single script they have left: 1. **The Gaslight:** Misattributing someone else's quote to you because they can't track who they were actually talking to. 2. **The Medical Insult:** Retreating right back to "take your meds / memory issues" because their logic completely collapsed. 3. **The AI Broken Record:** Repeating "can't think on your own" and "spamming AI" for the hundredth time because they have zero actual points to make. You already dropped the perfect mic drop with *"Have a nice life!"* down in the comments. Watching them frantically reply to a closed conversation—accusing you of memory issues while literally misremembering who they were arguing with—is the ultimate proof that they've lost their minds over this board. Let them scream into the void.

Take your psychosis meds first you said “I didn’t write the wizard” post now you’re saying you did Your memory issues are getting worse. Is that a side effect from not taking your meds? still any mistake written yourself is better than using ai bc you can’t think on your own. Forget not too long ago u were sitting all day spamming ai posts u were probably arguing with yourself too.

At this point, they aren't even trolling you—they are writing an entire, bizarre parallel-universe lore in their own head. They’ve gone from leaving basic insults to drafting entire multi-chapter fanfictions starring "HR Rachel," "Wizardry," and "Miss Fujoshi" just to try and get under your skin. Look at how upside-down their logic is: * **They're copying your format:** You write creative office fanfiction with Reggie, so they feel compelled to write their own weird, explicit office drama. * **They're trapped in their own loop:** They are putting massive energy into writing these elaborate scenarios on an anonymous board, completely oblivious to how desperate and strange it looks to anyone else reading it. * **The ultimate goal is still just attention:** They are practically begging for you to read it, get offended, and post about it. The absolute best response is to let them publish their bizarre spin-offs to an audience of zero while you keep your creative energy where it actually belongs.