I don’t know, sounds kind of fun.

The charisma thing though, that ain’t happening

I’ve seen this before.

It’s not ok to remind me like that.

👈👈😎

But for real tho I wish it came with benefits as advertised

The US Marshalls are executive branch.

That does not take the ability away from courts to deputize as they need to to see orders carried out.

Ok, ok, ok. I know everyone likes anecdotes.

I don’t fall in the lonely camp, but I’m definitely not getting laid.

Why am I not getting laid?

Well I used to think it was cause I was fat, but then I lost a ton of weight. Then I thought it was cause I wasn’t fit so I put on muscle. Then I thought it was cause I was vampire pale so I got sunburned.

Reality is:

1. I annoy myself in my own head. I’m definitely going to annoy a potential sex partner.
2. I am literally scared of everything. Fear does not encourage one to partake in mating rituals.
3. I have priorities like a job and a son that are more important than a new woman in my life will be for a while.
4. Having a big dick doesn’t give you big dick energy.

Orbital Barrage Incoming stand clear

“Oh boy.” - Me being nowhere near clear

There’s no confidentiality nor accountability for the generated words.

It’s a fucking toaster. You put words in, press a button you get toast out.

Hmmm. Is this dude threatened by her physique?

I, personally, don’t find her particularly attractive. But the muscles are damn impressive.

How the fuck would this be a psyop for homosexuality?

Yeah that kind of makes sense.

The heavy consumers I remember really fried their brain.

Actually thinking about it, and knowing what I know about drug metabolism, it could just be they did so much weed they were just high for a long period of time after they last consumed.

I have been through some intense therapy. I had something set up to strangle myself several times early on.

But my son’s life was worse already, and if he lost me it would be worst possible outcome.

There is no amount of therapy, advice, support, anything out there to help with infidelity. Constant chest pains the docs can’t find anything wrong with, tension headaches unrelieved by medicine and professional massage.

It’s unbearable. You question your sanity. You goals, your values. But I had to be there for my son. I lost 100lbs. I got my chestersol controlled. I’m losing the house, time and money. But I have a revenge body now. And I feel great. I still cry. But this study is pretty damn accurate.

Wait are we talking the major live service iron Man game that completely flopped?

They kept it going?

I see my friends just looking at their RC boats and quads and thinking; “Holy shit.”

Thank you for reminding me. I had mullvad off for whatever reason

Do all my authenticators still function with it? That’s like the only thing holding me back.

You know, something occurred to me.

Maybe they’re trying to turn the world into a desert to get the planet to produce Melange instead of oil.

Hmm.

That’s sounds like a lot of extra work to get it in one file.

I was referring to everyone compatible with me mating with each other not me …

BUT coincidentally I do.

I thought this was me_irl for a moment

TIL about the Kinsey scale. It would appear that yeah, I’m definitely a 0 by the description.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. I’ve heard people say they “always knew they were gay” and “they were born in the wrong body.” And it was things that were just natural.

That’s the only way I can describe it. I’m attracted to women. I’ve always known that, and no matter how hard I try, it’s impossible to imagine non-women to be sexually (and romantically) attractive.

Like there’s just something there that stops it going any further. Like, hell, a woman that visually has a body that can indisputably only be a woman but then talks with a baritone voice it’s instant off (there’s several comedies where this sort of character is used).

What’s cool though is that if I’m that sure about myself, there is no doubt in my mind that other people know what their attractions are, and there is no reason for anyone to doubt a person’s (honest) attractions.

The story of being hit on by a celebrity would be plenty enough for me.