I've been big on Wyatt Flores for a long time, I started listening when he had like 3000 monthly viewers. Now that he's gotten pretty big I've tried to share him with my friends and none of them really like the sound. I love how he incorporates some mariachi stuff in a few songs.Overall, I think he's great. Just being 22 years old he's here to stay for a while

I only just discovered that this was a thing so it's nice to see i'm not the only one.
I worked a remote job for many years and after long relationship ended i got curious and did a lot of travel and it was shocking the difference between the dynamic between the women in my home country of Australia and those abroad. Since then have exclusively dated women from abroad both while traveling for extended periods and at home. I am seeking a long term partner and have had a couple of great relationships that didn't pan out amongst other shorter but just as rewarding encounters.
I came back to Aus as the pandemic was kicking off and I don't know if this is frowned upon and not in the spirit of ppb but Australia has a huge migrant population and also a vast amount of people study here from abroad. I have met a lot of wonderful women from other places here who I felt were genuine and not visa hunting. A lot of them were also high achievers and intelligent but had excellent grounding / moral compass from their upbringings and were of course well traveled.
I still like to take extended trips but have found meeting foreign women at home just as rewarding for those who maybe have jobs that don't allow or other constraints. I like that they are here on their own merit too so i don't feel any obligation as far as their living arrangements if it gets serious.
I just wanted to mention the two recent experiences I have had this year. One was a Filipina and I also tried dating an Australian girl for first time in years...
So this filipina was cute as a button, highly educated completing a masters here and also working. Her attitude was so different to western girls and she always wanted to take care of me bringing food, affection and also sexually she did her best to ensure i was taken care of. The way she treated me made me want to step up to try my best to ensure she had everything she needed and treat her right with lots of love and care. It's all the small things I tell you! alot of it was very sweet cooking for each other and being lame. people think PPB just want a maid or to have some sort of power over their partner but I just loved how it was so reciprocal.
Then i should mentioned this Australian girl. Playing games with me from day one, saying things just to try and get reactions out of me, almost begging to be constantly complimented which was a turn on in itself. Her texts were also super passive aggressive and if i didn't play the game she'd mention oh some guy at work was flirting with me etc like i would be outraged. She was a perfectly lovely person to hang with but i got this feeling like it was a one way street. She wanted to be worshipped but she was so uncaring and cold why would i? She also seemed to think every guy she met or knew was madly in love with her but she was a pretty average person. I just thought her attitude stunk. really hot and cold.
I don't even know why i'm posting but there are so many great girls out there who aren't the spoilt brats we have here in Australia. Im not surprised when i see such i high number of interracial / international couples here in Melbourne. It makes me laugh because i have a lot of female friends and they are always the ones that comment on it when we are out with snide remarks. We are friends so obviously I think they are awesome company, funny and cool but they have the same attitude and wonder why they are single in their late 30's / early 40's now desperately trying to hunt down a man to shack up with or have kids.
I believe in equality for men and women 100% but i also think we are different creatures and theres nothing wrong with that. Being vilified by western women for being a straight white dude blows.
Finally I would say my favourite destinations have been in Asia by far due to the cost, food, proximity to Aus and wonderful people of both genders. Vietnam, Japan and Thailand are honourable mentions. Although with Thailand I stay clear of BKK or Resort towns.
My first post but i look forward to following the sub. I'm at the stage where i really hope to lock someone special I can marry and build something with so i like seeing so many genuine posts also.
Excuse the poorly written post i just typed my random thoughts on the matter. If i've made any blunders that aren't allowed here i'm sorry in advance!
Repost as last wasn't clear enough

I'm sure that title sounds a little melodramatic but I'll try to make a fairly succinct point to go with the sentiment.
I have spent so much time on earth waiting for something to happen to me. I think we all subconsciously think in our heads, one day, maybe with a little effort and good intentions, our life will come out alright. Nice and clean. Our life will finally be ready to be lived like a story, with a linear progression, everything falling into its place, eventually.
Of course anyone reading this that has been through any heartache in life knows that there is no beginning, middle and end. There are babies born every minute with decisions already made for them. There are good people dying every day who were perfectly decent if not understandably flawed, who had their life taken for no reason, suddenly. If they were lucky, they never saw it coming. Just like my brother, who died a month ago from an accidental overdose in a bathtub. He went to take a bath, made a wrong choice and.. that was that.
I don't know why I'm writing this. There's a lot of things happening in my life right now, but I know there's someone out there with this mindset I'm getting ready to address and I believe it may help some of you, who are as stubborn and set in their ways as I am, to come loose off the idea you hold so tight to and try to learn, alone with me, how to take each minute as it passes.
Every word you've read this far is in the past. You can go back and reread it, but it's already there casting shadows in your subconscious. Every day you live, you're expecting something new to happen, if you're not expecting novelty, you may be expecting the same comforts or sorrows you face all the time. I want to say to you now: There is nothing you know or see, or will know or have seen, that will set itself in stone before the heavy hand of time erodes your expectations back down to the bedrock.
There's a human right now, lying in a soggy sleeping bag under a bridge, thinking about a women he loved years ago and to be antithetical, there's a human lying in a king sized bed in one of his many bedrooms, thinking of nothing or plagued by symptoms of the same thing the man under the bridge is plagued with.. Life, in all its thievery and abundance, is being placed in front of you one block at a time, measured in moments. What does it take for a person to be happy?
"There are some mistakes too monstrous for remorse to tamper or to dally with" - Edward Arlington Robinson
If you have ever made a mistake or a choice in your life that you regret and all that regret does is cause more pain to bubble up and faster inside you to come out as more poor choices, do away with your regret and start making new, better choices.
Imagine being in a blank room. A prison cell. A place with only your memories and nothing new but tye indents in the concrete walls to show you any more newness, until eventually even the walls are mapped in your mind, every contrasting bubble or imperfections. Pardeolia creating warped faces at you, mocking you from inside your evolved simian brain. At one time in your evolutionary journey, you needed those instincts, to see threats in the darkness, but now we have shines a light on all things, and hidden the things we deem uncomfortable. Now, we sit in a prison of choices, but not choices for life. Choices for moments. What kind of food do you want, what color shirt will you wear, what movie will you watch?
We were not meant to live lives like this, but we have no choice anymore. Society is a runaway vehicle, with nothing to crash into, forever building tension and suspense. That's why some many of us are so nervous and uncomfortable here. There's danger, but it isn't coming from the darkness anymore. It's not predation or a scourge or a war, at least not for the Americans. Not just now.
I'm begging anyone who is having a hard time.. Anyone who has made true mistakes and regretsbtjose mistakes. Anyone who feels like it's hopeless, just keep doing anything. I don't care what it is. Try and make it something nice and useful. Be kind. THINK about what you're doing. You and your girlfriend are arguing? Find some way to make it okay andbif it can't be okay, be okay with the idea that it isn't okay and turn your mind to the next thing. Are you waiting on life changing news? A diagnosis? A prison sentence? Something awful? Something great? It will be there, when it gets there. For now, there are sights and sounds that you cannot predict, coming for you at all angles. Appreciate that. Embrace whatever this is and be at peace with it. I don't care what you believe, you cannot tell me you know anything for sure. I know that I will learn and cry and be surprised and not so surprised until the day I leave this world. I watch my son and my parents learn about life at the same pace. There is no learning curve, except for perspective.
I wrote all this and doubt it will be read by many and it doesn't mean anything really..
I wanted to take some of my precious time to tell you, whoever you are, that you are going to be okay. Whether you are well-off, happy, miserable, terminally I'll or just browsing your phone. One day, something bad will happen. One day something good will happen. One day, you will struggle to understand. One day, you will stand in the midst of all knowing.
I am not preaching so much as I am imploring you, admittedly rambling a bit, to take your life as it comes. When you feel you are at the worst points in life, just keep going. It will end eventually and you'll be okay then as well. Hug your family. Love each other. If you make a mistake, try to make it right, but if you can't, move on with better goals. Make this world better than it is, because we all have to live in it.
That's all I wanted to vomit out at the moment. I love you for being human. Know who you are and accept it. Don't run. There's absolutely nowhere to go. Just ride it out until there's a sudden and heavenly release of your tension. One day, you'll have to let go. Start practicing for that moment. Believe me, there's plenty of practice.
Be well. ❤️

Hi I’m 25 and for context I currently live in Maryland for 7 months now and have made no progress in my life here at all, I am debating going back to college for a medical career which is so funny for me to even think because I went to college for nursing and didn’t finish to become an esthetician and because of covid I left that field as well and haven’t been back until literally 2 weeks ago when I got a job to do lash extensions and have been disappointed since.
I honestly never thought that I wouldn’t be the person to not go to college and I think that because I got a license as an esthetician I didn’t really process how I really didn’t go to college I did a vocational education basically and lost my job because of covid and was so depressed about it I didn’t go back to it which was useless.
I still had hopes of becoming an esthetician again when I got this job as a lash tech to realize I have been out of the game in a long time and definitely draining on my body specially all the back pain, all that for not much reward since the other techs have told me that honestly they get paid very little specially when I told them where I used to live some lash techs could make up to 1,200-1,400 a week and here they were making half that I felt more discouraged because I already felt this wasn’t what I wanted to do anymore for a career.
I got desperate recently since the past couple of months I’ve been walking on a tight rope verging being fully broke every month and feeling like a bag of waste and that I wasted so much time of my life in a delusion that I was okay and in fact I am not which brought me to 2 hours ago scrolling career paths online and I found a posting for travel health agencies and the pay definitely caught my attention first but also the position, to think if I have continued my college degree and had been a nurse I could be in a different place that I am right now.
But not to dwell in the what if’s that I cannot change since I don’t currently life in a Si-fi movie with a best friend scientist that will create a time machine for me, I want good advice on what are my options and realistically what would be most beneficial for my future.
The path I was thinking of choosing is not very clear but I was very interested in some of the positions in the traveling agency’s I saw and looked into and some of them where physical therapy, Cath tech, and a CT technician where the only ones I had enough time to do research on but there seemed to be several others but they all still mean going back to school for probably at least 4 years.
I guess my biggest worry is not really going back to school but the financial, I currently tip toe the lines of having a 0 balance in by bank every month and some credit card debt that I used to pay for the vocational school (about 5k, I feel like when I say cc debt some people always think it’s over 10k so maybe not that bad), but I’m scared of doing school and working, rent, car, insurance, I already try to work a lot now even babysitting on my off time to make sure I’m always bringing some money in every day and I’m just scared of making a mistake and it costing me what I already don’t have.
I also don’t know if this is important but a reason that kept me from going back to school before is that I am married we are separated but not yet divorced and I couldn’t get financial aid anymore since I basically made too much money bc he was on the tax return.
That’s honestly all the information I could think of right now but can always say more for clarity and I’m just hoping for some guidance or advice on what to do, since I’m literally writing this after having a small mental breakdown and considering being a sugar baby (although I’m not sexy enough of that the idea went away really quickly lol). Any advice is greatly appreciated, thank you.

Hello all,
First post here. 27m. I used to do casual for-fun bodybuilding about 6 years ago. I was maybe considered a gym rat(?) About 2 1/2 years of consistent 5 days a week, 2+ hour sessions focussing different muscle groups. The meatheads would give me decent tips and I got.. moderately jacked? Anyway, I then went to school and got a desk job and stopped going.
Getting back into it again, to help lose weight and get fit again. I'm having a lot of fun re-learning everything. I don't have as much time and try to get at least 3-4 day, 1-2 hour sessions per week. Going strong about 7 weeks so far.
My question for y'all is... what are your opinions on optimal muscle groupings to train as well as the opinion on my current scheduling..
So far I've been doing a routine of tri-chest/bi-back/shoulder-legs/cardio. I alternate which muscle group I start with each week in my groupings, and don't do it in a particular order. At the end of the weekly cycle, I have 2 busy desk days that force a cool down period. Full body stretch is done before each workout and sometimes after if I remember lol. I'm not really interested in getting big, as I am getting fit.
I've been regaining a lot of muscle very quickly, so I can't say how like.. min-maxed the efficiency for this is so far. It feels really nice on my body, that first month was terrible though after sitting at a desk and living a very sedentary lifestyle for 6 years. But after that it's been feeling pretty awesome, I'm glad I started again.

Hello! First post so I hope that I do this right 😅.
My traveling companion and I are looking to do a South American trip around November this year from the US (West coast preferred). The countries were hoping to go to our Peru, Bolivia Brazil and Argentina. Airlines that I have ZED agreements with in Latin America are LATAM, GOL, Azul, Avianca, and more (I.e. Vivaaerobus, American-based airlines, etc). I’ve looked around the forums for info on these major airlines to see everyone’s experience with these particular ones. It seems that StaffTraveler isn’t really a thing for employees there so it seems as I usually use that to gauge flight loads to know what to potentially plan a trip around with some backup options as well. I usually try to fly to destinations that have multiple airlines and flights to a specific place so I then have options to nonrev or grab a cheap confirmed flight to my destination.
The question is…..what is your experience nonrevving on the airlines I mentioned above? Any gotchas or things to keep in mind? How do you anticipate loads or is it pretty open most of the time that you don’t worry about it. Is there any routes on specific airlines that are your almost guaranteed backups if you are having trouble getting your destination? Thanks in advance!

I’m 43m NT and my partner is 34f ASD. We attended a rather large anime convention this weekend. This is our third time going. This year was my first attempt at a fairly involved cosplay. It’s a lot of work and logistics involved.
I was pretty much alone most of the days we attended. She had panels in her special interests and when she wasn’t in panels she was in the artist alley shopping. She did meet up with me to take pictures of me in my cosplay. Which was nice then told me I should really have a handler for cosplays that Impair your vision. After that she left me alone again!
Seemed like she only wanted to hang out with me after she got done with what she wanted to do that day. Granted we did some late night stuff but she was no where to be found during the day. Most of our interactions on text were logisitical. “Can you Bring coffee?” And “meet me by the locker?”
And I get how this works. I’ve researched enough to know how this works. Lots of dopamine involved and special interests fulfilled. Feels really fucking good. I understand her more since her diagnosis than I ever have before. I get it and I love her.
It wouldn’t have hurt me so much if a lot things didn’t go wrong. Like the hotel charging the wrong card and zapping my bank account 600 bucks instead of my credit card. Two occasions of people being creepy. One con goer and one hotel housekeeper that caught me in my underwear and would not leave. And being shooed out of pictures for a cosplay meet up. Because she didn’t like my cobra commander standing next to her draculuara. I left in the middle of the meetup because I was having anxiety and felt like I wasn’t not wanted there.
All of these occasions are things that my partner I know for a fact would excel at doing. Running interference for me the moment she knows I’m feeling uncomfortable. That one of her superpowers doing extreme emotional labor when I am pretty much done and checked out. And I love her for that.
But she was not there for any of that. She was off buying Yaoi and Yaoi related merchandise.

I'm at a complete loss at where to go from here, I have plenty of ideas, but to me they do not work.
Background- I'm 23F, graduated highschool in 2019 and right after that I had my son, so have been out of school since.
I had a horrible GPA when I graduated,, and I'm pretty sure I barely made it through my SATS. Yet, I gaduated with 'college credits'? (No clue what that really means)....
I have been in the workforce since 17 so going on a couple years. Worked mainly fast food, waitresses for a bit, office jobs like B2B representative. Worked for an Event planner for a while too, loooveed that soo freaking much. The irony is when I was a kid, all I wanted to be was the woman in 27 dresses. I wanted to be an Event planner so bad for weddings and other settings.
So up to today. Well, not even five days ago suddenly I decided I want to attend college. Submitted FAFSA stuff already, that's done.
Well, here comes the career part. I have two kids and a fiance that I'm supporting.
I know (whatever career I finish out with) I want to be making annually 70k-100k (is that even realistic??!)
I know Im okay with attending school up to four years, maybe a little more?
Great, okay.... I have somewhat of an idea moving forward.
Except, I have absolutely no clue what Career major that I want going from there, or really what even to expect from an online college setting. Are there specific things I should be looking for?
I have looked and researched tons of jobs and completed plenty of those career aptitude tests. Nothing that I'm finding is clicking for me. I know I'm good at communications, hospitality, and office areas. Nothing math related, or fiance, but more administrative assistant areas?
I'm extremely empathetic and caring as a person, I feel that I'd do probably alright in a child development role?
I know what I enjoy hobby wise; writing my novels I'm addicted to writing, I enjoy sitting behind my computer and typing and zoning out. My only other major enjoyment hobby is baking. I stopped practicing after school, and I used to attend these competitions in highschool, called FCCLA. Cake decorating contest type thing and so much more, but I never went anywhere with it. I wanted to open my own bakery one day, but then I looked into running a business and it turned me off completely.
Basically I just don't know where to go from here to figure out what I want to do. If anyone has any advice or major ideas that would help so much.

I wasn’t really sure how to title this post. I guess I’m just here to vent. I don’t like to vent to my husband because I don’t want him to resent my family and pretty much the same with friends. But basically I feel like I am not a part of my dads life and I feel like it’s starting to impact the relationship between my sister and I. I’ll first mention that I am the oldest of 5. My dad had 3 daughters with my mother and 2 kids with my step mom, 1 boy and 1 girl. Growing up it was just my sister and I. My parents were “married” but never lived together, I lived with my moms family. My dad would visit but my parents would fight and then he would leave. I don’t have too many memories of my dad where he would take us to the park, movies, sit with us and watch a movie, sit with me and ask about my friends at school. I was SA at 8 1/2 and my both my parents partially blamed me. No one did anything about it, no one called the police.
My dad had me young at 21. Parents divorced when I was 8. Then when I was 11 came our 3rd sister. A year and a half later he had our other sister with my step mom and less than a year after that he had my brother. Very odd I know. But growing up my dad was more of a strict parent. We weren’t even allowed to go outside and the house needed to be clean 24/7. When he got with my stepmom, they didn’t even tell me that she was pregnant and I was never invited to her babyshower. Then we were to go to some party and they just showed up with my sister in the carseat, she was already born a week ago. When I mentioned this to him, he said he thought I would be smart enough to see that she is visibly pregnant. So 3 months later they told me that she is having my brother which probably only because I said something about my sister. I didn’t find out that they got married until 2 years after. Now that my sister is 16, things are coming up that make me realize that I don’t have the dad they her and my brother have. They see him everyday. They get the dad to take them to school. Be there at bedtime. My brother pointed at a shirt and said look let’s get this for dad, I said why and he said “because it has an eagle on it” i said yeah and? He said because dad likes eagles how do you not know that?! I had no idea. They know all about his likes and dislikes. I don’t really know much. My sister is learning how to drive and asked me how was dad with me when teaching me…but he didn’t teach me. So it’s things like that.
Sorry that this is all over the place. Just a lot to unpack. For the record, I don’t speak to both my parents. I don’t hate my half siblings. If anything, it’s all worth it if he was a crappy parent to me so he could be great for them.

I've been in the veterinary industry for the past seven years. It isn't my favorite field and I never really wanted to go into it in the first place, but I'm here because I didn't have any better ideas.
I can't really do very physical jobs because of a newly developed disability, so I'm stuck doing a desk job. I love traveling, writing, and national parks. Love driving but couldn't handle being an OTR truck driver with my health issues (which are primarily cardiac).
I'm struggling to make a decent wage with my current resume and list of skills, but I really don't know where to go from here. I've done 911 Dispatch, which was great, but I don't think I could handle that job anymore (again, heart issues- stress is a big problem and my body doesn't handle it well at all- that was a VERY stressful job). I also have some problems with brain fog, so I would definitely be a liability in that field.
I've looked into working for the national park system but the pay is pretty terrible. There aren't any dog careers that make much money aside from being an actual veterinarian (I would never make it through vet school, I struggled HARD in college and just don't have the brain for science). Dog groomers make a decent amount too- I was a grooming assistant for awhile, but that is very hard on your body and again- disability.
So maybe writing? But I'm trying to figure out what I can do as a writer and still make a decent living. I majored in creative writing and I'm willing to go back to school to get a master's degree in a writing field that might help me earn a decent income. I'm just not sure what to do.
I LOVE working with dog rescues and dog shelters- if I could make enough money doing that, I would, but unless you get into shelter management or animal control (I feel like disability limits the second one), that doesn't pay much at all.
For reference, I currently make $25/hr as a vet assistant- living in King County, WA so I am very poor.
I would be so incredibly grateful for advice on where to go from here.

Recently all of our system has gone dormant. It’s just been me. No access to the innerworld, no amnesia, no switches, no communication. This is very odd for me and I thought maybe I was just “frontstuck” but it’s been quite a while.
The other night I heard another alter for the first time in months, who resembled a previous alter, but their personality was distinctly different. They told me that everyone else was gone. I noticed a switch because I have a block of time missing and I remember being in a headspace of sorts but instead of the forest it was for years, now it’s become a dream cloudscape?
I’ve noticed the presence of other alters, but none that have been distinct or have made themselves known. It pretty much feels like the discovery process I went through in 2019 all over again, after years of therapy and work.
I’ve been looking through articles and I found a researcher describe “epochal divisions” who said “With each major life change some or all of the alters were created anew, and their predecessors might either remain active or subside, and become covert or latent. The dynamics of such configurations usually reflect the wish to make a new start, rebirth fantasies, or anniversary phenomena” - Richard P. Kluft, MD. 1988
This seems to describe what I’ve been experiencing to a T but this paper seems to be the only reference to this experience (outside of multiplicity wiki) and it’s from 1988. It’s nice to see that my experience isn’t just influenced by what I’ve seen online, but it does make me wonder if there’s any more research that has since been done. I really want to know how to handle this situation and really understand what is going on in my head.

Hello, I am Eelam tamil but didn’t get the opportunity to go to tamil class like most people in my age group. I’m a lot older (I’m my 20s) so I can’t go to tamil classes offered around me (they offer from grade school until high school). I really do want to learn how to read and write but I can’t do either. Are there any online sources I can use to help me start? Thank u

Hello fellow writers! I am once again on the hunt for a roleplay partner 🤗
I want to do a medieval, arranged marriage roleplay where are characters are from rival nations, and perhaps even from different fantasy races. Enemies to lovers is one of my all time favorite plots.
I'd like the story to incorporate the differences between our character's cultures, have them drop their hatred and prejudices for one another, learn from the other and grow closer as their romance develops within their forced marriage.
Let's play up politics, love triangles, espionage, drama, life, death, magic, anything we can think of.
A little about me, I'm 30 female from the States. I've been roleplaying on and off for about 13 plus years. I'm semi to advanced literate, depending on the plot, the scene and my partner. I write mostly in 3rd person, I'm comfortable with themes that are 🌠romantic🌶 in nature, and discord is my preferred platform for roleplaying. I prefer my partner to be 21 plus and also in the States, though I'm pretty flexible in that regard.
I do prefer stories that are long term, that can span over years of the character's lives with numerous plot points throughout. It always creates a more in depth story! I love chatting outside of the roleplay as well 💖
I'm a mom to a one year old. My day job is very easy, so I'm free on and off for most of my working hours, evenings and the occasional middle of the night feeding lol I'm in desperate need for some creativity in my life
Please send me a message detailing some of your ideas for the story so we can discuss more. I really look forward to hearing from you! Let's get creative!

Author's Blurb: "What matters most to the survivor isn't skills or knowledge. It's the will to live."

Preface

What a load of crap. Reverse City taught me a lot of things, and the first among them is that "the will to live" won't help you defy death anymore than "the will to fly" will let you defy gravity. Speaking of which, there's something you need to know about Reverse City: it's a misnomer. There's nothing "Reverse" about it. If you look at it from afar, it looks perfectly normal. Or, as normal as anything can be in a world that is a decaying amalgamation of three planes of existence. Up is up, and down is down.
You're just standing on the ceiling.

Chapter 1

First things first: shelter. You might think this would be easy, since you're in the middle of a city, but remember that gravity is upside down here. Under normal circumstances, you could choose any building you wanted to for a house, and the rest of the city to scavenge for food. But what makes a building isolated or not, is based on whether it has any balconies or bridges connecting to other places. That's a lot rarer than you'd think. Besides that, the surface is patrolled constantly by deadly T-Drones, both scouts and killers. Luckily, the city had one of the most extensive subway systems in the world before the "sinkhole incident" that swallowed it whole. Although there are scouts down there, they aren't searching for people. Just making sure nobody steps out of line. You should set up in the older, deeper tunnels, since the trains rarely run there. Even if you hear a train, don't worry about getting run over. Only organic things are affected by the inverted gravity, so all the trains will pass under your head. The bigger issue is running into T-Boy. He's the one who flipped everything, and the only person who can still walk around on the floor. That's why he likes to tell newbies that he's the "most normal person in this city", which is hard to believe considering he's got a cathode-ray TV for a helmet, but it's best you don't say that. If you do, he'll concede it doesn't really matter, but that no one will argue he's "the most dangerous person in this city", and use a prototype weapon to bring you down from the ceiling and crush you with a miniature black hole. Luckily, it IS a prototype, and will overheat before you die. He'll laugh the whole time, because there is such a thrill from wielding "uncontrollable power", and then speed off. The maniac...

Chapter 2

The tunnels have plenty of rats to eat, but not normal rats. "Erda rats". I don't know what "Erda" is exactly, but if you touch it, it'll fuse into you and make you glow blue for some reason, besides making you ridiculously strong. I don't like it. Makes you look like a humanoid blob of radioactive laundry detergent, if you ask me. Luckily, you only change by touching pure Erda, not anything already affected by it, so the rat meat is safe eat, even if the rats are stupidly dangerous to hunt. If you're packing anything short of a .308, you don't stand a chance, and that's if you hit them in the head or the heart. If you're short on firepower, you could ask those "Erda People" for help. They're about as strong as the rats, and much more friendly, but don't expect them to do anything for free. They're in the same boat as you, after all. Though, most of them were born in Reverse City. With food covered, you'll want to set up a camp. Pro-tip: anything that isn't nailed down (or up, rather), will fall to the floor. Your bed, your tent, everything. Make sure to secure everything you got with anything you can get. Tape, nails, etc. You'll need a fire, to cook the rat meat. And that means you'll need a hanging fire pit. Here's what you'll need: an oil drum, some metal brackets, 2 street sign posts, a handful of heavy duty nuts and bolts, a metal grate, some thin metal straps, about 4 concrete anchors, and a high-powered electric drill. The drum and grate will be your pit, and the rest of it will help secure it to the ceiling. The street sign posts should be fastened to either side of the barrel using the bolts, and reach about a 2 meters past the rim of the barrel. The metal straps should be wrapped around the barrel and pinned to it by the posts. Cut out the base of the drum, or at least drill plenty of holes in it, and place the metal grate halfway down the barrel. Ideally, it'll rest on the bolts used to attach the posts. If need be, you could substitute a mesh of rebar. Using the brackets, concrete anchors, and drill, affix the street posts to the ceiling. To use it, drop your fuel into the barrel, and light. Cooking on it can be done in two ways: the good old "hot dog on a stick", or by creating a heating plate of some sort on top of the barrel. Really, anyway to make sure the fire gets to the food and not your hand works. Oh, and I feel I add a bit of a disclaimer: the "Erda People" always helped me without question, so I have no idea what favors they might ask you in return. They called me a "saint" because my books taught them how to survive, even if my writing was boring...

Chapter 3

Hey everyone,
I'm diving into the world of SSDs (Solid State Drives) and I keep seeing this term "SSD endurance" pop up, but I'm not entirely sure what it means. Can someone help clarify it for me?
As far as I understand, SSDs are these faster, more reliable alternatives to traditional hard disk drives (HDDs), thanks to their use of flash memory instead of spinning disks. But now I'm learning that SSD endurance is a factor to consider when choosing an SSD, and I'm not sure what it entails.
So, what exactly is SSD endurance? Is it related to how long an SSD can last before it fails, or is there more to it? And how is it different from the lifespan of an SSD?
I've heard some people talk about write cycles and how they impact SSD endurance. Does this mean that every time I write data to my SSD, it's somehow wearing out? If so, how big of a concern is this, and is there anything I can do to prolong the life of my SSD?
Also, how do I know if an SSD has good endurance? Are there specific metrics or ratings I should be looking for when shopping for an SSD?
I'd really appreciate any insights or explanations you can offer. Thanks a bunch!

Hello fellow writers! I am once again on the hunt for a roleplay partner 🤗
I want to do a medieval, arranged marriage roleplay where are characters are from rival nations, and perhaps even from different fantasy races. Enemies to lovers is one of my all time favorite plots.
I'd like the story to incorporate the differences between our character's cultures, have them drop their hatred and prejudices for one another, learn from the other and grow closer as their romance develops within their forced marriage.
Let's play up politics, love triangles, espionage, drama, life, death, magic, anything we can think of.
A little about me, I'm 30 female from the States. I've been roleplaying on and off for about 13 plus years. I'm semi to advanced literate, depending on the plot, the scene and my partner. I write mostly in 3rd person, I'm comfortable with themes that are 🌠romantic🌶 in nature, and discord is my preferred platform for roleplaying. I prefer my partner to be 21 plus and also in the States, though I'm pretty flexible in that regard.
I do prefer stories that are long term, that can span over years of the character's lives with numerous plot points throughout. It always creates a more in depth story! I love chatting outside of the roleplay as well 💖
I'm a mom to a one year old. My day job is very easy, so I'm free on and off for most of my working hours, evenings and the occasional middle of the night feeding lol I'm in desperate need for some creativity in my life
Please send me a message detailing some of your ideas for the story so we can discuss more. I really look forward to hearing from you! Let's get creative!

I took a short solo trip this week. Rented a car on Monday morning, drove to the coast, stayed the night, and left around midday on Tuesday. Honestly? I had a great time. I was so independent and unburdened, at least while it lasted.
One unusual finding was that… I miss the suburbs? I stopped at a suburban Panera in a very nice town south of the city. It reminded me of the town my college friends live in — lots of greenery, very new, very nice, and with an overall feeling of growth and prosperity. Sitting in that Panera, listening to the local geriatric population gossip as I ate my salad, felt strangely comforting. I guess that’s how I grew up, right? In the land where shops only exist in shopping centers, and you have to drive to get anywhere, and going to Panera is an event.
It’s funny, I eat at restaurants all the time, but I very rarely get lunch with friends. I think I’m desensitized to it, so going out to eat is no longer of any importance to me. In high school, we’d go to Panera somewhat often and it was always fun. In college, I’d do the same thing with restaurants in the area. Here, I don’t.
Right, I was in Panera. The suburbs felt so comforting. I went to a really big Target. I went to a really big furniture store. I went to a really big Barnes & Noble.
There used to be a Barnes & Noble in the city. My first summer here, I was a voracious reader. I learned the city through the coffee shops and parks where I read. Going to that bookstore was always a treat, and I even became a B&N member, but then it closed. There are other bookstores, I guess, but they are too cramped. I never feel like I have permission to take up space and browse for a long time.
When I woke up this morning, I had a feeling of dread because I was going back to the city. I hadn’t been gone long enough. I wanted to keep on enjoying the small town on the coast, largely empty except for locals and a few random travelers. I wanted to keep roleplaying as a suburbanite whose can enjoy some privacy. But I had to go — the rental car was due at 4. So I left. I listened to podcasts, I considered stopping in another suburb that felt grungy and old, I had my gas filled by an attendant for some reason, and survived the highway traffic. I was back. The trip was over.
Am I a loner? The things I loved about the trip were the independence, the quiet, the space, the anonymity. I was able to do things like read a book while sitting in a gay bar, maybe because I felt so anonymous and focused on myself that I was not hindered by the opinions of others. I didn’t touch Instagram. I barely touched my phone at all besides directions and a few brief conversations.
I felt so creative, too. An empty itinerary + a good fantasy book + a dnd podcast primed me. I felt like I could write a novel. I could spin up a rich world in my mind. I revisited some old concepts I wrote down years ago, and they still hold water.
Some of that creative energy survived the drive back to the city. I made some art on my iPad. I sent it to some friends. One of the first replies was a biting, mean critique. It was meant as a joke, I imagine, but it was crushing.
I want to go back on vacation. I don’t know if I really hate my life in the city, but it was good to escape it for a little while.
So… why did I write this? I only write these when I’m feeling some type of way. Well, I got home from the local place where I made that art. And now I don’t know what to do with myself. A movie? Read? Clean? Finish my art? Sleep? Cry (if I can manage it, which is unlikely)? Go on Hinge?
I hooked up with the guy I’ve been infrequently seeing for the last two and a half years. He’s finally leaving the city. I need someone different, so that’s maybe a good thing.
I feel lonely. I feel sad. I wish I had a car so I could drive off into the night. My heart is beating heavy — not really any faster than usual, but I can feel it.
When I quit my job, I think I expected all this stress to release, like cutting through a stretched rubber band (weird metaphor, I know). But it didn’t. The truth is, I am stressed about the new job. I am stressed about seeing my family this weekend. I don’t feel like I have enough room to totally relax — like I made an optometry appointment tomorrow at 10am, so I can’t sleep in. But I don’t want to sleep yet either, so I guess I just won’t sleep enough. I need to release all this stress somehow. I guess I’ll get a lil high. Idk.
What else? I was prescribed Prozac. I quit my job, as mentioned above. That’s really it.
Well, thanks for bearing with me. This started as a vacation recap and then went off the rails. I’ll reschedule my optometry appointment and then I’ll just fuck off.

I have a friend who is going through a really tough time financially. They are nearly in the negative almost everyday and their job doesn’t provide much. A while back they started asking for a few dollars here and there for food and gas. I said yes without thinking twice about it. Now, the requests are becoming more frequent and they range anywhere between ($3-$20). I feel guilty and say yes everytime, but I checked my bank statement and I’ve given my friend hundreds of dollars in a couple of months.
I think what’s frustrating me is my friend says they will send me back the money the same day but they never do or they’ll send back the low amount that I lent and ignores the big amount.
I’m at a loss for what to do. Right now I’m feeling pretty frustrated each time they message me and ask for more money. But then I also feel extremely guilty when they tell me they’re starving, low on gas, etc.
I 100% don’t expect to get the money back that I’ve lent out which is my mistake. I just have no clue how to approach this and whether I’m being selfish to not help them?

(I didn't wanna make this post too long off topic, so I posted backstory on my profile as a seperate post)
Right now, I feel like I'm in White Space from Omori.
I have 3 friends, but they all have lives. The past year we hung out a lot, for some months straight we hungout pretty much every single day. But after awhile things settled down and they're just busy with other things.
So I'm just at home everyday, isolated almost all the time. I try to distract myself with the overwhelming amount of art I consume my time with. But over all being alone is crushing me.
I see 1 of my friends (I'll call 02) regularly but only for a few days a week. My other two friends barely talk to me or 02 that much. When they do actually wanna rarely hangout, maybe they show up out of no where, we hangout for an hour (2 if im lucky) then they get bored and wanna leave.
Or sometimes they need a ride somewhere, and cause I'm lonely and crave any socialization I can get of course I do it. I don't think it's their intention to make me feel used, but I do feel used. But also because of this I wonder if they just don't see a point in hanging out with me. I worry about needing to bring value when I'm with others or else they'll see no point in staying and just leave.
This is something I've talked to them about because I always felt like I had to keep coming up with something to talk about so it never gets boring. But my stress was overwhelming me and they reassured me that I didn't have to.
They said it's ok to just sit in silence just to chill. BUT THEN THEY STOPPED HANGING OUT WITH ME AS MUCH ONCE OUR HANGOUTS STARTED BEING MORE "CHILL".
So, I really want to meet new people. But with extreme social anxiety and being inside so much again, it's scary just to leave the house some days.
I also want to meet more people like me (emo), and the bay area has a lot of punk/metal shows going on all the time. I used to go with friends, and the few I've went to alone last year with the intention of making new friends. I didn't know how to approach anybody.
But then I also worry, that if I meet someone and get introduced to their friend group. I have to worry about what I think they all think about me, and if they'll see any value in being around me.
I don't know how to carry conversation well. I only know how to talk when I'm close with people but even then I still don't talk as much as I wish I could.
Then also even if I DO make a friend, and we actually start hanging out. Most likely they'll have a life and be just as distant as my current friends are.
Theres some shows upcoming next month that I'm planning to go to, but I'm worried I'm just gonna freeze up and not talk to anyone again.
In the other post on my profile I talked about how the only time I was really social is when I was on E. So I might try to get some before the shows, but also I'd really like to be able to socialize without use of substances.
I just want someone who can be around most of the time that I don't feel like I have to live up to an invisible expectation of to feel like they aren't gonna get bored of me.
I don't think that's realistic though. I'm not expecting an answer to solve my issue, cause I know you don't fix mental problems like that.
But I'd appreciate if anyone has any advice to point me in the right direction. Ty if u read this :D

i’m holding back my tears while writing this. my mother constantly points out every flaw she sees in me. every day she’ll “joke” about my appearance or something that i’m doing. i cant even live without her commenting on me. her “jokes” seem like underlying insults and i’ve told her how i have felt about her actions but she keeps doing it as if i’ve never addressed it to her. i love my mom i honestly do and i know that she loves me but i don’t think she realizes how much her words affect me. and maybe i’m just being too sensitive and need to learn to have more resilience but this happens 24/7 and it has really caused me to have such a negative view of myself. i’m always second guessing myself and i can’t even trust my own decisions. it really does hurt my self-esteem. i just needed to get this out and tell someone about this because i can’t keep it in anymore.

I was 36 BMI. around this time last year, I got addicted to restricting and now I’m BMI 20.
The thing that makes me the most sad is that I do not identify whatsoever with the person I was when I was obese.
I have hidden all pictures of my obese self or deleted them. Trips I went on, international travel and to local beaches. Hanging out with friends that I probably won’t get a chance to meet again. Anything. I feel a real disconnect as though we are completely different people. I hate her, because she didn’t have control, she was “ugly” etc.
When I catch myself falling down that thought pattern, it really makes me sad. She deserves love too. she was going through a really really hard time in life. And back then I did so many fun things. I had moments of pure joy. I really didn’t see myself as fat, I saw myself as pretty. Then one day things just… changed.
I just can’t forgive her though. Now, if I want to show someone a trip I went on, or a picture with a friend from years of 2020-2023, I feel like I can’t. Because even worse than them seeing me at that weight is them seeing me having lost it now.
And the compliments come in, and I realize that that girl from a year ago actually didn’t deserve love, that I was right for hiding her away.
Maybe I want to protect that past self from who I am now. Spiteful, tired, angry, and an anxious obsessive-compulsive mess. Maybe I want to protect her from the ire of others and their insensitive comments about how “You lost weight, you look great!” that do nothing but imply that she did not look great.
Anyway. Just had to get that off my chest.

there was this one scene i can barely remember now but i watched it a while back as a quick video of Michael getting mad at the office people saying something like we dont need 3 accountants and some other valid points that pretty much summarized that without him (which i assume the people of the office tried getting him out or something) then a lot of things he allows happen in the office wouldnt happen
it really amazes me to think about how he stood up for himself and shames everyone else but havent been able to find it in the times i decided to start my adventure to look for it for half an hour here and there, but again if anyone knows where j can find it let me know please