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Mingmings and Swswswswsws. Hello mga KA-Muning at Ka-Pusa. This space was created primarily for PH and other Filipino Redditors to post and share (cute) PH cat pictures. We welcome photos of your pets, family or friends' pets, and cats in your neighborhood or current location, as long as you actually took the photo. C'mon all cat pics are cute. We trust the furparents to abide and maintain "paw-sitive" feels in the sub. Now go back to your cat overlords and serve them.
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Welcome to the subreddit for fans of actress & sometimes musician Florence Pugh! Pugh Project Release Schedule: • Dune - Part 2 (March 1, 2024) • Marvel’s Thunderbolts (TBD) • The Pack (TBD) • East of Eden (Netflix, TBD) • We Live In Time (TBD)
2024.05.19 05:28 Vast-Fan-7743 ews certificate doubt
mere income and assets certificate pe mere papa aur mera naam hai, "shri father of minor " ke format mei likha hai mai abhi 17 ka hu to jo ews certificate counselling (for jee) ke time dena hoga (jo adv ki website pe hai) usme meri photo aur name hoga ya mere papa ka?
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2024.05.19 04:01 kafeinsiz House of The Dragon ve The Rings of Power 2. Sezonları BH 19.05.24 KONULARI
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2024.05.19 01:58 jphenom5 [US, US] [H] Sealed Blister Art Set of WoTC Base Set Booster Packs [W] PayPal, trades
Hi,
All three packs are in great condition and come with acrylic cases. I’d like $1900 PayPal obo.
I am interested in sealed SwSh booster boxes and PSA 10 SwSh Alt Arts for trades, but am open to anything.
Thanks!
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All three packs are in great condition and come with acrylic cases. I’d like $1900 PayPal obo.
I am interested in sealed SwSh booster boxes and PSA 10 SwSh Alt Arts for trades, but am open to anything.
Thanks!
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2024.05.18 20:56 1999matrix1999 [SALE] *Part 9 HUGE! Anime Figures Sale! (Moving sell)
Part 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, & 3 sale are still available here- Part 8, Part 7 , Part 6 , Part 5 , Part 4 , Part 3
*** Due to limited Characters anything left blank in the "Condition" Section is *Brand New, Sealed*
The Figures are all 100% Authentic.
- Shipping within the US, with Free shipping with orders $100+. I will pay for the PayPal fees.- Willing to ship Internationally as long as buyer can cover shipping cost.
*Discount Sale* If... - [5/+ figures = 5%] - - [10/+ figures = 8%] -
Images to the figures -<1-10><11-20><21-30><31-40><41-50><51-60><61-70><71-80><81-90><91-100><101-110><111-119><
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*** Due to limited Characters anything left blank in the "Condition" Section is *Brand New, Sealed*
The Figures are all 100% Authentic.
- Shipping within the US, with Free shipping with orders $100+. I will pay for the PayPal fees.- Willing to ship Internationally as long as buyer can cover shipping cost.
*Discount Sale* If... - [5/+ figures = 5%] - - [10/+ figures = 8%] -
Images to the figures -<1-10><11-20><21-30><31-40><41-50><51-60><61-70><71-80><81-90><91-100><101-110><111-119><
2024.05.18 19:25 SideTime4100 IS I AM A LOOSER?
ANSWER IS YES I AM IN 🫥
-yeah sab 10th mai start hota hai 9th tak toh bot aacha tha padhai mai but suddenly kam padhai karne ki wajah se mera thik tak no. aye it seems okay t me jab mera result aya 10th ka tab mai aur mera papa bank mai tha sudeenly papa ka pass phone aya result aagaya maine bank mai hi result check kiya i was shocked i got only 78% mera papa na mujhe bank mai sabka samne daat diya aur gharpe akee mujhe thode dande maare ab ate hai main story pa ab mai 11th mai tha sudenly my life changes pata nii kaise mi ek cool dude type ban gaya tha meri ek gf bhi bani lets name her disha starting mai hamara relation boht aacha chala [aacha batana bhul gaya usne mujhe poose kiya] badme mujhe uska asli rang dekkhne lage she was not the girl i ever wanted woh chote log aa sath rehti thi not in that sense ab kaise samjhau uska ek ex photo bf tha uski pic bhi leak ho gayi thi uska sath kiss karte hua which is okay phir usne meri ladai start karwadi woh ladka ladka mujhe aisa bolra hai waise bolra hai lte sedha kam karwati thi hamara thoda sexuall attachmment bhi tha badme ussi ki wajah se hamara break up ho gaaya 12th mai brreak up hua usne meri image school mai boht buri kardi jissa mera zeena haram kar diya tha hmari secret baatee saro ko bata diya karti thi meri imagge down karti rehti thi maine aaj tak uski baate kisi ko nahi batayi taki uski image kharab na ho but she did ab present mai ate hai i cleared 12th maine jee mains clear kar liya jaise taise mai boht avarage bacha tha school mai but drop year mai ho gaya jaise taise meri coaching na meri sari preparation kharab kardi uss coaching na mera moddules hi mera dono attempt ka baad diye woh bhi aadhe aur syllaubus bhi complete ni karwaya but now my parents are expecting from me to clear jee advance too which is not possible in just 40 days but mera parents nahi samajh rahe roj mujhhe boht sunate hai mera papa na meri 11th aur 12th dono kharab kardi gov. school mai lagake infact mera papa ne 12th mai mujhe jee bhi nii dena diya aur drop year mai apne pass rakhne ka chakkar mai kisi gandi sii coaching maii admission dilwa diya mera jan attempt mai 55 aye aur phir maine coaching chod di aur khude april atttempt mai padhai karke cuoff clear ki[that coaching ruined my career aur ab 25 bhi mang rahe hai bolre hai apki installment baki hai aur mera modules bhhi ni nera syllabus bhi complete nii karwaya]ab maai roj daaat khatta hu mujhe bola jata hai ki tu nikkama hai aur ab mujhe mera dost akee bolre hai meri ex -gf mera bare mai baate fela rahi hai but mai bhul chuka hu yeah sab par phir bhi yaas dila deta hai ab aisa lagra hai kuch nii bacha zindagi mai i think a really permanent sleep can fix me only you what i am talking about!!! bs ab kuch nii bacha 💌
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-yeah sab 10th mai start hota hai 9th tak toh bot aacha tha padhai mai but suddenly kam padhai karne ki wajah se mera thik tak no. aye it seems okay t me jab mera result aya 10th ka tab mai aur mera papa bank mai tha sudeenly papa ka pass phone aya result aagaya maine bank mai hi result check kiya i was shocked i got only 78% mera papa na mujhe bank mai sabka samne daat diya aur gharpe akee mujhe thode dande maare ab ate hai main story pa ab mai 11th mai tha sudenly my life changes pata nii kaise mi ek cool dude type ban gaya tha meri ek gf bhi bani lets name her disha starting mai hamara relation boht aacha chala [aacha batana bhul gaya usne mujhe poose kiya] badme mujhe uska asli rang dekkhne lage she was not the girl i ever wanted woh chote log aa sath rehti thi not in that sense ab kaise samjhau uska ek ex photo bf tha uski pic bhi leak ho gayi thi uska sath kiss karte hua which is okay phir usne meri ladai start karwadi woh ladka ladka mujhe aisa bolra hai waise bolra hai lte sedha kam karwati thi hamara thoda sexuall attachmment bhi tha badme ussi ki wajah se hamara break up ho gaaya 12th mai brreak up hua usne meri image school mai boht buri kardi jissa mera zeena haram kar diya tha hmari secret baatee saro ko bata diya karti thi meri imagge down karti rehti thi maine aaj tak uski baate kisi ko nahi batayi taki uski image kharab na ho but she did ab present mai ate hai i cleared 12th maine jee mains clear kar liya jaise taise mai boht avarage bacha tha school mai but drop year mai ho gaya jaise taise meri coaching na meri sari preparation kharab kardi uss coaching na mera moddules hi mera dono attempt ka baad diye woh bhi aadhe aur syllaubus bhi complete ni karwaya but now my parents are expecting from me to clear jee advance too which is not possible in just 40 days but mera parents nahi samajh rahe roj mujhhe boht sunate hai mera papa na meri 11th aur 12th dono kharab kardi gov. school mai lagake infact mera papa ne 12th mai mujhe jee bhi nii dena diya aur drop year mai apne pass rakhne ka chakkar mai kisi gandi sii coaching maii admission dilwa diya mera jan attempt mai 55 aye aur phir maine coaching chod di aur khude april atttempt mai padhai karke cuoff clear ki[that coaching ruined my career aur ab 25 bhi mang rahe hai bolre hai apki installment baki hai aur mera modules bhhi ni nera syllabus bhi complete nii karwaya]ab maai roj daaat khatta hu mujhe bola jata hai ki tu nikkama hai aur ab mujhe mera dost akee bolre hai meri ex -gf mera bare mai baate fela rahi hai but mai bhul chuka hu yeah sab par phir bhi yaas dila deta hai ab aisa lagra hai kuch nii bacha zindagi mai i think a really permanent sleep can fix me only you what i am talking about!!! bs ab kuch nii bacha 💌
2024.05.18 18:59 djavulensfitta Short story written by Joost (Brüders auf Berlin)
Hi, I know some of you have been interested in Joost’s written stuff, so this is one of them. It’s a short story that Joost wrote for Boekenweek voor Jongeren (Book Week for Young People) in 2019. There’s more info about it here (in Dutch) https://www.vice.com/nl/article/qvgzpv/joost-klein-schreef-een-kort-verhaal-over-een-wilde-nacht-in-berlijn and there was also this promo video for it https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wx7wxnpxps0. It's been translated from Dutch - maybe not the most perfect translation but it's readable. Original in Dutch here. Enjoy
"How come he suddenly has cash?" I looked at Gurb, but he avoided my gaze. Louis never had money and yet he was buying another round. Meanwhile, a Moby song was playing and nothing made sense. "If he has money for drinks, he can surely pay me back, right?"
Just a few hours ago, I was alone in Berlin. Now, ten hours later, I'm standing in some obscure techno club with my best friends. Loud rock music with drunken shouting. "Hey, Miss Murder, can I make beauty stay if I take my life?" I woke up that day with a mild hangover from the lonely yet people-filled night before. Perfect conditions for a 20-year-old dropout.
The Hard Rock Café was the most beautifully ugly place in Berlin. Gurb had driven for seven hours straight in his mother's car, but we didn't notice. An iconic black Mini Cooper. Your body leads your mind, the beat never stops, and you can conquer the world. Louis threw in another crazy dance move. We were happy.
"Do you want another drink, brother?" Gurb asked me, half shouting. An evening filled with rhetorical questions. He saw me dancing and already knew the answer.
Gurb always had money. Louis, on the other hand, never did. Louis was also the youngest of us three. He had just turned 18. I wouldn't call him a cunning fox. More like a jack-of-all-trades. Like the time he made a lot of money on a Wadden Island with a group of boys. They sold large blocks of hash.
"Crazy dude!" I shouted at him. He yelled something back.
"Do you remember back then?" Louis said.
"Back then? Back then? Yeah man, of course!" I had no idea what he meant. "Do you mean the party?"
"Do you mean the party, he says! This guy. When I look at you like this, it makes me happy. The exact same kid is here letting loose just like back in high school!"
We knew each other from secondary school. He joined when I was in the second grade. He was very intelligent. Too young, too much knowledge of the world. His mother is from Brazil. We often went to his mother's place to play on the Playstation Louis and I had bought together.
I lived everywhere at that time. In the crisis shelter where I stayed for a while, for example, I wasn't allowed to have a Playstation. So we set it up in an accessible place, near school. It was always fun with Louis. Going together to the Apple Store. Taking all kinds of photos with all the webcams, posting them on Hyves, and then leaving. Louis always knew how to cheer me up.
"Aaaaaaaaaa!" There was Gurb with five drinks in his hands. Gurb was wearing a blue checkered shirt. Two buttons undone. Hair slicked back. "You look good, brother!"
"You look fresh too! We all look fresh!" Gurb said enthusiastically. Louis was wearing a completely white outfit. We quickly bought this before going out. He also bleached his hair.
"You look like the Brazilian cousin of James Dean in these clothes," I said. Louis laughed. "Let me take a picture."
Suddenly, the DJ switched to some kind of techno. "Ah, here Berlin briefly takes off its mask." I was fine with it all. Louis was talking to a lady.
Voluptuous breasts, I thought to myself. He gave her one of his two drinks.
"He's with a girl and he's thinking with his dick," I said to Gurb. "Let him be, tonight Berlin is ours!"
The bass kept pounding. "I simply don't have the patience for the club," I said to Gurb. He looked surprised. Like a sweet dog, tilting his head. "I'm just waiting for tomorrow. Can't do my thing here. Don't have patience for the already known. I want adventure and I want it now!"
Gurb started laughing. "Patience is a virtue." Yes. Patience is all well and good, but I think it's a waste of my time. Gurb grabbed my shoulder.
"I think it's time for another beer."
Louis and I were walking through Leeuwarden a year ago when suddenly a red Ford Ka stopped in front of us. It was Gurb, casually driving around the city. He invited us into his car. We hopped in. Since that afternoon, the three of us were together. A few months later, Louis got a tattoo on his ribs in honor of our friendship. It was the name of our group chat. Braddar Force Indigo.
There were also days when Gurb would take me for a drive around Friesland. He reminded me how beautiful Friesland is. The world doesn't spin there. The newspapers I threw away in the Stiens forest in 2011 could still be lying in the same spot, so to speak.
Just before midnight, I found myself in line for the restroom. My eyes fell on a pair of striking shoes. Cigarette smoke invaded my nose for the fourth time. "Müssen Sie eine Zigarette haben?" a female voice spoke to me. I felt like Tom Hanks in the final scene of Angels & Demons, where the new pope first steps onto the balcony. The curtains opened. There I was, witnessing an important moment in history. I was just told how I was sent by God, but my ears didn't want to hear any of it. At least that's how I felt. My mouth was empty. I had no words left. That's when I knew for sure. Berlin might really be as crazy as literally everyone says.
Dark blond, silky hair. Was this real beauty then? She wouldn't look 40, but I think she was. A true woman. Beautiful in all her elegance. I always joked about being interested in older women, but tonight one stood in front of me. "I don't smoke," I said to her.
Someone tapped me. "Please, just go to the toilet!" He was right. I hadn't peed in a while either. My urine was cloudy. "Glomerulonephritis," I said to myself on the toilet. This is an unusual condition. It's an inflammation in the kidneys, I thought I remembered. They should never have given me access to Google.
The evening progressed, and Louis kept buying rounds. "But seriously now. How does Louis suddenly have all that money for drinks?" I asked Gurb. He was outside smoking with a group of Swiss girls. I had strategically positioned myself so that I could always leave the crime scene if necessary.
"You shouldn't ask me," said Gurb. He was laughing with the temporary girlfriend group of Louis. Gurb has a beard. A lot of chicks like that. I get it too.
As much as I enjoyed Louis and Gurb being here for me, something didn't sit right with me. It couldn't just be about the money. "What's up with him?" I heard one of the Swiss girls say to Gurb.
Those kinds of questions really tire me out. "Not much, with you?" I replied.
They all started laughing. "That's not what she meant, brother," said Gurb.
"I couldn't care less whether she meant it or not. Send that brace-face back to Switzerland. Don't drive me crazy, alright!"
Actually, I hadn't drunk that much that evening. "Two vodka Sprites, please!" It's rare for me to get just one drink. "I always get two drinks, then you have to wait shorter for the third one!" Maybe the alcohol was affecting me more than I wanted to admit. Oh well, it was still the three of us against the world.
"Nice shoes, are those Prada?" I asked a random girl at the bar.
"No, these are fake. Why would I buy real ones for 600 dollars if I could just buy these for 20?"
"..."
I'm not very good at that. Talking. To women.
Louis and Gurb were in the smoking area now. It was less blue than the dance floor itself. My clothes already stank, so a visit to the smoking area couldn't hurt. "These people are so underground!" Gurb shouted. Louis was filming him with his phone. "These people..." There was a brief pause. As if Gurb forgot the only line he had. "...so underground!" All three of us burst into laughter. The alcohol flowed through our veins as if it came from the purest mountains. People seemed doubled and the room was full. We had been in the same club in Berlin for several hours.
"Leonardo! What are you hiding from the big boss?" I sometimes called Louis ‘DiCaprio.’ "You a rich guy, now?" I said, with an accent as if I were from the Bronx.
Louis started laughing. "Eh, you know nothing. Bullshit talk."
I had to laugh too. What was I even worried about? Friends are friends, with or without money. That shouldn't matter. Louis probably just worked for that money. Maybe it wasn't as bad as I thought. Maybe he just had enough to buy rounds. But what if my gut feeling was right? That feeling was never wrong. Except for that one time at the Holland Casino in Groningen. Even the best of us have slip-ups. I was just getting worked up again. When it comes down to it, Louis is one of the sweetest guys I know. I had to let it go. After all, it's still Louis.
"I think I'm going to have sex soon, man," Louis said.
"With who?" I asked immediately.
"That one girl."
"Which one?"
"The one with the boobs."
"Oh, her. Just be careful."
"What kind of reaction is that?" Louis asked indignantly.
I'd only had four drinks, but I was acting like a mess. Louis was right. I didn't understand myself. Where was my head at? I'm here in Berlin, supposed to be having the time of my life, but here I am feeling lonely and sad again. Joost once again couldn't control his emotions.
"Sorry," I suddenly said to Louis. "Sorry for my behavior. Been acting dumb towards you all night. It's unnecessary." Sometimes I have that. Mood swings. "Know that crime is never the solution. We've talked about this so many times. Yes, it's tempting and sometimes easy money. I sometimes find it amusing too, but it's always hypothetical. Ask me for help. I can help you, even with illegal things. I'll always have your back." The dancing was kind of over.
The words I had just placed on Louis's plate came from my heart. My Frisian, irregular boys' heart.
Crying in the club. I had never seen myself like that. Crying, yes. In the club, no. I never understood the taboo around crying. Or emotions in general. I saw myself in the mirror. They weren't tears of joy. They weren't tears of sadness either. It was me letting everything go. All the emotions I had ever felt. The emotions I felt between my brother and sister and myself because they wanted to take on a parental role over me, but I was in puberty, so I pushed them away. The emotions I felt when my old neighbors were supposed to take care of my dog, but didn't tell me that he was bitten by one of their dogs. They didn't have money for the surgery, they later told me. They were ashamed of their lack of money. My dog died from this injury. Even the emotions that were all jumping at once during the retake for my swimming diploma A, I let go of.
No emotions. Just for a moment, not feeling anything. Is that too much to ask for?
"You still don’t smoke?"
It had to be the voice of the woman with the cigarettes. I looked over my shoulder through the mirror. It was her. The one with dark blond, silky hair.
"Not to be rude, but this is the men’s room," I said. She took a step closer and kissed me on my lips. It tasted like more. We started kissing. It had been a while since I had had female contact at this level. It probably didn't look good and it didn't feel good either. She started kissing my neck. Slowly, I noticed the pressure in the erectile tissues of my penis starting to increase. "I really don't have time for this!" I thought to myself. The woman with the cigarettes started to slowly sink down until she was on her knees. I didn't want this. Not now, not like this. She unraveled my penis from my Polo Ralph Lauren underwear. Her tongue was blue. It was probably from cheap shots of alcohol.
Was this real beauty then? Was this the beginning or the end of her story? And had I become the boy my parents hoped I would be? I thought about the fact that this was once someone's little daughter. Somewhere in the world, an old man might be wondering what his daughter is doing. Am I really putting pleasure above my own morals and values?
With my semi-erect circumcised penis still exposed, I lifted her up. After giving her a kiss on her forehead, I pulled up my pants and left the toilets.
It was the usual last hour in any club ever. I met Louis and Gurb at the bar. "Should we have another drink?" I asked Gurb. "I feel like having a cocktail. Something sweet. Lots of sugar. What about you?"
Gurb looked at the menu. "A cognac would go down well right now."
"A cognac? You're only nineteen!" Gurb and Louis laughed. "Two Tequila Sunrises please!" I called to the bartender. "Also, two beers! Thanks!" I also got a beer for Louis. At first, I didn't want to, but I didn't want to spoil the mood either. Besides, I didn't want to show too much that it bothered me so much.
We danced away the last minutes. The club closed, and we decided to walk with the group of Swiss girls. Apparently, they were staying nearby.
As I lagged behind the group, one of them tried to start a conversation with me. "Are you okay?" she asked kindly.
"I'm fine. Just had too much beer. Makes me sleepy." Not true at all, but I've heard people say that.
"You’re tired? The fun has only just began!" And as she said this, she pulled something out of her inner pocket. Her clenched fist, shielded by a half jacket. Who is this girl, anyway? I thought to myself. She opened her hand flat, and right in the center of her palm lay two small pills with a smiley face on them. At least, they looked like it.
"Oh, I don’t do drugs. Sorry."
"Me neither!" And she swallowed a pill. "Now it’s your turn... Or are you scared?"
Scared? Who did this crazy Swiss witch (with really beautiful eyes) think she was. With her "are you scared". I'll show her who's scared.
"Scared? I’m not scared." I picked up the remaining pill and swallowed it.
Everything went in slow motion. Was this who I had become? Was this the same boy from high school? And just before I could swallow, I spat out the pill. She was shocked. I picked up the pill again, dried it with my jacket, and put it back in her fist. "Maybe later!" I shouted, running back to the group, over my shoulder.
I have nothing to say to 9 out of 10 peers I come across. Of course, I can be social. I can also have fun with random people in random situations, but that night, it just tired me out. I also didn't understand what we were doing there. Those girls found me strange anyway. Suddenly, I was the fifth wheel.
"We know this place where they go until 7 in the morning!" The girl leader of the group spoke. I wanted to go home. "If you guys want, you can go. Don't worry about me," I said to Gurb and Louis. The boys had a brief discussion. We agreed to stay for just a little while longer for some drinks. I consented. I was thirsty. "I'll have a Fanta, Louis."
Gurb had reached the last cigarette in his pack. Louis and a girl from the group were nowhere to be found. It didn't even bother me. This guy just walks around with some cash in his pocket and all hell breaks loose. After a night full of stimuli, I understood Louis. Of course, I understood Louis. He's a young god. Handsome, smart guy. But that didn't make me any less angry. It was purely about trust for me. Something inside me said I should stop subconsciously expecting things from people too. It prevents disappointment.
"Hotel please!" I jokingly suggested to Gurb. "Should you call Louis or should I?" I added. Gurb immediately grabbed his Android smartphone and called Louis. He put the call on speaker.
"Are you ready?" Gurb asked.
"Yeah. Sort of."
"What do you mean?"
"We didn't have sex."
"That's fine, right? Tomorrow's a new day!"
"I think I'm in love, man," Louis said.
"...," Gurb said, chuckling as he let out a sigh.
Once we arrived at the girls' hostel, it was already getting light. Louis was thankfully back. There were stains on his pants, around his knees. My focus was solely on arranging a taxi. Although the boys were still flirting, I was really done now. "How are we going to pay for this taxi?" I said a bit too loudly.
There was a silence. "Don't worry. I still have cash," Gurb said.
"Yeah, I knew you would," I replied.
My words clearly hit Louis. "What do you mean by that?" he said.
It was as if time stood still for a few seconds. "Exactly what I said. Better listen." Louis pulled out a small wad of green bills from his pocket. At least 400 euros. "I don't even want to see that money," I reacted. I walked away.
I'll just order a taxi myself.
"Why are you walking away now?" Gurb said.
"Twelve hours ago, I was alone too, and I had a lot more fun then."
"Do you really want to know how I got this money?" Louis said.
Yes, I did want to know. My whole evening revolved around that damn money.
He took a second of pause before he began speaking. "The answer lies in the Mini."
What on earth could be in Gurb's mother's car? Louis was trying to get into my head. "Taxi!"
Once in the taxi, the division was clear. Gurb was upfront, chatting animatedly with the driver. All adventures ever were recounted. Louis and I in the back. One of my best friends since I was thirteen. Funny how things turn out. It was quiet between us. I was in my head, rehearsing how I would bring up the money again. It didn't add up, and he knew it himself. "I don't care, you know," I said, hoping he'd break.
"What don't you care about?"
"About that money."
"What money? You're really a crazy woozy man." Louis burst out laughing again.
On the other hand, it was silent. Gurb had started talking about the driver's family. The driver didn't appreciate it. Gurb meant well. The driver smelled of alcohol. Or was it me? His nails were polished. Maybe his wife was a specialist. I bite my nails myself. Like now.
"In the Mini, oh yeah."
"Shut up. Illegal man."
"You'll never know."
"Stop playing. Just say it!"
Louis grabbed my head, pulled himself towards me, and brought his mouth to my right ear. "Why so serious?" he whispered. He didn't want to tell me.
"But always with this damn money, huh?" I almost shouted at Louis. I broke every silence within a radius of 10 kilometers.
"I'm trying my best, bro. It is what it is. I can't make it any different," he replied. It was clearly bothering him deeply. He ran his hands through his hair. "Sometimes people have to do things. And you know that better than anyone. Sometimes they have to do things they don't really want to or aren't supposed to do."
I knew this spiel all too well. Through all the drunken haziness, I suddenly saw a small glimmer of light. A tiny spark of sincerity. Louis was serious this time.
"I'm sorry. I didn't want to involve you in this. I'm sorry," sweat dripped from his forehead.
"You're serious, huh? Damn, man. What mess have you gotten yourself into now? Worse than Terschelling?" Worse than Terschelling would mean stolen goods. Maybe even violence.
"It's not what you think."
"The Adlon Hotel, right?" the driver chimed in. Always saved by the bell, that Louis.
Suddenly I hit my head against the seat in front of me. Of course, I wasn't wearing my seatbelt. The last thing I saw was Gurb waking up in panic from his drunken stupor. One by one, I started losing my senses. It started with the feeling in my fingers. For a brief moment, everything wasn't quite black, and I could only see a vague pattern of colors repeating inside my eyelids. You could compare it to the brief moment after the commercial break before the movie starts in the cinema. The movie was about to begin.
I knew I wasn't dying. At least not yet. Not like this. Not after an overall mediocre night out in Berlin. I found comfort in the image I forced myself to see. It was all in my head. There I was, unconscious.
I saw myself in a third-person point of view. It wasn't like I was actually leaving my body. More like there was a webcam hanging in one of the upper corners of the taxi.
As a child, I used to dream a lot about death. Nights spent awake.
At some point, I developed a kind of compulsive behavior. I kept swaying my torso from left to right with my hands under my head. It became almost like a workout before bedtime. Every night.
I called it dream shuffling. Just like I had learned to shuffle puzzle pieces or playing cards. Making things a little exciting for yourself. But what I almost never told anyone was that I was scared. I was afraid of burglars, who were very agile and muscular.
Especially afraid that they would murder me. I really wanted to know what death was like. It scared me.
These fear visions originated during an all-inclusive vacation in Turkey. I was 6 years old and already in bed. There was a big old TV in our hotel room, so I could secretly watch TV from bed. Every evening, my parents sat on the balcony. Here they discussed their day while enjoying a glass of alcohol. There was a Japanese animated series on TV. In the few seconds that I watched, I saw a scary creature climbing a sort of apartment complex via the balconies. The creature had hundreds of teeth and blond hair. It quickly entered to decapitate the people, then drained them and, as a final insult, robbed them. Dozens of carcasses of dead people were scattered around the apartment complex. The complex on TV resembled the resort where we were in reality, and the TV world merged with my surroundings. I became part of it. I saw people watching. No matter how loudly I screamed for help, they didn't react. The sun became very bright, and the people turned into nothing more than shadows. As the intensity of the sun increased, something became clear to me. These were not people. They had a sort of orange skin. Where I had previously thought it was their nose and mouth, it turned out that these shadowy figures did not have such physical features. They simply had three holes in their heads. The police tried to do something, but in vain. Since then, we always kept the light on in the hallway outside my bedroom. By rocking back and forth, from left to right, I could glance fleetingly at the beam of light under the door. That bit of light, escaping from the hallway into my room, gave me an advantage. It allowed me to stay one step ahead of the burglars. Pretty smart, right?
"From Jamaica to the world!
It’s just love. Why must the children play in the street?"
It was Bob Sinclar with "Love Generation" speaking to us through the taxi's speakers. We were stationary. I was conscious again, but I didn't feel alive at all. "How long was I out?" I asked Louis.
I could tell by his expression that he was relieved. Relieved that I was back. "One minute," he almost apologized. Louis gave me a pat on the shoulder. Gurb, on the other hand, was sleeping. He slept like a baby cub.
I put my right index finger on my forehead. It felt wet, but it wasn't blood. Blood feels different. Meanwhile, I kept hearing whistling.
"Be the love generation! Oh yeah!" It was still that same song by Bob Sinclar.
The earlier scent of alcohol had now been replaced by the smell of incense. It smelled like the same incense I had in my room. Sold to me as Tibetan 39 incense. I had bought it at a coffee shop in Rotterdam. I pulled up my notes on my phone. "Who lights incense in a CAR????" I let Louis read from my screen. He took the phone from my hands and started typing as well.
"Look at Gurb >>>" Gurb was so deeply asleep that his head drooped. His seatbelt held his torso in place, but his head ended up on the driver's shoulder. The man didn't mind. He didn't move. I made eye contact with the driver through the rearview mirror, and soon I found him. He winked at me.
We arrived at the hotel. Gurb awakened from his alcoholic hibernation. "Who's going to pay for the taxi?" I asked. Clearly rhetorical. I already knew I would take this one for the team, as usual. I refused to use Louis's money. It was uncomfortably quiet. "By card please," I said.
"I'll always protect you, Louis. You really need to know that. I care about you like my own little brother. I'll always try to help you. But you have to be honest with me. Can you do that?" Louis didn't hesitate.
"Yes. Yes, I can. I'll show you. It's really in the Mini." Meanwhile, the taxi driver's card machine indicated that I had insufficient funds. That couldn't be right. Maybe I had withdrawn too much that evening.
"I have cash in the hotel room," Gurb said to me. Gurb informed the driver in broken English that he would go get his cash. The driver agreed. Money is money, whether it comes now or later. As long as it feels good in your hands.
Louis and I got out of the taxi. "You're not going to light a cigarette now, are you?" Louis wanted to smoke. "Especially for stress. That's really for people who can't handle pain. You need to feel pain. Pain needs to brand you for the rest of your life so you finally learn not to do such stupid things." It fell silent again. My blood boiled. All pots were on the stove. I felt like Gordon Ramsay in the kitchen. "Show me then. Do it."
Louis remained silent and walked around the corner of the hotel. Towards the parking lot. I followed him. "You're not going to find much," said Louis.
"Why not? Are you a magician?"
"No. Just. Not much."
"So there's suddenly magically nothing in Gurb's car?"
"Stop. Get out. Get out of my head!" Louis shouted. Louis had had enough. He was done with the parade. Normally we dealt with hypothetical stories. Only this time it wasn't a joke. I was sure now. Louis had dropped his mask. The revolution had begun. The government had fallen and the dikes had broken. The people were in charge. "You shouldn't freak out like this. Always wanting more. Sweet boy, think about yourself."
After Gurb gave the money to the driver, he came to us. He had a smile on his face, lit a cigarette, and exclaimed, "Brothers!" Once with us, he hugged me. He started laughing. "Maybe I haven't been entirely honest either." Sometimes Gurb seemed like a 38-year-old man. In a positive way. He exuded confidence in a way I didn't often see. Affectionate, with a hint of authority.
We stood in the middle of a large parking lot. "Look. We've reached a point where I might not even care anymore. You guys are teasing me." It did matter to me. Maybe more than ever. I was supposed to be two steps ahead of them, but I couldn't figure it out. "I give up."
The delightful silence returned. Louis and Gurb looked at each other. "You guys win. Apparently, I'm not to be trusted as a friend."
From Louis's expression, I could tell he disagreed with this. "Not true. Come to the car."
We arrived at the car. Louis unlocked it and searched for the trunk button. Gurb had started his third cigarette. "It's a corpse, isn't it? Say it now. I can still help you. I can still help us. I can book a ticket for you. We can get you out of here," I said to Louis.
"Just wait. Nutcase."
"Why won't you accept my help?"
Louis started laughing nervously. Or at least it seemed that way. Perhaps a sly laugh too. Had Louis killed someone? "It's not a corpse. That can't be. You wouldn't be stupid enough to use their ID. You're smarter than that. So it must be something stolen. Haven't you found that button yet?"
Suddenly, we heard a click. Louis had found the button. Somewhere, I didn't want to know. Shouldn't I just trust Louis? Wasn't that the whole point of friendship?
Finally, the moment had arrived. I placed my right hand in the slot of the rear hatch. Something in me doubted. Still. I still doubted. Louis looked dead serious. "You wanted to know, didn't you? Then you also have to be man enough to accept it." Louis was clearly not joking. Or was he acting again? "Pussy," Louis said. I looked away. "You're afraid of what's inside, huh? You're afraid of the real Louis." He began to laugh manically. "Open that thing, man. Nutcase!"
I started laughing too. Why did I make such a big deal out of it? Sweat broke out from every pore in my body. It was even a bit damp in the no man's land between my scrotum and my anus. A tropical climate. It had been quite an adventure the whole evening. I took my hand off the rear hatch and first gave Louis a hug. Not some half-hearted birthday wish. No, a real hug.
"It's okay, buddy," Louis said to me. I had no idea what he meant by that. It fit the moment though.
It was really time now. I opened the rear hatch.
"Where is it?"
"In front of you," said Louis.
"In some secret compartment?"
There was nothing in the trunk. Absolutely nothing. An empty trunk. For an empty evening, in an empty Berlin, with an empty group of guys. I didn't get it.
"You won, man," I whispered. "You finally fucking done did it."
I couldn't believe my eyes. Empty? There was still nothing in the car. Louis just stood there. Emotionally, I was a wreck. I had felt every emotion this evening. Seen every color and smelled every scent. I was done. My body was ready. No longer needed. My mission was complete.
"But why did you do this?" I asked Louis, laughing.
He scratched his chin. It felt like the end of a bad movie.
"I sold our Playstation. Wanted to tell you only after I had sorted everything out again. I terminated my lease. Had some debts, and I also wanted to have some money for once. Once not empty-handed in the club. Once not dependent on my best friends. This is not who I am... I know how much that Playstation meant to you. It was ours together. I should have just told you."
"… and how does Gurb actually make his money?"
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"How come he suddenly has cash?" I looked at Gurb, but he avoided my gaze. Louis never had money and yet he was buying another round. Meanwhile, a Moby song was playing and nothing made sense. "If he has money for drinks, he can surely pay me back, right?"
Just a few hours ago, I was alone in Berlin. Now, ten hours later, I'm standing in some obscure techno club with my best friends. Loud rock music with drunken shouting. "Hey, Miss Murder, can I make beauty stay if I take my life?" I woke up that day with a mild hangover from the lonely yet people-filled night before. Perfect conditions for a 20-year-old dropout.
The Hard Rock Café was the most beautifully ugly place in Berlin. Gurb had driven for seven hours straight in his mother's car, but we didn't notice. An iconic black Mini Cooper. Your body leads your mind, the beat never stops, and you can conquer the world. Louis threw in another crazy dance move. We were happy.
"Do you want another drink, brother?" Gurb asked me, half shouting. An evening filled with rhetorical questions. He saw me dancing and already knew the answer.
Gurb always had money. Louis, on the other hand, never did. Louis was also the youngest of us three. He had just turned 18. I wouldn't call him a cunning fox. More like a jack-of-all-trades. Like the time he made a lot of money on a Wadden Island with a group of boys. They sold large blocks of hash.
"Crazy dude!" I shouted at him. He yelled something back.
"Do you remember back then?" Louis said.
"Back then? Back then? Yeah man, of course!" I had no idea what he meant. "Do you mean the party?"
"Do you mean the party, he says! This guy. When I look at you like this, it makes me happy. The exact same kid is here letting loose just like back in high school!"
We knew each other from secondary school. He joined when I was in the second grade. He was very intelligent. Too young, too much knowledge of the world. His mother is from Brazil. We often went to his mother's place to play on the Playstation Louis and I had bought together.
I lived everywhere at that time. In the crisis shelter where I stayed for a while, for example, I wasn't allowed to have a Playstation. So we set it up in an accessible place, near school. It was always fun with Louis. Going together to the Apple Store. Taking all kinds of photos with all the webcams, posting them on Hyves, and then leaving. Louis always knew how to cheer me up.
"Aaaaaaaaaa!" There was Gurb with five drinks in his hands. Gurb was wearing a blue checkered shirt. Two buttons undone. Hair slicked back. "You look good, brother!"
"You look fresh too! We all look fresh!" Gurb said enthusiastically. Louis was wearing a completely white outfit. We quickly bought this before going out. He also bleached his hair.
"You look like the Brazilian cousin of James Dean in these clothes," I said. Louis laughed. "Let me take a picture."
Suddenly, the DJ switched to some kind of techno. "Ah, here Berlin briefly takes off its mask." I was fine with it all. Louis was talking to a lady.
Voluptuous breasts, I thought to myself. He gave her one of his two drinks.
"He's with a girl and he's thinking with his dick," I said to Gurb. "Let him be, tonight Berlin is ours!"
The bass kept pounding. "I simply don't have the patience for the club," I said to Gurb. He looked surprised. Like a sweet dog, tilting his head. "I'm just waiting for tomorrow. Can't do my thing here. Don't have patience for the already known. I want adventure and I want it now!"
Gurb started laughing. "Patience is a virtue." Yes. Patience is all well and good, but I think it's a waste of my time. Gurb grabbed my shoulder.
"I think it's time for another beer."
Louis and I were walking through Leeuwarden a year ago when suddenly a red Ford Ka stopped in front of us. It was Gurb, casually driving around the city. He invited us into his car. We hopped in. Since that afternoon, the three of us were together. A few months later, Louis got a tattoo on his ribs in honor of our friendship. It was the name of our group chat. Braddar Force Indigo.
There were also days when Gurb would take me for a drive around Friesland. He reminded me how beautiful Friesland is. The world doesn't spin there. The newspapers I threw away in the Stiens forest in 2011 could still be lying in the same spot, so to speak.
Just before midnight, I found myself in line for the restroom. My eyes fell on a pair of striking shoes. Cigarette smoke invaded my nose for the fourth time. "Müssen Sie eine Zigarette haben?" a female voice spoke to me. I felt like Tom Hanks in the final scene of Angels & Demons, where the new pope first steps onto the balcony. The curtains opened. There I was, witnessing an important moment in history. I was just told how I was sent by God, but my ears didn't want to hear any of it. At least that's how I felt. My mouth was empty. I had no words left. That's when I knew for sure. Berlin might really be as crazy as literally everyone says.
Dark blond, silky hair. Was this real beauty then? She wouldn't look 40, but I think she was. A true woman. Beautiful in all her elegance. I always joked about being interested in older women, but tonight one stood in front of me. "I don't smoke," I said to her.
Someone tapped me. "Please, just go to the toilet!" He was right. I hadn't peed in a while either. My urine was cloudy. "Glomerulonephritis," I said to myself on the toilet. This is an unusual condition. It's an inflammation in the kidneys, I thought I remembered. They should never have given me access to Google.
The evening progressed, and Louis kept buying rounds. "But seriously now. How does Louis suddenly have all that money for drinks?" I asked Gurb. He was outside smoking with a group of Swiss girls. I had strategically positioned myself so that I could always leave the crime scene if necessary.
"You shouldn't ask me," said Gurb. He was laughing with the temporary girlfriend group of Louis. Gurb has a beard. A lot of chicks like that. I get it too.
As much as I enjoyed Louis and Gurb being here for me, something didn't sit right with me. It couldn't just be about the money. "What's up with him?" I heard one of the Swiss girls say to Gurb.
Those kinds of questions really tire me out. "Not much, with you?" I replied.
They all started laughing. "That's not what she meant, brother," said Gurb.
"I couldn't care less whether she meant it or not. Send that brace-face back to Switzerland. Don't drive me crazy, alright!"
Actually, I hadn't drunk that much that evening. "Two vodka Sprites, please!" It's rare for me to get just one drink. "I always get two drinks, then you have to wait shorter for the third one!" Maybe the alcohol was affecting me more than I wanted to admit. Oh well, it was still the three of us against the world.
"Nice shoes, are those Prada?" I asked a random girl at the bar.
"No, these are fake. Why would I buy real ones for 600 dollars if I could just buy these for 20?"
"..."
I'm not very good at that. Talking. To women.
Louis and Gurb were in the smoking area now. It was less blue than the dance floor itself. My clothes already stank, so a visit to the smoking area couldn't hurt. "These people are so underground!" Gurb shouted. Louis was filming him with his phone. "These people..." There was a brief pause. As if Gurb forgot the only line he had. "...so underground!" All three of us burst into laughter. The alcohol flowed through our veins as if it came from the purest mountains. People seemed doubled and the room was full. We had been in the same club in Berlin for several hours.
"Leonardo! What are you hiding from the big boss?" I sometimes called Louis ‘DiCaprio.’ "You a rich guy, now?" I said, with an accent as if I were from the Bronx.
Louis started laughing. "Eh, you know nothing. Bullshit talk."
I had to laugh too. What was I even worried about? Friends are friends, with or without money. That shouldn't matter. Louis probably just worked for that money. Maybe it wasn't as bad as I thought. Maybe he just had enough to buy rounds. But what if my gut feeling was right? That feeling was never wrong. Except for that one time at the Holland Casino in Groningen. Even the best of us have slip-ups. I was just getting worked up again. When it comes down to it, Louis is one of the sweetest guys I know. I had to let it go. After all, it's still Louis.
"I think I'm going to have sex soon, man," Louis said.
"With who?" I asked immediately.
"That one girl."
"Which one?"
"The one with the boobs."
"Oh, her. Just be careful."
"What kind of reaction is that?" Louis asked indignantly.
I'd only had four drinks, but I was acting like a mess. Louis was right. I didn't understand myself. Where was my head at? I'm here in Berlin, supposed to be having the time of my life, but here I am feeling lonely and sad again. Joost once again couldn't control his emotions.
"Sorry," I suddenly said to Louis. "Sorry for my behavior. Been acting dumb towards you all night. It's unnecessary." Sometimes I have that. Mood swings. "Know that crime is never the solution. We've talked about this so many times. Yes, it's tempting and sometimes easy money. I sometimes find it amusing too, but it's always hypothetical. Ask me for help. I can help you, even with illegal things. I'll always have your back." The dancing was kind of over.
The words I had just placed on Louis's plate came from my heart. My Frisian, irregular boys' heart.
Crying in the club. I had never seen myself like that. Crying, yes. In the club, no. I never understood the taboo around crying. Or emotions in general. I saw myself in the mirror. They weren't tears of joy. They weren't tears of sadness either. It was me letting everything go. All the emotions I had ever felt. The emotions I felt between my brother and sister and myself because they wanted to take on a parental role over me, but I was in puberty, so I pushed them away. The emotions I felt when my old neighbors were supposed to take care of my dog, but didn't tell me that he was bitten by one of their dogs. They didn't have money for the surgery, they later told me. They were ashamed of their lack of money. My dog died from this injury. Even the emotions that were all jumping at once during the retake for my swimming diploma A, I let go of.
No emotions. Just for a moment, not feeling anything. Is that too much to ask for?
"You still don’t smoke?"
It had to be the voice of the woman with the cigarettes. I looked over my shoulder through the mirror. It was her. The one with dark blond, silky hair.
"Not to be rude, but this is the men’s room," I said. She took a step closer and kissed me on my lips. It tasted like more. We started kissing. It had been a while since I had had female contact at this level. It probably didn't look good and it didn't feel good either. She started kissing my neck. Slowly, I noticed the pressure in the erectile tissues of my penis starting to increase. "I really don't have time for this!" I thought to myself. The woman with the cigarettes started to slowly sink down until she was on her knees. I didn't want this. Not now, not like this. She unraveled my penis from my Polo Ralph Lauren underwear. Her tongue was blue. It was probably from cheap shots of alcohol.
Was this real beauty then? Was this the beginning or the end of her story? And had I become the boy my parents hoped I would be? I thought about the fact that this was once someone's little daughter. Somewhere in the world, an old man might be wondering what his daughter is doing. Am I really putting pleasure above my own morals and values?
With my semi-erect circumcised penis still exposed, I lifted her up. After giving her a kiss on her forehead, I pulled up my pants and left the toilets.
It was the usual last hour in any club ever. I met Louis and Gurb at the bar. "Should we have another drink?" I asked Gurb. "I feel like having a cocktail. Something sweet. Lots of sugar. What about you?"
Gurb looked at the menu. "A cognac would go down well right now."
"A cognac? You're only nineteen!" Gurb and Louis laughed. "Two Tequila Sunrises please!" I called to the bartender. "Also, two beers! Thanks!" I also got a beer for Louis. At first, I didn't want to, but I didn't want to spoil the mood either. Besides, I didn't want to show too much that it bothered me so much.
We danced away the last minutes. The club closed, and we decided to walk with the group of Swiss girls. Apparently, they were staying nearby.
As I lagged behind the group, one of them tried to start a conversation with me. "Are you okay?" she asked kindly.
"I'm fine. Just had too much beer. Makes me sleepy." Not true at all, but I've heard people say that.
"You’re tired? The fun has only just began!" And as she said this, she pulled something out of her inner pocket. Her clenched fist, shielded by a half jacket. Who is this girl, anyway? I thought to myself. She opened her hand flat, and right in the center of her palm lay two small pills with a smiley face on them. At least, they looked like it.
"Oh, I don’t do drugs. Sorry."
"Me neither!" And she swallowed a pill. "Now it’s your turn... Or are you scared?"
Scared? Who did this crazy Swiss witch (with really beautiful eyes) think she was. With her "are you scared". I'll show her who's scared.
"Scared? I’m not scared." I picked up the remaining pill and swallowed it.
Everything went in slow motion. Was this who I had become? Was this the same boy from high school? And just before I could swallow, I spat out the pill. She was shocked. I picked up the pill again, dried it with my jacket, and put it back in her fist. "Maybe later!" I shouted, running back to the group, over my shoulder.
I have nothing to say to 9 out of 10 peers I come across. Of course, I can be social. I can also have fun with random people in random situations, but that night, it just tired me out. I also didn't understand what we were doing there. Those girls found me strange anyway. Suddenly, I was the fifth wheel.
"We know this place where they go until 7 in the morning!" The girl leader of the group spoke. I wanted to go home. "If you guys want, you can go. Don't worry about me," I said to Gurb and Louis. The boys had a brief discussion. We agreed to stay for just a little while longer for some drinks. I consented. I was thirsty. "I'll have a Fanta, Louis."
Gurb had reached the last cigarette in his pack. Louis and a girl from the group were nowhere to be found. It didn't even bother me. This guy just walks around with some cash in his pocket and all hell breaks loose. After a night full of stimuli, I understood Louis. Of course, I understood Louis. He's a young god. Handsome, smart guy. But that didn't make me any less angry. It was purely about trust for me. Something inside me said I should stop subconsciously expecting things from people too. It prevents disappointment.
"Hotel please!" I jokingly suggested to Gurb. "Should you call Louis or should I?" I added. Gurb immediately grabbed his Android smartphone and called Louis. He put the call on speaker.
"Are you ready?" Gurb asked.
"Yeah. Sort of."
"What do you mean?"
"We didn't have sex."
"That's fine, right? Tomorrow's a new day!"
"I think I'm in love, man," Louis said.
"...," Gurb said, chuckling as he let out a sigh.
Once we arrived at the girls' hostel, it was already getting light. Louis was thankfully back. There were stains on his pants, around his knees. My focus was solely on arranging a taxi. Although the boys were still flirting, I was really done now. "How are we going to pay for this taxi?" I said a bit too loudly.
There was a silence. "Don't worry. I still have cash," Gurb said.
"Yeah, I knew you would," I replied.
My words clearly hit Louis. "What do you mean by that?" he said.
It was as if time stood still for a few seconds. "Exactly what I said. Better listen." Louis pulled out a small wad of green bills from his pocket. At least 400 euros. "I don't even want to see that money," I reacted. I walked away.
I'll just order a taxi myself.
"Why are you walking away now?" Gurb said.
"Twelve hours ago, I was alone too, and I had a lot more fun then."
"Do you really want to know how I got this money?" Louis said.
Yes, I did want to know. My whole evening revolved around that damn money.
He took a second of pause before he began speaking. "The answer lies in the Mini."
What on earth could be in Gurb's mother's car? Louis was trying to get into my head. "Taxi!"
Once in the taxi, the division was clear. Gurb was upfront, chatting animatedly with the driver. All adventures ever were recounted. Louis and I in the back. One of my best friends since I was thirteen. Funny how things turn out. It was quiet between us. I was in my head, rehearsing how I would bring up the money again. It didn't add up, and he knew it himself. "I don't care, you know," I said, hoping he'd break.
"What don't you care about?"
"About that money."
"What money? You're really a crazy woozy man." Louis burst out laughing again.
On the other hand, it was silent. Gurb had started talking about the driver's family. The driver didn't appreciate it. Gurb meant well. The driver smelled of alcohol. Or was it me? His nails were polished. Maybe his wife was a specialist. I bite my nails myself. Like now.
"In the Mini, oh yeah."
"Shut up. Illegal man."
"You'll never know."
"Stop playing. Just say it!"
Louis grabbed my head, pulled himself towards me, and brought his mouth to my right ear. "Why so serious?" he whispered. He didn't want to tell me.
"But always with this damn money, huh?" I almost shouted at Louis. I broke every silence within a radius of 10 kilometers.
"I'm trying my best, bro. It is what it is. I can't make it any different," he replied. It was clearly bothering him deeply. He ran his hands through his hair. "Sometimes people have to do things. And you know that better than anyone. Sometimes they have to do things they don't really want to or aren't supposed to do."
I knew this spiel all too well. Through all the drunken haziness, I suddenly saw a small glimmer of light. A tiny spark of sincerity. Louis was serious this time.
"I'm sorry. I didn't want to involve you in this. I'm sorry," sweat dripped from his forehead.
"You're serious, huh? Damn, man. What mess have you gotten yourself into now? Worse than Terschelling?" Worse than Terschelling would mean stolen goods. Maybe even violence.
"It's not what you think."
"The Adlon Hotel, right?" the driver chimed in. Always saved by the bell, that Louis.
Suddenly I hit my head against the seat in front of me. Of course, I wasn't wearing my seatbelt. The last thing I saw was Gurb waking up in panic from his drunken stupor. One by one, I started losing my senses. It started with the feeling in my fingers. For a brief moment, everything wasn't quite black, and I could only see a vague pattern of colors repeating inside my eyelids. You could compare it to the brief moment after the commercial break before the movie starts in the cinema. The movie was about to begin.
I knew I wasn't dying. At least not yet. Not like this. Not after an overall mediocre night out in Berlin. I found comfort in the image I forced myself to see. It was all in my head. There I was, unconscious.
I saw myself in a third-person point of view. It wasn't like I was actually leaving my body. More like there was a webcam hanging in one of the upper corners of the taxi.
As a child, I used to dream a lot about death. Nights spent awake.
At some point, I developed a kind of compulsive behavior. I kept swaying my torso from left to right with my hands under my head. It became almost like a workout before bedtime. Every night.
I called it dream shuffling. Just like I had learned to shuffle puzzle pieces or playing cards. Making things a little exciting for yourself. But what I almost never told anyone was that I was scared. I was afraid of burglars, who were very agile and muscular.
Especially afraid that they would murder me. I really wanted to know what death was like. It scared me.
These fear visions originated during an all-inclusive vacation in Turkey. I was 6 years old and already in bed. There was a big old TV in our hotel room, so I could secretly watch TV from bed. Every evening, my parents sat on the balcony. Here they discussed their day while enjoying a glass of alcohol. There was a Japanese animated series on TV. In the few seconds that I watched, I saw a scary creature climbing a sort of apartment complex via the balconies. The creature had hundreds of teeth and blond hair. It quickly entered to decapitate the people, then drained them and, as a final insult, robbed them. Dozens of carcasses of dead people were scattered around the apartment complex. The complex on TV resembled the resort where we were in reality, and the TV world merged with my surroundings. I became part of it. I saw people watching. No matter how loudly I screamed for help, they didn't react. The sun became very bright, and the people turned into nothing more than shadows. As the intensity of the sun increased, something became clear to me. These were not people. They had a sort of orange skin. Where I had previously thought it was their nose and mouth, it turned out that these shadowy figures did not have such physical features. They simply had three holes in their heads. The police tried to do something, but in vain. Since then, we always kept the light on in the hallway outside my bedroom. By rocking back and forth, from left to right, I could glance fleetingly at the beam of light under the door. That bit of light, escaping from the hallway into my room, gave me an advantage. It allowed me to stay one step ahead of the burglars. Pretty smart, right?
"From Jamaica to the world!
It’s just love. Why must the children play in the street?"
It was Bob Sinclar with "Love Generation" speaking to us through the taxi's speakers. We were stationary. I was conscious again, but I didn't feel alive at all. "How long was I out?" I asked Louis.
I could tell by his expression that he was relieved. Relieved that I was back. "One minute," he almost apologized. Louis gave me a pat on the shoulder. Gurb, on the other hand, was sleeping. He slept like a baby cub.
I put my right index finger on my forehead. It felt wet, but it wasn't blood. Blood feels different. Meanwhile, I kept hearing whistling.
"Be the love generation! Oh yeah!" It was still that same song by Bob Sinclar.
The earlier scent of alcohol had now been replaced by the smell of incense. It smelled like the same incense I had in my room. Sold to me as Tibetan 39 incense. I had bought it at a coffee shop in Rotterdam. I pulled up my notes on my phone. "Who lights incense in a CAR????" I let Louis read from my screen. He took the phone from my hands and started typing as well.
"Look at Gurb >>>" Gurb was so deeply asleep that his head drooped. His seatbelt held his torso in place, but his head ended up on the driver's shoulder. The man didn't mind. He didn't move. I made eye contact with the driver through the rearview mirror, and soon I found him. He winked at me.
We arrived at the hotel. Gurb awakened from his alcoholic hibernation. "Who's going to pay for the taxi?" I asked. Clearly rhetorical. I already knew I would take this one for the team, as usual. I refused to use Louis's money. It was uncomfortably quiet. "By card please," I said.
"I'll always protect you, Louis. You really need to know that. I care about you like my own little brother. I'll always try to help you. But you have to be honest with me. Can you do that?" Louis didn't hesitate.
"Yes. Yes, I can. I'll show you. It's really in the Mini." Meanwhile, the taxi driver's card machine indicated that I had insufficient funds. That couldn't be right. Maybe I had withdrawn too much that evening.
"I have cash in the hotel room," Gurb said to me. Gurb informed the driver in broken English that he would go get his cash. The driver agreed. Money is money, whether it comes now or later. As long as it feels good in your hands.
Louis and I got out of the taxi. "You're not going to light a cigarette now, are you?" Louis wanted to smoke. "Especially for stress. That's really for people who can't handle pain. You need to feel pain. Pain needs to brand you for the rest of your life so you finally learn not to do such stupid things." It fell silent again. My blood boiled. All pots were on the stove. I felt like Gordon Ramsay in the kitchen. "Show me then. Do it."
Louis remained silent and walked around the corner of the hotel. Towards the parking lot. I followed him. "You're not going to find much," said Louis.
"Why not? Are you a magician?"
"No. Just. Not much."
"So there's suddenly magically nothing in Gurb's car?"
"Stop. Get out. Get out of my head!" Louis shouted. Louis had had enough. He was done with the parade. Normally we dealt with hypothetical stories. Only this time it wasn't a joke. I was sure now. Louis had dropped his mask. The revolution had begun. The government had fallen and the dikes had broken. The people were in charge. "You shouldn't freak out like this. Always wanting more. Sweet boy, think about yourself."
After Gurb gave the money to the driver, he came to us. He had a smile on his face, lit a cigarette, and exclaimed, "Brothers!" Once with us, he hugged me. He started laughing. "Maybe I haven't been entirely honest either." Sometimes Gurb seemed like a 38-year-old man. In a positive way. He exuded confidence in a way I didn't often see. Affectionate, with a hint of authority.
We stood in the middle of a large parking lot. "Look. We've reached a point where I might not even care anymore. You guys are teasing me." It did matter to me. Maybe more than ever. I was supposed to be two steps ahead of them, but I couldn't figure it out. "I give up."
The delightful silence returned. Louis and Gurb looked at each other. "You guys win. Apparently, I'm not to be trusted as a friend."
From Louis's expression, I could tell he disagreed with this. "Not true. Come to the car."
We arrived at the car. Louis unlocked it and searched for the trunk button. Gurb had started his third cigarette. "It's a corpse, isn't it? Say it now. I can still help you. I can still help us. I can book a ticket for you. We can get you out of here," I said to Louis.
"Just wait. Nutcase."
"Why won't you accept my help?"
Louis started laughing nervously. Or at least it seemed that way. Perhaps a sly laugh too. Had Louis killed someone? "It's not a corpse. That can't be. You wouldn't be stupid enough to use their ID. You're smarter than that. So it must be something stolen. Haven't you found that button yet?"
Suddenly, we heard a click. Louis had found the button. Somewhere, I didn't want to know. Shouldn't I just trust Louis? Wasn't that the whole point of friendship?
Finally, the moment had arrived. I placed my right hand in the slot of the rear hatch. Something in me doubted. Still. I still doubted. Louis looked dead serious. "You wanted to know, didn't you? Then you also have to be man enough to accept it." Louis was clearly not joking. Or was he acting again? "Pussy," Louis said. I looked away. "You're afraid of what's inside, huh? You're afraid of the real Louis." He began to laugh manically. "Open that thing, man. Nutcase!"
I started laughing too. Why did I make such a big deal out of it? Sweat broke out from every pore in my body. It was even a bit damp in the no man's land between my scrotum and my anus. A tropical climate. It had been quite an adventure the whole evening. I took my hand off the rear hatch and first gave Louis a hug. Not some half-hearted birthday wish. No, a real hug.
"It's okay, buddy," Louis said to me. I had no idea what he meant by that. It fit the moment though.
It was really time now. I opened the rear hatch.
"Where is it?"
"In front of you," said Louis.
"In some secret compartment?"
There was nothing in the trunk. Absolutely nothing. An empty trunk. For an empty evening, in an empty Berlin, with an empty group of guys. I didn't get it.
"You won, man," I whispered. "You finally fucking done did it."
I couldn't believe my eyes. Empty? There was still nothing in the car. Louis just stood there. Emotionally, I was a wreck. I had felt every emotion this evening. Seen every color and smelled every scent. I was done. My body was ready. No longer needed. My mission was complete.
"But why did you do this?" I asked Louis, laughing.
He scratched his chin. It felt like the end of a bad movie.
"I sold our Playstation. Wanted to tell you only after I had sorted everything out again. I terminated my lease. Had some debts, and I also wanted to have some money for once. Once not empty-handed in the club. Once not dependent on my best friends. This is not who I am... I know how much that Playstation meant to you. It was ours together. I should have just told you."
"… and how does Gurb actually make his money?"
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Once in a lifetime opportunity to get a beautiful instant collection of Chinese cash type coins. These coins range in age from 2000 years old to 120+ years old. Most are from the 1700s-1800s though there are many 1000+ year old pieces in nice condition. This collection was assembled with care and the unidentified pieces are all better than average and offer the opportunity to add to the cataloged collection easily and cheaply. I just simply don't have the time to ID them all and want to free up some funds and pass them to someone who will appreciate them more.
93x different coins identified by Hartill number
150 premium condition cash coins ranging from 1000+ years old to a couple from the early 1900s
a handful of interesting items including 2 cash coins (big ones!) and really old cash coins (2000 ish years old)
1896 Great Britain Crown -- $44--Mount marks-- Imgur: The magic of the Internet
NZ Shillings (1933,1934,1935)--$3 each--Imgur: The magic of the Internet
1901 Hong Kong 10 cent--$8--Imgur: The magic of the Internet
1939 Hong Kong 10 cent --$3--Imgur: The magic of the Internet
1910 straits settlement 20 cent --$8--Imgur: The magic of the Internet
1943 Australia D/S 3p set--$5--Imgur: The magic of the Internet
1943 South Africa Shilling--$5-- Imgur: The magic of the Internet
China 1 mace 4.4 candareens -- $18-- Imgur: The magic of the Internet --I've been told by knowledgeable collectors that this is likely either a contemporary counterfeit or a warlord-issued piece.
1978 Canada Dollar Commonwealth Games--$13-- Imgur: The magic of the Internet
Julia Maesa Denarius (RIC 4 268 per holder) -- $50 -- Imgur: The magic of the Internet
"The Fine Print"
Payment MethodsCurrently accepted payment methods are PayPal friends and family (no notes please) or venmo. If you would like venmo please send me your info and I will request total to ensure no issues with selecting the correct person.
ShippingShipping is via USPS unless otherwise requested. I make an effort to have all items shipped out within two business days, but an additional delay of a day or two is possible depending on when I can make it to the post office. Tracked USPS shipping is $5 in continental U.S. or for active-duty US military APO up to 8oz and at cost above that. "Risky shipping" is available for any item under 2 oz for $1 at buyer's discretion, but I may try to talk you out of it if it seems particularly risky. Risky shipping is via plain white envelope with no tracking--I tape very well. All shipping, regardless of method, is at buyer's risk. that being said I have not had any issues with 100+ packages.
Grading/PhotographsI am not a professional numismatist and sell on here as a hobby. Please judge all coins by the photos. If you need more photos feel free to ask. Any grades mentioned are my opinions only. All coins are authentic to the best of my knowledge unless specifically mentioned otherwise. Please feel free to reach out with any questions or with anything else you are looking to purchase
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EPIC Cash Coin Collection
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93x different coins identified by Hartill number
150 premium condition cash coins ranging from 1000+ years old to a couple from the early 1900s
a handful of interesting items including 2 cash coins (big ones!) and really old cash coins (2000 ish years old)
World Crown Sized
1892 Great Britain Crown -- $49-- Imgur: The magic of the Internet1896 Great Britain Crown -- $44--Mount marks-- Imgur: The magic of the Internet
Europe
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1901 Hong Kong 10 cent--$8--Imgur: The magic of the Internet
1939 Hong Kong 10 cent --$3--Imgur: The magic of the Internet
1910 straits settlement 20 cent --$8--Imgur: The magic of the Internet
1943 Australia D/S 3p set--$5--Imgur: The magic of the Internet
1943 South Africa Shilling--$5-- Imgur: The magic of the Internet
China 1 mace 4.4 candareens -- $18-- Imgur: The magic of the Internet --I've been told by knowledgeable collectors that this is likely either a contemporary counterfeit or a warlord-issued piece.
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ShippingShipping is via USPS unless otherwise requested. I make an effort to have all items shipped out within two business days, but an additional delay of a day or two is possible depending on when I can make it to the post office. Tracked USPS shipping is $5 in continental U.S. or for active-duty US military APO up to 8oz and at cost above that. "Risky shipping" is available for any item under 2 oz for $1 at buyer's discretion, but I may try to talk you out of it if it seems particularly risky. Risky shipping is via plain white envelope with no tracking--I tape very well. All shipping, regardless of method, is at buyer's risk. that being said I have not had any issues with 100+ packages.
Grading/PhotographsI am not a professional numismatist and sell on here as a hobby. Please judge all coins by the photos. If you need more photos feel free to ask. Any grades mentioned are my opinions only. All coins are authentic to the best of my knowledge unless specifically mentioned otherwise. Please feel free to reach out with any questions or with anything else you are looking to purchase
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2015- bhai they had video evidence bache microphone kaan mein ghused kar chaap rahe the that thing was solid, paper leak ka matalab us samay - camera se photo khicha 2:00 pm par aur microphone se answer Aya, 2 3 din pehle paper milna impossible hai kabhi hua hi nahi hai chutiya petitioner hai false evidence bhi nahi create karpate lol.
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2015- bhai they had video evidence bache microphone kaan mein ghused kar chaap rahe the that thing was solid, paper leak ka matalab us samay - camera se photo khicha 2:00 pm par aur microphone se answer Aya, 2 3 din pehle paper milna impossible hai kabhi hua hi nahi hai chutiya petitioner hai false evidence bhi nahi create karpate lol.
Back to 2024 aur baki 2016-2023 - koi evidence nahi hai sab fake chize hai jala hua kagaz kya pata kab ka jala hua hai lol 4 may ka ya 5 may ka they didn't have any video ki ye 4 may ka digital evidence hai we seized something from the hotel room.
*New research add on - 2021- 2015 jaise leak hua tha kuch nahi hua lol 😂
Latest 2 hrs ago(17th may around 6:00 pm) - results niklenge baki 9 July ke baad dekhega court abhi jaraha chutti par yolo summer vacation !!!!!
I will keep updating this post pal with an apostrophe on new adds.
Thanda Pani pine ka mast enjoy Karo sab jinka horaha is saal.
2024.05.17 17:09 GentlemanGorath RG WZC with minor custom details
 | I posted most of my in progress photos in a previous post about the feet articulation, but figured I’d share the finished product. I definitely like my Ver. Ka more, but this was a solid build. Better than I had thought based on people’s posts. Nothing popped off except for the heels (which I am heavily considering cementing on). submitted by GentlemanGorath to Gunpla [link] [comments] Now, on to the MG Deathscythe w/ Roussette unit sitting my backlog. Debating painting the orange-yellow pieces gold too, cause that color is kinda fugly IMO. |
2024.05.17 14:42 Aggravating_Air9964 Slept (literally) with a stranger bcos I left my keys
This happened last year a week before I met my boyfriend of 7 months.
I met the guy from Bumble because I was bored. Just to be clear, I was really looking for company and a relationship, if I get lucky, but I met two jerks (one who pretended to do hookups but dropped me once he got what he wanted and another who kept on bailing on me). After the encounters I find Bumble annoying na and I’ve been skeptical with the guys I talk with. I ended up talking to them lang just for entertainment.
Then came this cute law student. He’s a gym bud too so I found a common topic agad, but we ended up flirting. At that time, I already feel like he’s not up for something serious and am sure that he’s taking to other girls. The convo ended up being inconsistent too.
Then one day, he asked me to have coffee with him to which I agreed to. I was dressed and all—a white body hugging v-neck sleeveless top and baggy denim pants because I feel confident showing my figure (i do gym a lot). But somehow, I feel a little awkward so I brought a jacket with me.
We were supposed to meet around 6 but it got pushed off to 9 kasi nastuck daw siya sa traffic sa Taguig (lol). Stupid me was okay with that so I still went sa cafe around his area. Boy, when he arrived, he is as gorgeous as he looks in his photos but he’s wearing his pambahay lang (I’m overdressed malala) and he asked me to follow him. Instead of tambay sa cafe, he would bring me to his condo pala. In my mind, I was shouting “Tf? Is this another hookup I’ll end up hating in the end?”.
The past two encounters I had with my matches sa bumble are really discouraging, I really didn’t like the sex that much and up until now, it leaves a bad aftertaste kasi nga the guys were jerks. So, I was adamant on not doing anything that requires taking off any garments with him.
We started taking, he took out a bottle of vodka and set it on a table full of his study materials. He was trying to flirt at first but I bumped off all his remarks and conversed with him amicably lang. He got the vibe na I didn’t want any sexual relationship with him so he ended up opening up with me. The guy uses his looks as an asset talaga. He’s got four sugarmommies (that’s how he afforded a place of his own) and has regular hookups here and there. Pero among them, meron din siyang nililigawan na serious from UST SHS which icked me kasi SHS??? 29 ka????
He taught me how guys will take me seriously (kasi that’s what I’m looking for) and what makes me look like I’m looking for fun. Sobrang naaawa raw kasi siya sakin for being played at kahit na pure naman intentions ko. One of the advices he gave me is not to go somewhere private sa unang meetup pa lang and let the other person spend on you para mafeel niya na you’re an investment (I won’t share the others na bc secret lang daw). The night ended when we finished the vodka but when he’s walking me to the lobby, I realized that I left my wallet at home. Fine sana bc I do digibanks naman kaso nandun kasi yung susi ko huhu. I informed him about it and he said na it happens a lot sa mga girls na namimeet niya so they can stay the night.
I am not lying tho and my friends were all in the province na since sem break namin nun (i was in manila pa to attend a function) so wala akong pwedeng puntahan. I don’t want to spend naman on hotels kasi sayang kung ibabawas ko sa allowance ko lol.
He offered na I sleep at his place, sa bed niya since magpull naman daw siya ng all-nighter. Hesitantly, I agreed so I climb in his bed alone wearing my outside clothes and jacket tho he offered some change for me. Nung nagising ako nang morning tho, he was sleeping next to me pero sa other side ng bed. The jacket is still zipped naman and I didn’t feel anything happening since light sleeper naman ako.
Nung bumangon ako, di ko na siya pinabangon. He assured me na he didn’t do anything and that I know naman where to find him if I have legal complaints. Before I left tho, he told me na he will be unfollowing me na on his ig since we’ll probably won’t hookup na in the future and he doesn’t want other girls seeing me there kasi one less competition na ko sa kanila HAHHAAH.
Ayun lang, I realized na ang stupid ko for sleeping over in a strangers house and that ang lucky ko na di rapist yung guy. I also realized that night that I really am not for hook ups. I applied naman yung mga advices niya and yep, I found a veryyyy decent boyfriend (I won’t have it any other way).
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I met the guy from Bumble because I was bored. Just to be clear, I was really looking for company and a relationship, if I get lucky, but I met two jerks (one who pretended to do hookups but dropped me once he got what he wanted and another who kept on bailing on me). After the encounters I find Bumble annoying na and I’ve been skeptical with the guys I talk with. I ended up talking to them lang just for entertainment.
Then came this cute law student. He’s a gym bud too so I found a common topic agad, but we ended up flirting. At that time, I already feel like he’s not up for something serious and am sure that he’s taking to other girls. The convo ended up being inconsistent too.
Then one day, he asked me to have coffee with him to which I agreed to. I was dressed and all—a white body hugging v-neck sleeveless top and baggy denim pants because I feel confident showing my figure (i do gym a lot). But somehow, I feel a little awkward so I brought a jacket with me.
We were supposed to meet around 6 but it got pushed off to 9 kasi nastuck daw siya sa traffic sa Taguig (lol). Stupid me was okay with that so I still went sa cafe around his area. Boy, when he arrived, he is as gorgeous as he looks in his photos but he’s wearing his pambahay lang (I’m overdressed malala) and he asked me to follow him. Instead of tambay sa cafe, he would bring me to his condo pala. In my mind, I was shouting “Tf? Is this another hookup I’ll end up hating in the end?”.
The past two encounters I had with my matches sa bumble are really discouraging, I really didn’t like the sex that much and up until now, it leaves a bad aftertaste kasi nga the guys were jerks. So, I was adamant on not doing anything that requires taking off any garments with him.
We started taking, he took out a bottle of vodka and set it on a table full of his study materials. He was trying to flirt at first but I bumped off all his remarks and conversed with him amicably lang. He got the vibe na I didn’t want any sexual relationship with him so he ended up opening up with me. The guy uses his looks as an asset talaga. He’s got four sugarmommies (that’s how he afforded a place of his own) and has regular hookups here and there. Pero among them, meron din siyang nililigawan na serious from UST SHS which icked me kasi SHS??? 29 ka????
He taught me how guys will take me seriously (kasi that’s what I’m looking for) and what makes me look like I’m looking for fun. Sobrang naaawa raw kasi siya sakin for being played at kahit na pure naman intentions ko. One of the advices he gave me is not to go somewhere private sa unang meetup pa lang and let the other person spend on you para mafeel niya na you’re an investment (I won’t share the others na bc secret lang daw). The night ended when we finished the vodka but when he’s walking me to the lobby, I realized that I left my wallet at home. Fine sana bc I do digibanks naman kaso nandun kasi yung susi ko huhu. I informed him about it and he said na it happens a lot sa mga girls na namimeet niya so they can stay the night.
I am not lying tho and my friends were all in the province na since sem break namin nun (i was in manila pa to attend a function) so wala akong pwedeng puntahan. I don’t want to spend naman on hotels kasi sayang kung ibabawas ko sa allowance ko lol.
He offered na I sleep at his place, sa bed niya since magpull naman daw siya ng all-nighter. Hesitantly, I agreed so I climb in his bed alone wearing my outside clothes and jacket tho he offered some change for me. Nung nagising ako nang morning tho, he was sleeping next to me pero sa other side ng bed. The jacket is still zipped naman and I didn’t feel anything happening since light sleeper naman ako.
Nung bumangon ako, di ko na siya pinabangon. He assured me na he didn’t do anything and that I know naman where to find him if I have legal complaints. Before I left tho, he told me na he will be unfollowing me na on his ig since we’ll probably won’t hookup na in the future and he doesn’t want other girls seeing me there kasi one less competition na ko sa kanila HAHHAAH.
Ayun lang, I realized na ang stupid ko for sleeping over in a strangers house and that ang lucky ko na di rapist yung guy. I also realized that night that I really am not for hook ups. I applied naman yung mga advices niya and yep, I found a veryyyy decent boyfriend (I won’t have it any other way).
2024.05.17 11:02 Few-Butterscotch8161 how will i prove that my bf is hiding something from me
huhu im sorry, long post ahead. i really have a hunch that my bf is hiding something from, if not cheating, maybe something that he knows would hurt me and i want to ask some tips on how will i prove it.
so my bf suddenly became secretive of his phone, he wouldnt let me borrow his phone and it has happened two times alr, i am now sure because the second time it happened, nagkasakitan na kami. so to make you guys understand me better, ikkwento ko yung nangyari the first and second time it happened.
ths first time it happened, out of nowhere, i asked if i can borrow his phone and he said why with a continuous nervous laugh, gosh i still remember how his face looked like, and i replied “wala lang may ichecheck lang ako” he replied “anong checheck mo” sabi ko “lahat” then paulit ulit na batuhan ng ganong tanong. just a disclaimer that we dont really check each other’s phone every time we would see each other but he knows how much i overthink, so before, if i were like asking abt a girl who made me jealous, he would just simply assure me with his words and let me check his phone, but i dont really go thru his phone that much because i trust his words but when that happened, all the questions on why i wanted to borrow it, i was sad and asked him if may tinatago ba siya, he just replied na wala raw and i asked again kung bat ayaw niya ipahiram, sabi niya wala lang din daw, ayaw niya raw talaga. nung unang beses, walang pilitan na nangyari, he let me go thru his phone pero siya ang maghahawak, yun ang gusto niya that time. so he opened his fb and i went thru the recent searches and i saw two unfamiliar girls from his recent searches so i asked who was it and why niya sinearch, and he just simple said na cm niya bef sa prev sch niya and di niya raw sinearch yon, nasa suggestions lang but i am not dumb, i know kung sinearch mo yon or talagang nasa suggestions lang, syempre nakita ko under recent searches eh so i kept asking him kung sinearch niya nga ba and sabi ko di ako magagalit kasi di naman big deal, wag lang kako siyang mag lie 😅 so ff sa next na pangyayari, hinihiram ko ulit phone niya and paulit ulit talaga yung kabadong niyang laugh, pero nahawakan ko na naman and nung ioopen ko na yung ig app niya, bantay sarado talaga siya, and eto na, nung inopen ko yung messages icon, bigla na lang niyang inagaw and tumatawa talaga siya nervously and alam mo yung nilalmbing niya ko, syempre nawalan na ko ng gana non, the third time na ichecheck ko ulit yung phone, siya na ulit ang naghawak and when i said na patingin ng archives niya sa messenger, bigla na siyang nagagalit and he kept saying na “palagi ka na lang naghihinala sakin” so ako sinasabi ko na kung ayaw niya kong maghinala lalo, ipakita niya pero nagagalit lang siya so dun na, as in nawalan na ko ng gana, i kept asking him kung bat ayaw niya talaga ipahiram and pualit ulit lang yung sagot niya na “wala lang.” so para na lang umiksi yung kwento, napaamin ko siya sa chat and totoong sinearch niya yung girls, sabi niya na natakot lang siya sa magiging reaction ko kaya raw siya naglie, so ibig sabihin alam niyang may mali sa ginawa niya, pero as ive said, di nga siya big deal kung umamin lang siya di ba? kung pwede lang mag attach ng photos kung gano kahabang pilitan yung nangyari 😫
so eto na yung nagpalakas ng hunch ko, the second time it happened, so syempre medyo off na ko sa nangyari before kaya di ko mapigilan yung desire ko na macheck phone niya. bibili siya ng food sana namin outside and i asked him na iwan niya phone niya, and he then again asked why and i said may checheck lang ako and biglang ba naman akong nilambing with nervous laugh again, then sabay sabing ayaw niya raw, sobrang habang pilitan yung nangyari kasi ayaw niya talagang ipahawak, may time na naaagaw ko pero pinipilit niyang kuhain to the point na ayun na nga, nagkasakitan na kami, then fast forward, napakalma niya ko pero di ko pa rin nakuha phone niya, naging ok kami non, pero di nawawala sa isip ko and i kept saying sa self ko na mahuhuli ko rin kung ano yung tinatago niya. hindi ko alam if ang babaw non pero nasasaktan ako and affected talaga ko, pag uwi ko non umiiyak lang ako and wala talagang gana pero sabi ko sa sarili ko na di ako titigil hanggat wala kong nalalaman.
so btw, he is consistent on assuring me na wala raw siyang tinatago and ako lang mahal niya, maeffort siya sa ganon niya and sinasabi niya rin na di niya raw talaga alam bat ayaw niyang ipahawak phone niya sa akin. gustong gusto ko siyang paniwalaan, pero alam niyo yung di ako matatahimik hanggat di ko talaga macheck phone niya.
if umabot kayo here, would some of u mind giving me tips kung pano ko makakalkal phone niya? bukas kasi, ill visit his house and of course magbbond pero and una ko talagang goal is mahawakan ko phone niya kaya gusto ko rin siyang makita.
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so my bf suddenly became secretive of his phone, he wouldnt let me borrow his phone and it has happened two times alr, i am now sure because the second time it happened, nagkasakitan na kami. so to make you guys understand me better, ikkwento ko yung nangyari the first and second time it happened.
ths first time it happened, out of nowhere, i asked if i can borrow his phone and he said why with a continuous nervous laugh, gosh i still remember how his face looked like, and i replied “wala lang may ichecheck lang ako” he replied “anong checheck mo” sabi ko “lahat” then paulit ulit na batuhan ng ganong tanong. just a disclaimer that we dont really check each other’s phone every time we would see each other but he knows how much i overthink, so before, if i were like asking abt a girl who made me jealous, he would just simply assure me with his words and let me check his phone, but i dont really go thru his phone that much because i trust his words but when that happened, all the questions on why i wanted to borrow it, i was sad and asked him if may tinatago ba siya, he just replied na wala raw and i asked again kung bat ayaw niya ipahiram, sabi niya wala lang din daw, ayaw niya raw talaga. nung unang beses, walang pilitan na nangyari, he let me go thru his phone pero siya ang maghahawak, yun ang gusto niya that time. so he opened his fb and i went thru the recent searches and i saw two unfamiliar girls from his recent searches so i asked who was it and why niya sinearch, and he just simple said na cm niya bef sa prev sch niya and di niya raw sinearch yon, nasa suggestions lang but i am not dumb, i know kung sinearch mo yon or talagang nasa suggestions lang, syempre nakita ko under recent searches eh so i kept asking him kung sinearch niya nga ba and sabi ko di ako magagalit kasi di naman big deal, wag lang kako siyang mag lie 😅 so ff sa next na pangyayari, hinihiram ko ulit phone niya and paulit ulit talaga yung kabadong niyang laugh, pero nahawakan ko na naman and nung ioopen ko na yung ig app niya, bantay sarado talaga siya, and eto na, nung inopen ko yung messages icon, bigla na lang niyang inagaw and tumatawa talaga siya nervously and alam mo yung nilalmbing niya ko, syempre nawalan na ko ng gana non, the third time na ichecheck ko ulit yung phone, siya na ulit ang naghawak and when i said na patingin ng archives niya sa messenger, bigla na siyang nagagalit and he kept saying na “palagi ka na lang naghihinala sakin” so ako sinasabi ko na kung ayaw niya kong maghinala lalo, ipakita niya pero nagagalit lang siya so dun na, as in nawalan na ko ng gana, i kept asking him kung bat ayaw niya talaga ipahiram and pualit ulit lang yung sagot niya na “wala lang.” so para na lang umiksi yung kwento, napaamin ko siya sa chat and totoong sinearch niya yung girls, sabi niya na natakot lang siya sa magiging reaction ko kaya raw siya naglie, so ibig sabihin alam niyang may mali sa ginawa niya, pero as ive said, di nga siya big deal kung umamin lang siya di ba? kung pwede lang mag attach ng photos kung gano kahabang pilitan yung nangyari 😫
so eto na yung nagpalakas ng hunch ko, the second time it happened, so syempre medyo off na ko sa nangyari before kaya di ko mapigilan yung desire ko na macheck phone niya. bibili siya ng food sana namin outside and i asked him na iwan niya phone niya, and he then again asked why and i said may checheck lang ako and biglang ba naman akong nilambing with nervous laugh again, then sabay sabing ayaw niya raw, sobrang habang pilitan yung nangyari kasi ayaw niya talagang ipahawak, may time na naaagaw ko pero pinipilit niyang kuhain to the point na ayun na nga, nagkasakitan na kami, then fast forward, napakalma niya ko pero di ko pa rin nakuha phone niya, naging ok kami non, pero di nawawala sa isip ko and i kept saying sa self ko na mahuhuli ko rin kung ano yung tinatago niya. hindi ko alam if ang babaw non pero nasasaktan ako and affected talaga ko, pag uwi ko non umiiyak lang ako and wala talagang gana pero sabi ko sa sarili ko na di ako titigil hanggat wala kong nalalaman.
so btw, he is consistent on assuring me na wala raw siyang tinatago and ako lang mahal niya, maeffort siya sa ganon niya and sinasabi niya rin na di niya raw talaga alam bat ayaw niyang ipahawak phone niya sa akin. gustong gusto ko siyang paniwalaan, pero alam niyo yung di ako matatahimik hanggat di ko talaga macheck phone niya.
if umabot kayo here, would some of u mind giving me tips kung pano ko makakalkal phone niya? bukas kasi, ill visit his house and of course magbbond pero and una ko talagang goal is mahawakan ko phone niya kaya gusto ko rin siyang makita.
2024.05.17 09:34 Emotional_Offer8686 Help me idk what can I do but if yk then help 😭
I'm 18 currently in class 12th. Jb Maine 10th pass Kiya mera result 66.4% tha below avg student hu mujhe jee ke bare mein dost ne bataya or bola dono sath me hi preparation krenge fir bola avi 10th ke baad admission nhi lene agle saal admission lenge 11th me ek saal drop le ke 9th 10th ka basics strong kr lo pta nhi kaise ye bakchod wala idea Maine maan bhi liya or addmission nhi liya lekin us saal Maine kuch bhi nhi padha sir video games, movies, social media yhi sb Kiya pure ek saal waste kr diye fir 11th me addmission liya socha ab se padhunga fir whi haal hua padhai ka aadat hi chut gya to kaise padhta 11th bhi pura waste kr diya ek single chapter bhi nhi padha 2 saal se book copy touch bhi nhi Kiya Aisa bhi nhi tha ki Mai bohot enjoy kr rha tha lekin padhne ka bilkul maan nhi krta tha padhai se maan hi hat gya Ghar mein bhi sab bolna chor diye hai dost log ke sath reh ke Nasha bhi krne lga hu avi 12th me gya online batch liya hu pw ka sb kuch hai padhne ke liya sara resource for bhi ab maan hi nhi kr rha padhne ka 12th ka class 1 April se start hua ek single lecture nhi attend Kiya hu mujhe bhi nhi pta hai ki Mai ky kr rha hu din bhar phone use krna or raat ko soo Jana kabhi kabhi to suicide krne ka bhi Maan Kiya hai. I wasted 18 years of my life😭😓
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