So, /love/, what do you do when you feel so lonely that you just want to lash out and destroy something?
I just spent the last hour and a half listening to a mix of Fear Factory and KMFDM at maximum volume. My ears are still ringing and I can't even summon the strength to get out of this chair, despite the fact that I'm fucking dehydrated from screaming along.
Go do something more productive instead of being a nuisance to society. Or get a razor. Remember: Down the road, not across the street.
Please explain exactly how I'm "being a nuisance to society."
How is this /love/ related?
It seems more /personal/ to me
Because of the loneliness factor, chiefly.
ABout that you're fucking RIGHT!
If you want to destroy something, destroy your useless situation. Go out and fucking do something with your time. Get an interest that involves going out and doing shit with other people. Get new aquintances, meet people, get in touch. You might end up finding someone you can be with.
>>4 But it is your fault that you're blaming your loneliness on it.
>It's not my fault that I was born with all the sex appeal of a crocodile.
Well, what is your issue? You're lonely?
Tell me, what do other people have to offer you that you can't offer yourself?
If you like a girl then like a girl. Theres this one girl (Ill call her CC cause thats her initials) that I have nothing in common with, but I like her. Shes an educated upstanding girl, and Im a street thug. But she drives me crazy.
I read, breakdance, work out, or listen to music.
I become an increasingly severe recluse, putting off eating, homework, hygiene, leaving the house, sleeping, etc., and dull my mind on /b/, or listen to music (classical/symphony and 8bit particularly) and stare at a beautifully melancholic picture. It helps nothing, it solves nothing. It only lets me escape the hours .
Guess your case is ready for /personal/, since that pattern of behavior is kind of hikkikomorish, after all,...
If I see that damn word one more time...
Well, yes. I was a recluse for 1 1/2 years, after all.
No shit. People need to learn to lay off the k.