Today, I crossed the street in the middle. I did not check both ways.
Sometimes I sneak into my sister's room and masturbate on her panties, and I don't clean them up after I do it.
Sometimes there's a weird mucusy goo on my panties, and I don't know what it is.
I've never posted ever.
I'm actually a closet homosexual who makes fun of other homosexuals, which makes me a gay hypocrite.
Over the last few months discovered that I'm bisexual but I really don't want to tell anyone.
I honestly don't really like mittens.
I'm content right now and that makes me insecure, like balancing on a high-wire over a deep dark pit.
Don't look down.
I'm an alcoholic because I drink to cope with my manic depression. This doesn't actually bother me one bit.
I'm looking forward to committing suicide with my wife
I recognize the sad truth that most people on the Internet would not take >>212 seriously even if he or she is actually going to commit suicide, but I am probably not going to do anything more than say he or she should not commit suicide and hope it resolves itself.
More stuff for the rest of us.
The only reason I come to DQN is because I liked the albums and emergency mittens.
Also, I will be alone this new years, like the last 21 years of my life.
I am a talented graphical designer who was noticed by some high ranking people who had seen my works, but I do not know how to get in touch with them since they are all unreacheable and stuff.
This is the main truth.
I can't post something original in this thread because I have the same confession as >>217.
I still don't really know what iichan is.
I used to think that iichan was 2chan.
I have a hard time letting this thread go.
This is one of the only threads I still read on 4-ch.
I wish my R and O keys worked better on my keyboard
I still can't whistle
College classes cause me to see and hear things the way a schizophrenic would.
I maintain no meaningful contact with anyone except on 4-ch. It makes me really happy when someone replies to my messages.
I love you, >>228. A strictly platonic love, but a love nonetheless!
I drove into the HOV lane, but I was driving alone, so I changed back out.
If there is an HOV lane, there should also be a DQN lane.
I now realize that I only bought my guitar because of K-On.
For the last few days I honestly believed Canada was spelled Kanada.
I'd like to post here a lot more, but I'm just not funny enough. Usually I write a post, spell-check it, realise it's shit and just close my browser.
I used to think HOV lane stood for Hovercraft Lane and was disappointed to never see them.
I am a super-genius hacker that can make computers do things that most scientists would deem impossible, or at least of supernatural origin. To get my kicks, I seek out gullible people and make them lose their documents, or make valid email addresses wrong so they return to the sender, or make Explorer freeze, or make Napster lose its connection, or make their printer jam. Every once in a while, when I'm sure no-one will be there to believe them, I make satanic messages pop up.
I know how to do it. I'm a genius.
I am a real person, and while I could be using this ungodly talent to make the big bucks, I devote enormous resources and several hours a day, seven days a week to the sole purpose of bothering these people.
Everything I touch turns to crap.
I throw quarters at stop signs.
I had an Iranian professor who’d always begin lectures with a phrase like “Hello everyone”, and every time, I couldn’t help but think of Clonepa.
Out of all the characters on Harvey Birdman: Attorney at Law, I always identified with the bear. He's just... there. It's almost like he runs the place, but nobody questions him. He should be questioned, but one look 't 'is face and you can't help but return the dumb, dopey smile.
I thought the "Post your current thought" thread was actually a confessional thread.
I'm 46 goddamn years old and still found Grandpa's interrupting burps hilarious.
sometimes when i unzip my pants to pee i'm not careful enough to watch what i'm doing so i end up peeing a bit on the corner side opposite the button but i just dry it off with some tp and it's good as new
I am Fujiwara No Mokou
I had to reread Grandpa's burps after reading >>247 in order to get the joke. But I am especially tired today!
I have an obsession with delicate, girly guys.
I'm a delicate, girly guy trying to bulk up.
i still think all your base is hilarious
I cannot play FPS games, because I empathize with the enemies, and I feel horribly guilty when I kill them.
I hate my life and I want to fly down a well.
I'm almost 23 and have never held a job.
>>256 said most of what I could say about myself, and so I have little else to say
I've never had a job, because I've never wanted one.
I never wipe myself after shower.
I've never had a job, because I'm too shy.
i don't really 'shower'. i turn on the shower, get in, and kind of lazily rotate in a circle for ten minutes.
Yesterday I played UBW's H-scene and laughed hysterically at the words 'boiling meat'.
Right now, there is a girl (that I am hanging out with) next to me. I am posting rather than talking to her.
I really want to post in this thread. But I have nothing to say. Not only that, but somebody already confessed something exactly like this.
I'm about to masturbate, probably to hentai.
I masturbate before I have sex so my girlfriend thinks I have erectile dysfunction.
I post about my "girlfriend" to make my fellow NEETs feel like shit
I prefer not to use the toilet seat. Until last year I didn't use it at all.
Women only like me for my body.
I wanna play until I die, I wanna lose my reasons why.
Joking aside, I see bullet patterns when I close my eyes.
I'm in love with the representation of Ayanami Rei seen in "The Rei's Diner" threads.
I know she isn't real. She's not even the product of a single individual's imagination; she's the collective creation of a hundred (ok, that's a bit generous) bored BBS browsers, making variations on a specified template. Yet, I just can't help but feel attracted to her. That dry wit, that saucy apathy, that calm, collected personality - it drives me crazy!
Where the hell can I meet a girl like that? Where can I find a girl like The Rei?
Dude, it's not like she'd ever put out.
I don't care, as long as she can hold a decent conversation.
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! ! 人|,.iノl_ノ)
i 乂-‐ -! i Sorry, we ran out of spare Reis.
\ヽ .ゞ - ノノ
``フ i´
/ \ノゝ
/__i |丱!|
━━つ━つ━━∞∞∞========
== THE REI'S DINER ==
∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞
You!
I wanna take you to a gay bar,
I wanna take you to a gay bar,
I wanna take you to a gay bar, gay bar, gay bar.
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/ ヽ
! ! 人|,.iノl_ノ)
i 乂-‐ -! i Sorry, we ran out of patience for invisible idiots who
\ヽ .ゞ - ノノ CONVENIENTLY FORGET ABOUT THE RESTRAINING ORDER.
``フ i´
/ \ノゝ
/__i |丱!|
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== THE REI'S DINER ==
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へ-ヘ
ミ*´ー`ミ She hasn't changed since 1996, nya~
~(,_uuノ
But that's three years from now!
What are you trying to say?
I think of time as a linear construct instead of feeling, and now I will was tanasinn.
>>155
I had to write a paper on an online concert for my Music Appreciation course and chose a Morning Musume concert.
I slashed my wrist to get the day off work.
I was fone...
All these Yoshinoya posts make me want to try a beef bowl, but I’m not so sure I’d actually like it.
I like to watch my own posts.
I roam the Forbidden Garden and silently sympathize with the last poster of each thread there.
>>256 here
I'm 23 now, I still don't have a job, and am now wishing suffering upon the world and becoming really strangely religious.
I don't like porn.
all alone for saturday night (as usual)
I'd be a hikikomori if I didn't have to work.
I'd work if I didn't have to be an hikikomori.
I have failed every course of college I ever tried, but am too afraid of rejection to try and get a job instead. So I mooch off my parents and wallow in self-pity instead.
I stopped coming to DQN as often in favor of SAoVQ but I post just as infrequently there as I did here.
I like to crossdress.
I can't make rice properly.