if I roll trips, just vote Trump instead
Family was very close-knit growing up but is now interspersed across a few different countries. Calling each other is very important for us all. This term of college was very rough for me because my housing community went through a lot of shit involving a rapist alum and an abusive psycho currently living here. I took it hard because it affected my best friend, had to drop a course, didn't sleep for weeks. Didn't call home the whole time cuz I was scared I'd break down and stress out my family. Finally called home, but a lot of bad stuff has happened there, and everyone is disillusioned and bitter. Today I made a phonecall and when it was ending I told my relative (this is a person who basically raised me) that I loved them, and they just hung up on me. I'll deal with it, but right now everything feels like shit. Hopefully, OP will not be a fag and at least this thread will be happy.
I should clarify that I'm an executive officer in my community, and that's why I was directly dealing with all the psycho bullshit, although I would've gotten involved with it even if I weren't since the second thing (with the psycho) involved my best friend.
Also, I made the last phonecall home after term finally ended.
You might call me a fag for this, but I might not go into more details. I don't ever really talk much about problems with others.
If anyone deserves tits it's you buddeh.
OP you faggot deliver!
Here. Op IS a fag. But i will not stand to letbtrips and a story go to waste.
Head high and do ya thing
>Are you that retarded that you can't come up with a better joke than that to get attention to you worthless ass?
I wrote Pro Tools. Less Paul was a dumb fuck that could only play shit and has not knowledge of FFTs and frequency response of instruments. Dave kept me from throwing a fist at Less when he didn't know about bridge finger positions and the relationship with digital filters. I told them to all fuck off. Went to Rainbow Bar. Drank, fought and sobered up two days later. Purged the code written on the POS Compaq that used to filter Less' authentic scales. Less loved and hated me. The dumb ass could not even do an algebraic equation dissection his POS guitar that he poured whiskey on to make "sound better." I fucked his groupies for standing up to him. Still wondering if there are children of mine I don't know about.
Oh man, I didn't even care about the nudes, just had a shitty day and had a mindless impulse to make my first go at trips. But this image is fucking godly. You the best.
And at the risk of going all streisand effect, I do sincerely hope this thread gets ignored like any other and doesn't get screencapped.
Thanks bud. The way I see it is, things never get better, they just get worse. I just have to get better at dealing with them. I'm hopeful though, cuz if I can get trips, I can surely deal with all of my shit.