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Opinion/Blog The Crack Shack (vent about shit)

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Vent, Tweak, Cry, Piss Fit, Shit, Vent About Shit
There was a dream I had where there were some wives of mine at the dinner table. I can remember their faces but not their names. Every second of this vivid dream was bliss. Eating laughing hinting at good sex after the kitchen is cleaned up. One of them baked this amazing blueberry pie with just the perfect texture and crust. Another made fluffy mashed potatoes and another made roast chicken with carrots. Then there was tea, I recall it being lotus or some kind of relaxation one like chamomile. The time was irrelevant to my senses. It was as if there was not such a thing. The table and interior of this house was Victorian and the table was a long one. I could not see out of the windows because there was a strong white light coming through. It was summer and the breeze was coming.

Then I wake up this morning thinking about the bitch that ghosted me and instantly I go from a calm state to infuriating emotion. Swearing at the wall, calling her a whore and stupid bitch. A waste of space and a wannabe nazi. Yeah she was into that stuff.

How can someone be so self centered? Our conversations were potent and warming. Yeah it's good she finally landed a better job but at this point I can't wait when she gets drunk off her ass and tells the LGBT employees about wanting to own Third Reich stuff. She even asked me. "Would you know any way for me to get nazi stuff without my IP being put on a watch list?" I had to pause for a minute and just suggested using Tor.

I even asked her about historic facts and she was clueless about what went on in Hitler's cabinet. All she knew was "nigger, nigger, nigger". These are the type of people that come into my life. They are full of emptiness, anger, feelings of destruction. But when they run into me especially in this case a heart broken girl, I always get fucked over one way or another. She did shrooms without using them for medicinal purposes and a fellow of mine schooled me on why this is bad. You don't fully return after the trips and she did this shit many times, then she is a pot head every day. Then she has cursed items in her house. She drinks like a fucking water fall. But I tried to see good in her and not judge. But at this point what's the point of spilling seed into a women that has fucked some dudes before me? She literally fucked the guy before me because he was a nazi and what she doesn't understand is he was just using her as a toy. I mean come on, what the fuck do you think tinder was for?

But you know what. Many times in the past when women played me like this one just did. Their lives are miserable, they are in dysfunctional families and their sanity is always on a tightrope. I don't want to hear about her losing her job. I tried to help her, I gave her advice and my attention and in return I get ghosted and she thinks the money she makes is going to make her happy now? She will use that shit to buy more drugs, drink more and her boss is probably going to use her as a hole to fuck and eventually it'll all come back to bite her for wasting my time. I don't even think she's going to make it to 35 at this rate.

So when I had this dream last night. I felt like it gave me so much more hope. With society slipping and now rebounding I try to stay optimistic about things and women. A lot of women are cooked but there are always gems out there waiting just like everyone else is. It's about time our society works more together with relationships because this shit. The constant ghosting, the fucking cheating I've dealt with, the girlfriend disrespecting my friends. It's for the fucking birds.

And yeah I do admit I was a sucker for this girl. I threw my heart out spontaneously hoping it would stick to the wall. But all I got was bullshit and no messages and mind games. Next time I'll just wait and wait and wait until the girl is having diaries written about me and lewd art of me and her.

did you ever happen to show your white trash gf those hitler drawings?

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Was PPP ever Dakka Dakka?
He wasn't Dakka Dakka, as such. PPP was given that channel (Dakka Dakka) by some WH40k guy. If memory serves, if you clicked the Twitter link on the channel, it took you to Dakka Dakkas profile. It used to be a thing to ask PPP, "Why is your channel called Dakka Dakka, when you don't do any WH40k stuff?"
 
I'd rather see the person that led me on no longer be in my life than having to see them in my discord. Even if they are not active, it still bothers me to see their account. I'm respecting my friend's wishes because I love them with all of my heart but it still pains me to see a scum around my fruitful garden. I've offered enough sympathy, forgiveness, & compromises. It's as if me and my dear friend have been forgotten because of her advancement in life but with what she has done to me will never warrant any forgiveness. I have reflected on what she has done to me last night and used this knowledge to imagine a potential harmful future from her presence in my fruitful garden. And if she dare tries to overload a calm get together into a downward spiral of her problems that she causes onto herself. I will inform the newcomers of her malicious deeds and she will be the gossip of the garden.

The previous lady that wronged me in similar manner withered away in my life. To this day I have a hard on for her but I don't have to bare witness to such a shit stain on the floor. Hopefully she has taken her pathetic life and she can't hurt another man's heart such as my shattered. Those days of being quiet are over. I have not yet had a respectful separation rather those full of games and mistreatment. Soon though, I hope this individual leaves my life in every way. She is a lost soul that refuses the hands of purity. May she just no longer be in my sight.

A night of foolery is what I fell for. When the words started to spill out of her mind I should have turned my back and offered no help. My ears should have turned deaf, her cries no where near me. Stepping away from the computer would have saved me such grief and I would have never gave my heart away the way I did. Something inside me told me that she was just a women and no more. If we can even sustain a definition of that since she is abdominal. Her presence is such an annoyance to me. Sitting at the lunch table and having to be assigned to the same table as her is what I feel. I would rather sit next to the trash than sit at the same table as her. My bullets would only be aimed at her, not anyone else related; just her.

Last night though, as I was sitting in my room in the quiet listening to the wind outside of a cold night, it came to my senses her life is nearing to a tragic end. Feelings of despair came over me and I heard the cries of her future. A future I personally wish not to see. I could not tell if I would see it or not, the after thought came; of me not knowing what would happen to her. Sitting in my discord with my wives not knowing as we communion together with video games & sleep calls as she dies outside of my realm. A body so riddled with damage. Some of it not her fault, some of it is. Me & my dear friend tried to give her fruit from our hands and she took it just to step on our fruitfulness. Every step she takes leaves a path of rot and foul. Her spirit is a stench of musk of an old to never reform.

Could it be, my heart once again shattered to be her final checkpoint? And onward it's misfortune in her journey? Optimism of progression in the next year but after her past comes back to reclaim her life? She started a war with my soul without even realizing, though fear over took her as she felt my over bearing presence in her mind. Of my rage and destruction upon her. Wrath will be from not me but something else that cares about me. She is very distracted and will continue to be for a long time until she finds the intellect to use a forum site such as this. That's if she does in time. While she is distracted, her curse will catch up to her. One I never made but something that feels the strain of my heart and will act against her for her wrong doing. Once a women breaks my heart and we don't separate in absolute respect, many of my past lovers fall victim of their own will. Misery, suffrage, loneliness, and death is what follows them so ever long behind but so ever cleverly close. Their souls forever tapped in their false narratives of reality.

How can what I deemed as my best friends at a time be so cold? Though, they will become what they are when everything they did catches up to them.

You can unprivate your steam profile now?
 
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