Dude got called a homo by a videogame NPC and ragequit.

I was in a psyche ward for about a week and a half and it was a terrible experience. They'll give you drugs which you're not in there long enough to know if they work and since you've missed a week of work you longer have a job to afford them anyway once you're out. I was homeless and all they could offer was that I should just go back to live with my abusive parents and I finally had to just lie and say I was all better now, just tell them whatever I thought they wanted to hear to finally let me out.

I just known this won't cause any self reflection from people. They'll see this and think "wow, if even ISIS thinks you're bad you must really be evil!"

I am hearing that on his deathbed Toby Keith received the light of Islam and unhesitatingly recited the Shahada. Even now he looks down on the Ummah from the gardens of Jannah. Truly there is no god but Allah, and Mohammad is his prophet!

Stop! Hammer time.

What if instead of Palworld it was called Galworld and it was just for the ladies.

That always bugged me with the Pokémon defense. "Oh, but they like that im the master and tell them to do things. We're all friends, just a big family!" Is the exact argument you would use if you were subjugating others but didn't want to feel bad about it.

How close are we to getting to these guys shooting at each other?

I have actually day dreamed about going under the crawspace of this building and digging my own little bunker down there and connect power and internet to it and just live down there rent free like a moleman.

I'm frothing at the mouth, asking for breadlines.

Do you think Rojava recognizes the ways in which they're serving US interests but think it's their only option to achieve their goals or are they somehow blind to that? I can't tell if the situation is far more complicated than I can put into words or far more simple than my brain is trying to make it out to be.

Having that sort of childhood with parents that watched my every move and were control freaks coupled with I think mental health issues that never went diagnosed or acknowledged has put me into this position at nearly 30 where I don't even know what it means to grow up anymore. I just this year experienced being high and drunk, never had sex, don't go out any, no friends I see in person. But I don't know if the voice in my head telling me I need to grow up is right or if I'm just being too hard on myself or if I just get anxious whenever I'm convinced I'm not sufficiently anxious enough already.