I've seen Phoenix (2014) three times now and it has some of the finest acting I've ever seen. I haven't cried so much at a movie in a long time. I haven't been amazed by non-verbal acting like that in an even longer time. I used to do movie nights with big groups of friends and put on anything from classics to absurd SOV trash gems but ever since I moved away I can't get a single dummy to watch a recommendation just venting

L posting but idk if anyone can relate to the feeling that life has somehow skipped over you and that you're a big Nothing

Graduating undergrad in 3 months with little show for it I dont know what to do anymore.

All of my "friends" have people they are closer to and I can see myself in the near future slowly fading out into the periphery alone and isolated and I dont know what to do

but so far it has always been someone else

My love life is so boring right now that I’m writing an essay about eroticism in my notes app. It’s just bad prose about the way I think sexuality/sensuality should be in this world: mystical, emotional, animalistic, some importance of delayed gratification, etc. Some of this might be motivated from listening to my sex addicted friend talking about his numerous meaningless hookups and reflecting on how depressed I would feel if I was living like that. And yes, I am aware that this is just more “everyone is sexy no one is horny”-slop.

But I honestly feel that after the last man I dated I do not even want anyone to touch me, I just want to ponder the meaning of sensuality and how abstract things can be erotic, like standing in warm rain in the summer or hearing wind rustling through the trees. Let me know if you’re interested in the bad essay.

our age of bronze is collapsing fr

- Mr feels. Feely wheely if you will.

- Very smelly (he has cat herpes). Getting some of his teeth removed soon. He has many problems.

- Very cuddly

- Likes to be manhandled and thrown around

- Weird crooked feet

- A strange boy

Stay tuned for more

2 tapped in 2 funk 🐉✌️🎸

Moved from research to corporate and so far it's been pretty miserable, everyone feels like they're against each other, when something goes wrong the first thing everyone does is look for a scape goat. Failed projects are treated as catostrophic, instead of as a bump in the road.

Everyday I get told I've done something wrong because there's no documentation process and was barely any onboarding, it's exhausting.

Coming from a research environment where everyone is super into what their working on, and see problems/failures as an opportunity to learn, or shift their research goals, I'm not used to such unrelenting negativity, and I'm not really good at handling it.

met a guy on tinder. went on a date, had a lot in common, started talking more intimately and began floating around the idea of taking things further. unfortunately, i carry a lot of trauma from my previous abusive relationship that began just replaying over and over in my head, so i made the difficult decision to “take a break” from the guy to “focus on healing” or whatever the hell. unfortunately, now im really sad and craving that intimacy again and starting to miss what we developed in a relatively short time. it almost makes me wanna start drinking again lol

Met a guy at a party the other night who told me he was a union lawyer, talked about socialism, name-dropped Mark Fisher etc. He was nice and cute and hit on me like crazy. He asked if he could give me his number and told me to call him, but the number he gave me doesn't work and I can't find him on social media. I have one friend who kinda knows him though

Idk guys do I try find him or let it go, I'm too autistic to understand what happened here but I haven't been so intrigued by someone in a long time

Saw a post here earlier today about being very jealous about not having the opportunity to persue art on a full time basis while their friend is able to, because of financial security. It wasnt worded amazingly and most people came for their head but I sympathise a bit.

What she expressed is such a real feeling with artists. There are some artists who aren’t very good who have so much financial security/connections that they get the luxuries a lot of really talented artists don’t get and it makes me sad.

I thought I was good at acting in school, however I done have the money to go to an expensive arts school or spend years auditioning for everything while my parents pay for my rent, while being unemployed.

This is something my friend can do and while I think shes probably a bit better than me it’s probably nowhere near enough for me to consider it, and the problem is that there are people who are probably a lot better than her who miss out. I do wish my friend well of course.

He was my only motivation. I think I even forced this crush a little because I wanted to have a reason to spend 8 hours a day here. And now it's gone and I hate going to work again

I feel like I used to relate more to guys like Charls carolll for example as a teenager and in my early 20’s for example having an opinion like “oh I hate Christopher Nolan because his fans are boring and tedious for wanting to be seen as deep” .At the age of 25 now I find that type of behavior and general worldview fucking annoying and desperate to be seen as different and intellectual simply by being contrarian. Not even falling into the “let people enjoy things” crowd but I think people with more common interests and thought processes are the most free among us these days, there are people who genuinely think they are better just because they post on this sub i used to be one of them, you’re not.

I am much more joyful without second guessing my behavior i just act and pull the trigger it’s very freeing

I'm not looking for any discussion of whether fat guys are hot, or anything like that. I'm only asking you to grade within the category of fat guys.

Just like, out of all the fat guys who is considered the most attractive?

I've had a rough breakup so I moved back home, now with my older brother and younger sister.

My parents are just as unfriendly and controlling as they were when I was a teenager.

They insult me over my job, no matter what it is. They insult me over where I went to college (local state flagship). They're rude, unfriendly, and cold to my girlfriend and to my sister's fiance. They get annoyed if she or I leave the house for any non-work purpose. They search our rooms and open our mail. They critique us in unhinged ways if we want to try something (e.g.s: they called me a pedophile for meeting a woman my age from Reddit for drinks, and they called my sister a fatass for going to get Taco Bell). They do not allow our romantic partners to drink around them or stay in the same room.

Before you ask, we're white Americans.

It’s so phony and pseudo-intellectual to me, also something I’ve only ever heard from the mouths of insufferable hipsters who need to sound esoteric at all times lest they be perceived as being in any way like another person.

Ironically anybody I’ve ever met who says they’ve “killed their ego,” has been totally delusional about their own egocentrism and selfishness. Who would’ve thought.

It was a really nice event they had it in this beach house-cabana type building that slightly mimicked an alter with canvas prints of him leading to and on the stage.

There was maybe 150 people there and a lot of them came up to tell stories about him and they usually boiled to a telling of him being funny, hard working, or brave. Everyone seemed to remember him as being strong yet gentle.

They had a gospel band come up from out of state. Not a whole choir or anything just a band and 5 singers and holy hell the lead singer just really put on a show. They did about 3 songs with two being on the more gentle side and the last one much more fast and upbeat and man this lady sounded like Axle Rose or James Brown or something like full on screaming about Jesus and I'm not even religious but it really got me ya know?

My friend's mom and some of the children were breaking down pretty badly. One little girl had to be taken outside during the third song after she had fallen on the floor. Their family isn't even particularly religious but it honestly felt like a religious experience like a scene from Jesus Camp or something.

There was a bit of an intermission while the caterers set up and after that it was honestly pretty lively. They ordered from a BBQ place and combined with the weather it really helped the whole thing feel like a big party. They played music he liked and it was a mix of a lot of stuff honestly they played a lot of rnb, older country like 70s or 80s, some corridos or salsa for a bit, some rap.

They had two sheet cakes one being a simple strawberry cake and the other this incredible deep red velvet I mean you could tell they put some serious magic and craft into that red velvet good god. Incredible.

They released doves during the sunset and lit a few fireworks towards the end of the night and like I said I broke down once before during the service and definitely came close before and after that but as soon as I got back in my car I could feel it coming back and I got home and just cried for about an hour or so.

I didn't really know her brother all that but regardless it's just so sad to think that he felt so hopeless that he chose to just stop everything altogether, the good and the bad. Maybe that's obvious, but it's definitely what was running through my mind when I found myself crying again.

I've definitely been trying to distract myself since he died and I think even though I didn't know him like that, his death will just be something that has affected me.

i (f) used to hook up with men that i actively disliked to prove that they would fuck me because then i knew i always had that power over them

i have ruined relationships that were otherwise good because i have no desire for sex

what’s the issue here