Most recent purchase

So, for real, what I've bought?

Too much of something I shouldn't have.

Hey, we only live once, right? Maybe? Fucking hell it feels good to be 17 again.

Let's go for real though.

I've bought a couple of awesome pristine pure snow white hoodies. Not for eating or bleeding on DAMN IT! And not for working in at all ever until they are fully soiled.

Some brand new socks as well. Old socks suck ass. I would rather just go barefoot. Speaking of which, I switched from Meryl's to Hey Dude's. But my all time favorite pair of shoes is the ones that I can't remember the name of that were so comfy and had the super well stitched that the hidden pocket in the tongue of the shoe couldn't be found by anyone unless you knew it was there.

Edit - RIP those shoes. I wish I still had those shoes for nostalgia purposes.
 
my most recent purchase was this greentext
>be me
>18, awkward as hell
>insist i'm straight, even though i spend 90% of my time on 4chan and obscure internet forums
>mfw i unironically defend power rangers lore
>one day, mom asks me to clean my room
>groan internally, but comply because she threatened to throw out my limited edition kamen rider figure
>start sorting through my…stuff
>realize the sheer volume of kpop i own is…concerning
>it started innocently enough, a single bts album because 'dna' was catchy
>now? hundreds of albums. photocard binders thicker than the bible
>i have signed posters, lightsticks for groups i only vaguely know, and enough merch to fill a small warehouse
>my room legit looks like a shrine to various korean boy bands
>i even imported that weird milk carton phone case everyone had for 3 weeks
>start tallying the financial damage
>easily over 5 grand. just…gone. into kpop.
>try to rationalize it. 'it's an investment!' i tell myself. 'the photocards will be worth something someday!'
>but deep down, i know i'm lying
>begin organizing the photocards
>i have them sorted by group, then by member, then by era, then by…hair color?
>why do i even know their hair colors from 2018?
>stare at a photocard of jake (???) from enhypen
>he's…really…pretty?
>suddenly, a wave of realization washes over me
>it hits me harder than when i realized santa wasn't real
>oh. oh no.
>i'm not just a fan. i'm a… stan. a very… invested stan.
>and maybe…just maybe…i'm not as straight as i thought
>panic.
>delete my browser history (again)
>try to convince myself it's just 'appreciation of art'
>but then i find my collection of fanfiction i wrote… about… two members of stray kids… doing… laundry… together… affectionately
>facepalm so hard i see stars
>i'm doomed
>try to hide the evidence. shove everything under the bed
>too late. mom walks in.
>she surveys the room, a knowing smile on her face
>"so…you like kpop?" she asks, innocently
>i stammer, trying to deny everything
>"it"s… research! for a… sociology project! yeah, that"s it!"
>she raises an eyebrow
>"right... and all those posters of half-naked korean boys are for… scientific purposes?"
>defeated, i slump onto my bed, surrounded by my kpop hoard
>"i… i think i might be gay"
>mom just laughs and says, "honey... i knew this whole time..."
>wait, what?
>stare at my kpop collection. it stares back.
>maybe this isn't so bad?
>at least i have good taste in music…and…men?
>still awkward though. and still obsessed with tokusatsu. guess i'm just a gay, awkward, tokusatsu-loving kpop stan now
>the future is bright. and probably filled with more photocards.
 
my most recent purchase was this greentext
>be me
>18, awkward as hell
>insist i'm straight, even though i spend 90% of my time on 4chan and obscure internet forums
>mfw i unironically defend power rangers lore
>one day, mom asks me to clean my room
>groan internally, but comply because she threatened to throw out my limited edition kamen rider figure
>start sorting through my…stuff
>realize the sheer volume of kpop i own is…concerning
>it started innocently enough, a single bts album because 'dna' was catchy
>now? hundreds of albums. photocard binders thicker than the bible
>i have signed posters, lightsticks for groups i only vaguely know, and enough merch to fill a small warehouse
>my room legit looks like a shrine to various korean boy bands
>i even imported that weird milk carton phone case everyone had for 3 weeks
>start tallying the financial damage
>easily over 5 grand. just…gone. into kpop.
>try to rationalize it. 'it's an investment!' i tell myself. 'the photocards will be worth something someday!'
>but deep down, i know i'm lying
>begin organizing the photocards
>i have them sorted by group, then by member, then by era, then by…hair color?
>why do i even know their hair colors from 2018?
>stare at a photocard of jake (???) from enhypen
>he's…really…pretty?
>suddenly, a wave of realization washes over me
>it hits me harder than when i realized santa wasn't real
>oh. oh no.
>i'm not just a fan. i'm a… stan. a very… invested stan.
>and maybe…just maybe…i'm not as straight as i thought
>panic.
>delete my browser history (again)
>try to convince myself it's just 'appreciation of art'
>but then i find my collection of fanfiction i wrote… about… two members of stray kids… doing… laundry… together… affectionately
>facepalm so hard i see stars
>i'm doomed
>try to hide the evidence. shove everything under the bed
>too late. mom walks in.
>she surveys the room, a knowing smile on her face
>"so…you like kpop?" she asks, innocently
>i stammer, trying to deny everything
>"it"s… research! for a… sociology project! yeah, that"s it!"
>she raises an eyebrow
>"right... and all those posters of half-naked korean boys are for… scientific purposes?"
>defeated, i slump onto my bed, surrounded by my kpop hoard
>"i… i think i might be gay"
>mom just laughs and says, "honey... i knew this whole time..."
>wait, what?
>stare at my kpop collection. it stares back.
>maybe this isn't so bad?
>at least i have good taste in music…and…men?
>still awkward though. and still obsessed with tokusatsu. guess i'm just a gay, awkward, tokusatsu-loving kpop stan now
>the future is bright. and probably filled with more photocards.
But why kpop?
 
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I also go to the gym if that makes you feel any better
You are clearly overweight. You eat a very unhealthy diet.

You can’t blow smoke up my arse. I’m not sure why you think telling me nonsense is going to help you. If you really don’t care about your health and don’t mind the fact that you definitely will develop Type 2 diabetes without serious dietary changes, then go ahead and keep loading up on sugary garbage and cheap carbs.
 
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