I stoped lurking in late 2018, just before covid...I was a mere lurker during those times
>words words words wordsFrom what I can remember, I was rather depressed, albeit it's hard for me to remember very much from that time. What I do recall is that I was harshly lonely throughout that year (junior high, seventh and eighth grade) and while I can't remember much from the brief time where school was conducted at home, I do remember getting picked on quite a bit in seventh grade once we had returned (and had to wear those dang face masks everywhere), probably just because the people who would try to irritate me thought I was an easy target. For some reason, it was only ever non-White women who did do this stuff to me; committing meager actions like intentionally bumping into me with their backpacks while I was seated in class or spilling a bottle of water on me one day (now that I remember, I believe they actually did that particular thing to me on my birthday). I became racist in regard to thosefilthy spic bitchesBrown women for some time after that, because it was two different groups who would regularly pick on me and both just happened to be Brown women whose parents hadinvadedmoved to my town. I still see a few of them at my high school now, but have since forgiven them. But, yeah, that year was rough for me, as I lacked friends and most of my interactions with other people at school were negative.
You shouldn't be expecting anything else from me.>words words words words
bro can not take hints for the life of himFor some reason, it was only ever non-White women who did do this stuff to me; committing meager actions like intentionally bumping into me with their backpacks while I was seated in class or spilling a bottle of water on me one day (now that I remember, I believe they actually did that particular thing to me on my birthday).
People either think i'm 17 or 26, i'm 19An 18 year old called me unc, IDGAF anymore
From what I can remember, I was rather depressed, albeit it's hard for me to remember very much from that time. What I do recall is that I was harshly lonely throughout that year (junior high, seventh and eighth grade) and while I can't remember much from the brief time where school was conducted at home, I do remember getting picked on quite a bit in seventh grade once we had returned (and had to wear those dang face masks everywhere), probably just because the people who would try to irritate me thought I was an easy target. For some reason, it was only ever non-White women who did do this stuff to me; committing meager actions like intentionally bumping into me with their backpacks while I was seated in class or spilling a bottle of water on me one day (now that I remember, I believe they actually did that particular thing to me on my birthday). I became racist in regard to thosefilthy spic bitchesBrown women for some time after that, because it was two different groups who would regularly pick on me and both just happened to be Brown women whose parents hadinvadedmoved to my town. I still see a few of them at my high school now, but have since forgiven them. But, yeah, that year was rough for me, as I lacked friends and most of my interactions with other people at school were negative.
Not that i'm one to judge though i've missed more than my fair sharebro can not take hints for the life of him
Also I was engaged at the time (to a real woman)I was living with my mom, taking/selling a ton of LSD, working as a manager at Dollar Tree, and obsessed with the stock market.
I think I was addicted to Xanax at the time, too, for a couple weeks. Maybe that was 2019 tho