Five nights at anime xxx

So we were on the third date and the first two dates were small dates- ice cream and movies and lunch at chillis. All together the cost was about $80 for two dates and he paid for those. He asked me out to dinner at a pretty nice restaurant last night and I went and the bill was $160 and he asked me to pay. I told him I would gladly pay for my portion ($90) but he would have to pay his tab.
So after the waiter came back we asked for separate checks, but they only came back with one check book and handed it to him. The restaurant ended up taking care of my bill but not his, and he went into a frenzy saying that this only happened because I have boobs and he went into a sexist rant, it was really crazy. He has been texting me all day today apologizing and asking for another date, but I am not sure if he deserves another chance after what happened. He is a nice guy but last night he was unhinged and hes starting to sound more like a red flag

I(21) have been dating this women(21) for little over a year now and its turned bad. I moved in with her and when I did she quit her job and laid around, did laundry and that's about it while I went to work making $16 an hour. I'd come home and there would be a pile of dishes I would have to do, make dinner, clean, helped pay for her student loans once.
I'm aware I'm an idiot and I should have left when I could but love is blind I suppose.
After some issues with her landlord(her aunt), I moved and my mother wanted me to come back to her place to help out around the land they own. She begged me to ask them if she could too, I should have drawn the line there seeing how lazy she truly was. I tired to save the relationship with her and I doing what we want in a relationship and she could only think of 5 small things and I had a huge list of what I need and want my ambitions and dreams. She's failed to try and help out outside, she complained about helping to plant a garden, yes she pays $500 in rent but she can still help out
Everyone in my family doesn't like her and I honestly am just completely over the relationship after some issues like possible cheating, going out at all hours of the night to be with her friends, not working for over 10 weeks... I can kick her out but that would leave her without a place to go even though she has friends and family. she doesn't drive(to lazy to even try), I'm too much of a caring person and I just want to look her dead in the eyes and tell her to get lost.
Is there anyway I can "help" her move out? Like section 8 housing or should I just save some money and help her pay for a place by her work? I don't want to just kick someone I have a relationship with to the streets.
What do I do in a situation I made like this?

The TTRPG version of Sauron** from MERP finds himself in a confrontation with the **Slaughterhouse Nine. Who wins? **CONDITIONS!** ___ * Location & Starting Distance: The streets of Brockton Bay, specifically in a suburb at night. Sauron and the Nine start two-hundred feet apart. * Knowledge: Sauron has full knowledge thanks to his Scrying abilities from tabletop. The Slaughterhouse Nine has no knowledge of Sauron or his abilities. * Slaughterhouse Nine: The Nine consists of Mannequin, Jack Slash, Bonesaw, Shatterbird, Siberian, Crawler, Cherish, Hatchet Face and Burnscar. Manton's van is parked four blocks away. * Victory Conditions: Death of the Slaughterhouse Nine or Sauron.

Hi there! Im here trying to meet someone special, someone i can talk to, hang out with, send all the funny tiktoks i have saved to, someone to show me the stuff they like, i like learning about people and new things! Stuff like that.
Now... at this point im sure youre absolutely dying to know more about me, but dont worry, its coming!

• I love learning about different places and cultures, tell me all about where your from! (I have a degree in history)
• I love horror movies (the worse the better)
• Im funny (i swear)
• I just built my first PC (lets play some games together)
• I have a Costco membership (if you want 50lbs of peanuts im your guy)
• I like to write (If youve ever wanted to be a muse...)
• I love to learn (teach me something! Maybe about plants? Your favorite hobby, anything!)
• If i could live on an island the rest of my life like in Cast Away i 100% would. (Want to be my Wilson?)
• I love animals (top 3: Poison dart frogs, flying fox, squid)

Thanks for making it all the way through my post, I know it was kinda long... Good to know you have some patience for how annoying i am :P
Anyways, if youve read this far and get how i feel, I hope to hear from you! You can send me a little about youself! I dont bite! Unless youre into that :P
Lol, jk, jk.... unless

Hi there! Im here trying to meet someone special, someone i can talk to, hang out with, send all the funny tiktoks i have saved to, someone to show me the stuff they like, i like learning about people and new things! Stuff like that.
Now... at this point im sure youre absolutely dying to know more about me, but dont worry, its coming!

• I love learning about different places and cultures, tell me all about where your from! (I have a degree in history)
• I love horror movies (the worse the better)
• Im funny (i swear)
• I just built my first PC (lets play some games together)
• I have a Costco membership (if you want 50lbs of peanuts im your guy)
• I like to write (If youve ever wanted to be a muse...)
• I love to learn (teach me something! Maybe about plants? Your favorite hobby, anything!)
• If i could live on an island the rest of my life like in Cast Away i 100% would. (Want to be my Wilson?)
• I love animals (top 3: Poison dart frogs, flying fox, squid)

Thanks for making it all the way through my post, I know it was kinda long... Good to know you have some patience for how annoying i am :P
Anyways, if youve read this far and get how i feel, I hope to hear from you! You can send me a little about youself! I dont bite! Unless youre into that :P
Lol, jk, jk.... unless

Hey all, hoping to get this in before reddit implodes.
My 2016 Ford Explorer Sport has 107,xxx miles and according to the maintenance schedule, I’m supposed to replace timing chain between 80K-120K. Every mechanic I’ve called had said they’ve never heard of changing a timing chain at those miles and they are made “for life” of the vehicle or 200K minimum. My vehicle isn’t throwing any codes and idles fine, etc.
What should I do? Follow maintenance schedule or listen to the mechanics I’ve called?

Very confused. I was playing Marvel's Midnight Suns on the Deck last night, then a little this morning, and when I hopped on my PC there's suddenly some drama -- first the PC launched last night's save. I closed out and when back to double check that my Deck had in fact Synced the save and it was confidently declaring that the cloud was up to date. On PC, it read that the two were in conflict. I restarted both devices and now the PC declares that there's a file conflict and I need to pick whether I want the cloud save from 12 AM or the local save from 12 PM, while the deck insists that the cloud is Up to Date with the the save I made at 1 PM. Is there some way to force these devices to resolve it this?

Here’s what I look like: (https://imgur.com/a/QWQaZE3) I’m pretty tall (6’3”) with a lean build.
I’m a central Long Islander who’s just looking for good vibes with someone down-to-Earth, and hopefully also located on Long Island. Someone I could share memes and watch movies with. Someone I could talk to for hours into the night and share music and memes with. Weebs and gamers are especially welcome. If you’re on the awkward or introverted side, it’s far more likely to endear you to me than turn me away. I deal with demanding people and responsibilities being dumped on me at home AND at work, and nothing would make me happier than to meet someone I can let my guard down and decompress and geek out with.
I got promoted to project manager at the testing lab I work at about a month ago, and have been working long hours to acquaint myself with the position and get comfortable. In addition, I teach weekly ESL classes to Spanish and Haitian Creole-speaking locals. I’ve had to financially support my mom (long story short: my father is a complete non-factor in my life) and manage our home for the past few years, which has locked me into “workaholic” mode. With the promotion/raise, Mom’s health improving, and less need to work long shifts now that I’ve got my shit together though, it looks like I may be free to start relaxing and enjoying myself. Free to “live” a little, so to speak. My ultimate goal, career-wise, is to break into financial or managerial accounting, but hopefully not be married to my work and have time to take things easy and enjoy the little things in life between work.
Just about anyone who knows me would describe me as calm, collected, blunt, and generally on top of things. I don’t mince words when I see that something is wrong, and I like to see issues resolved or at least communicated as quickly and thoroughly as possible. I have a dry, sarcastic sense of humor that a lot of people seem to find hilarious. For anyone who cares (I personally don’t), I’m a Libra and apparently an extreme ISTJ. (A buddy made me take a test) Outside of my work and personal responsibilities, though, I tend to be pretty relaxed and unconcerned about most things. A lot of stuff just isn’t worth losing sleep over, you know? That aside, I tend to appreciate the more quiet and simple things in life, so I tend not to get along with loud or materialistic people, or people who always need drama and noise in their lives.
Just a few things I like to indulge in, when I can:
- Going out for excursions and exploring Long Island (lately I’ve been interested in exploring new parks and restaurants)
- Learning about animals and watching animal/pet videos
- Reading/Literature (I’m on a hunt for rustic, realistic/historical fiction kind of novels like Pearl S. Buck’s “House of Earth” trilogy or more psychedelic or dark works like Haruki Murakami’s Kafka on the Shore or Ozamu Dazai’s No Longer Human.)
- Documentaries about history, social phenomena, true crime, and nature
- Studying foreign languages (I know 4) as well as learning about foreign countries’ history, culture, and recent/current goings-on
- Anime and manga. Thoroughly familiar with Naruto (not Boruto, though), Dragon Ball Z, Fullmetal Alchemist, One Punch Man, My Hero Academia, and Attack on Titan, but now I’m more interested in more experimental, dark, and lesser-known/standalone works like Samurai Champloo or Texhnolyze or Mushishi. My most recent readthrough was Holyland.
- Gaming, although I’m as casual as it gets. I only have a Switch at the moment, and mostly play Smash, Saint’s Row, Animal Crossing, Sifu,and Street Fighter, although I’m getting more and more interested in fighting games by the day. I’m hoping to get a PS4 sometime in the future. Also currently replaying Pokemon HeartGold and Black 2, so Pokemon nerds, feel free to hit me up!
- Putting together folders of cool images, backgrounds, aesthetics, and scenery.
- Listening to music and putting together playlists. I’m super into metal, alternative, bossa… Anything on the mellower side, I guess, although I’ll listen to just about anything besides country. Tell me all about your favorite artists.

Here’s what I look like: (https://imgur.com/a/QWQaZE3) I’m pretty tall (6’3”) with a lean build.
I’m a central Long Islander who’s just looking for good vibes with someone down-to-Earth, and hopefully also located on Long Island. Someone I could share memes and watch movies with. Someone I could talk to for hours into the night and share music and memes with. Weebs and gamers are especially welcome. If you’re on the awkward or introverted side, it’s far more likely to endear you to me than turn me away. I deal with demanding people and responsibilities being dumped on me at home AND at work, and nothing would make me happier than to meet someone I can let my guard down and decompress and geek out with.
I got promoted to project manager at the testing lab I work at about a month ago, and have been working long hours to acquaint myself with the position and get comfortable. In addition, I teach weekly ESL classes to Spanish and Haitian Creole-speaking locals. I’ve had to financially support my mom (long story short: my father is a complete non-factor in my life) and manage our home for the past few years, which has locked me into “workaholic” mode. With the promotion/raise, Mom’s health improving, and less need to work long shifts now that I’ve got my shit together though, it looks like I may be free to start relaxing and enjoying myself. Free to “live” a little, so to speak. My ultimate goal, career-wise, is to break into financial or managerial accounting, but hopefully not be married to my work and have time to take things easy and enjoy the little things in life between work.
Just about anyone who knows me would describe me as calm, collected, blunt, and generally on top of things. I don’t mince words when I see that something is wrong, and I like to see issues resolved or at least communicated as quickly and thoroughly as possible. I have a dry, sarcastic sense of humor that a lot of people seem to find hilarious. For anyone who cares (I personally don’t), I’m a Libra and apparently an extreme ISTJ. (A buddy made me take a test) Outside of my work and personal responsibilities, though, I tend to be pretty relaxed and unconcerned about most things. A lot of stuff just isn’t worth losing sleep over, you know? That aside, I tend to appreciate the more quiet and simple things in life, so I tend not to get along with loud or materialistic people, or people who always need drama and noise in their lives.
Just a few things I like to indulge in, when I can:
- Going out for excursions and exploring Long Island (lately I’ve been interested in exploring new parks and restaurants)
- Learning about animals and watching animal/pet videos
- Reading/Literature (I’m on a hunt for rustic, realistic/historical fiction kind of novels like Pearl S. Buck’s “House of Earth” trilogy or more psychedelic or dark works like Haruki Murakami’s Kafka on the Shore or Ozamu Dazai’s No Longer Human.)
- Documentaries about history, social phenomena, true crime, and nature
- Studying foreign languages (I know 4) as well as learning about foreign countries’ history, culture, and recent/current goings-on
- Anime and manga. Thoroughly familiar with Naruto (not Boruto, though), Dragon Ball Z, Fullmetal Alchemist, One Punch Man, My Hero Academia, and Attack on Titan, but now I’m more interested in more experimental, dark, and lesser-known/standalone works like Samurai Champloo or Texhnolyze or Mushishi. My most recent readthrough was Holyland.
- Gaming, although I’m as casual as it gets. I only have a Switch at the moment, and mostly play Smash, Saint’s Row, Animal Crossing, Sifu,and Street Fighter, although I’m getting more and more interested in fighting games by the day. I’m hoping to get a PS4 sometime in the future. Also currently replaying Pokemon HeartGold and Black 2, so Pokemon nerds, feel free to hit me up!
- Putting together folders of cool images, backgrounds, aesthetics, and scenery.
- Listening to music and putting together playlists. I’m super into metal, alternative, bossa… Anything on the mellower side, I guess, although I’ll listen to just about anything besides country. Tell me all about your favorite artists.

IF there is an increase in price for the second batch of XXX, at what price would you consider just getting the Sting R instead??

Hi there! Im here trying to meet someone special, someone i can talk to, hang out with, send all the funny tiktoks i have saved to, someone to show me the stuff they like, i like learning about people and new things! Stuff like that.
Now... at this point im sure youre absolutely dying to know more about me, but dont worry, its coming!

• I love learning about different places and cultures, tell me all about where your from! (I have a degree in history)
• I love horror movies (the worse the better)
• Im funny (i swear)
• I just built my first PC (lets play some games together)
• I have a Costco membership (if you want 50lbs of peanuts im your guy)
• I like to write (If youve ever wanted to be a muse...)
• I love to learn (teach me something! Maybe about plants? Your favorite hobby, anything!)
• If i could live on an island the rest of my life like in Cast Away i 100% would. (Want to be my Wilson?)
• I love animals (top 3: Poison dart frogs, flying fox, squid)

Thanks for making it all the way through my post, I know it was kinda long... Good to know you have some patience for how annoying i am :P
Anyways, if youve read this far and get how i feel, I hope to hear from you! You can send me a little about youself! I dont bite! Unless youre into that :P
Lol, jk, jk.... unless

This is not a political position, but a thermodynamic one. The world is heading from a time of excess to a time of scarcity. With more people enjoying fewer comforts, humanity is faced with the direction it takes for the rest of our species' future on this planet and others: we can't fight each other for what's left or we can share with each other what we need.
This isn't - or has never before been - a serious question because this world has never felt universal hardship before. In the past, when any major scarcity was faced (with the exception of 536) there was always a neighboring ally to buffer the loss or an enemy to subjugate; until now, there has always been more. Climate change is a global pressure on a globalized economy. There are no external economies that are thriving to prop up the luxuries we've come to feel entitled to. When that luxury can no longer be provided, people are trained to blame each other and ask for the boss to complain about our level of service.
This is the attitude fueling the shift to the right "all this liberal 'science' bullshit has turned my country into a place i dont recognize. Time to get my country in order!", but like how the long term side effects of COVID will be blamed on the vaccine rather than the virus, humans are apparently hardwired to look for a person or institution that's responsible for their problems, because they live in a world that's manifestly run by humanity. Politicians don't help with this because they promise change that a large bureaucracy isn't capable of... every time they step in front of a mic. Politicians feed the sense that the world is divided into teams and the team that's running things is doing harm. They are the anti-vax evangelists of a world simply running out of good time as a result of spending all the good time since the end of WWII.
Humanity cannot fly. That shouldn't be arguable. It's a fundamental limit of our physiology that cannot be overcome without shedding everything about us that makes us human; brains are heavy. When we get on a plane, we are not 'flying', we are taking a bus full of people, strapping a rocket engine to it, and firing it in a ballistic trajectory toward our destination. For all the celebration of progress in the tech age, we still can't figure out how to move something forward without throwing something out the back. That's not just why planes are absurd but why they cannot continue to be considered a good invention. Think of how much fuel would need to be burned to rocket yourself across a lawn, let alone through the sky; it's an insane amount of fuel and an absurd justification for burning it, especially virtually all domestic travel can be accomplished by rail or bus... which also use the same principle of throwing out enough exhaust gasses out the back to displace the weight of the thing that's burning the fuel. When this thing is on the ground, it burns much less fuel than pushing it through the sky.
Humanity assumes novelty is benign. Im not sure if this is one of the hidden rules about capitalism that we all follow as a culture "have you seen the new x!? It's amazing and works way better than x-1!", or if we're evolutionarily programmed to assume new is good and the direction we should be heading in. In either case, it has allowed us to adopt planetary destruction as a necessary aspect of each of our lives. It isn't anything we do consciously, it is the background of our lives that feeds big industry and steals time from the future. It's our commute, our food, our total acceptance that running a furnace is fine despite getting all worked up about oil spills and fires when we see them uncontained. The maze we all run was designed to have as much distance as possible between you and the cheese at the end so you would spend half or more of your cheese burning calories to get from the start to the finish and repeat all over. It is why people feel the problem is too big for them: there is nothing one person can change in the part of the life they control that will redirect the planetary system away from collapse because it is the pattern of our lives that is the destructive part.
Since our shared pattern is so destructive, it is self limiting. We are feeling the effects of that now with COVID (forests being pushed toward ecological breakdown leads animals to look for new territory and new food, leading to conflict with species already there and malnutrition from food with an incomplete nutrient balance), extreme weather doing damage to vital infrastructure and shipping losses.
Which brings us back to Ukraine. The world needs a beacon. A Western country with the courage to model a sustainable lifestyle through active change. I assumed that would have been Canada but I was wrong. Instead, with Ukraine being forced to rebuild in a time where supplies have never been more expensive, and in a state where its people have gotten used to living without luxury, it can either be an incubator for redesigning human life to restore the environment rather than destroy it.
There is no stronger people to take on such a challenge and the world that has been paying for weapons to defend. If we can send explosives to break, we must send hands, tools, and materials to rebuild. If we rebuild the same way, the world will fall into war since the causal push of all existing conflict is space and resources or their control, and we will continue to pretend that individual human choices are to blame for war. We will continue to refuse to look deeper and will soon find ourselves in a position where taking up arms seems like the only solution left to us. If, on the other hand, the rest of us find the courage to look one step deeper and ask "why is the world falling to war? What is driving conflict?", we will see it is the same thing driving our thirst for more luxury and, hopefully, realize that the only survivable path to the future is one where we change our behavior to relieve the force that's pushing us in that direction.
When more is never enough, less is a horrifying concept. Without a model for how to happily live as a human in a self sufficient community, there will be no "green transition", there will only be more disease, more scarcity, and more conflict on the edge of that scarcity. The more each of us takes, the more we contribute to conflict around the world.
There is no way to make a car "green", just like there is no way to make a compostable battery. The problem isnt the means of conveyance, it is the distance we need to cover to survive. Whether or not we change our habits to adapt to this reality is inconsequential to its eventuality, it just seems absurd to ignore the reality of hardship until you're being strangled by it simply to "enjoy the time you have left".
If the war in Ukraine ends and the world moves in to turn it into the first net zero country, there is hope for a future for our species. If we act like everything was fine until a mad man decided to invade a sovereign country, war will spread like a fog descending on the world. Demands will be met by force as a result of people pushing for impossibly cheap access to resources. Slavery will return as the foundation of the global economy and, in all this horror, we will be hastening and worsening our own conditions.
Like a train whose tracks go over the grand canyon, humanity needs one last train stop to see what it looks like to live somewhere other than a train at constantly increasing speed. We need a model for a future that is too nebulous to explain: it must be seen and experienced, how much living can be done as humans on and with the land. If nothing else but to illustrate that a train going over a cliff was not a predetermined consequence of "human progress", and that a choice has been made to define that progress with the inventions of a few men, all of which run by stealing energy from the past and stability from the future. It would allow us to see the train from the outside and force us to question the value of a murder-suicide pact.
For the demonstration to be compelling, there can be no or very little carbon footprint for the country. Structures must be built from salvaged (cheap) material, focusing on isolated but functional communities.
We have already lost the battle to save most of what we recognize in our world but we don't need to continue to burn it all down. Since there is no more track for this paradigm, there is no consequence for trying something new and certain death and misery by doing the same. This message can be shared in every possible way, but without a demonstration of what it looks like on a cultural level, we will never have the discussion that leads to the choice to keep going or get off the death train.
We are not the creations or technology we obsess over, we are an ape descended species on a planet we're stuck with and have killed 80% of in 50 years. We cannot survive on a lifeless world because we are alive and life feeds on life to survive. I have a hard time getting people to relate to the rest of the living world as a branch of the same tree we belong to because of how separated we are from other life. The more life that's lost, the less we'll care about it being gone and the more committed we will be to our preoccupations to avoid having to face reality.
The cowardice ive encountered when it comes to facing reality has been incredibly disappointing and disturbing. We will pass laws in our country to prevent poaching and hunting in other countries where our emissions and lifestyle -guided by our laws- are pushing the same animals to total extinction. We will talk about this from a position of moral superiority, only, and will take no responsibility for the conditions our behavior has already created. There is no "border crisis", there are people being pushed out of their homes by new weather that has made those homes incompatible with survival. I've heard lots of Americans talking about moving north in response to climate shifts as if that is something completely different from what is happening on their southern border or in Europe. No one leaves their ancestral home to cause problems in another country, but if that country is responsible for the force that pushed them out, they should either stop pushing people out of their homes or open their borders. To refuse either is to accept that you live a life of evil and as the person that will one day deny you shelter to protect what they have.
These a new times with new stakes and new bad guys. The only good thing about being the bad guy is you can choose to stop, while your victims can only beg you to stop and, eventually, resist/insist on a different course. It is up to each and all of us how the future plays out. The party is over. No one gets to sit this out.

First ever cruise, thinking about booking virgin. It says the cruise starts in Miami USA, departing at 6 local time.
Is it normal to stay a whole night prior in Miami just to be 100% sure you don't miss the departure in case ur inbound flight is delayed, or is that overthinking it?
Also if it says they depart at 6, how much earlier than that do they allow people to board?
Is it easy to find the boarding point? I am worried I'll be THE ONE IDIOT traipsing up and down some port / harbor filled with ships totally lost and confused about where I'm supposed to board 😅

hello Capetonians :) I’m actually from Joburg. I need some advice and I absolutely cannot seem to do so for myself LMAO - so here I am.
Please bare with me on this.
My mother was in Cape Town for a work trip (she went years ago but this time she actually took a proper tour and look around Cape Town) and she absolutely LOVED Cape Town and told me she would move there in a heartbeat. Honestly, listening to her rave about how different Cape Town is made me sad because I’m a 21 year old student and being in Joburg, 45 minutes away from all the night life and entertainment makes me feel as though I’m not actually living. For the past year I have felt very trapped in Joburg and I can FEEL I need to change my location, but that’s very difficult because it’s not something that can just happen.
Now, my mom comes back with her colleague and she broke a bit of news that her colleague’s gran has a house (in a VERY nice area in CPT but I’m not going to mention where, sorry friends) and she rents the room DIRT cheap. I trust all of this because I know the colleague. Now this has actually bothered me completely because something in me is telling me I need to do something and move. I cant stay and have this feeling anymore, especially since I have stayed here since I was little. My mom told me that we can talk about it after my holiday there (at the end of the year).
One thing she mentioned is that I need to get a job there. I’ve had multiple jobs here in joburg before but left and the struggle to find a job in my radius is insane, it’s not a joke as a student - luckily I have experience. Obviously I would need to manage with the rent of this room but that’s about it. Now, my question, how easy is it as a student to find a part time job in CPT? Secondly, The Myciti bus, does it go to Claremont (I have a campus there I can transfer to).
Please offer as much advice as you guys can give. Go easy on me please! I don’t even know what speech I’m going to give my mom to convince her more.
Love from Joburg :)

Jagger
I have only ever told this to my close friends. I feel like people need to know me first, and know me well, to know that I'm not crazy before I tell them this story. Maybe this isn't like most creepy pasta stories, I'm not telling you something horrible and terrifying that I'm pretending is happening now. I'm telling you something that DID happen. Something that has NO explanation. Something so irrefutable by my own mind, that it forced me to choose being Agnostic, over being Atheist, because what I saw and felt was proof, there is something more out there.
I must have been about 12. My family had just moved to South Carolina, my family being my Dad and step-mom. We didn't have a proper house yet, just an apartment. It's not the kind of place that I would have ever expected something like this to happen. This place, I'm sure, was not haunted. After some research when I was a kid I concluded that there was no burial ground, no reason whatsoever for this location to be home to some type of repeat-cycle haunting.
One day I was grounded, probably for something that I did at school. I couldn't tell you at this point as it so immediately became the least of my worries. Three days, I was to stay in my room, only to come out for dinner and nothing else. There just so happened to be a Ghost Hunters marathon on around this time, and I had a TV in my room so I thought it as good a way as any to pass the time.
As I watched the shows I became very skeptical, but there were some encounters that made me think to myself, it's weird none of this has happened to me. Over the next day or so I even became a little jealous of the more intense encounters the people on the show were having.
Bored out of my entire mind I began to contemplate some way to get a ghost to visit me. I thought of a Ouija board. However I had no money and didn't know anyone with one. The most straight forward way to go about it I supposed was to ask. Now as a kid, coming from an abusive home, separated parents, mother was a drug addict who left us, I had to grow up sooner than most. I had considered death, and life, and what came after, many times all on my own. I had come to the conclusion that I just can't believe anything I'm told, and would rather see for myself if there is anything out there. However that day hadn't come, so I had settled on "Temporary Atheist".
That being said it was in a sort of mocking tone, that I clasped my hands over my air mattress, and began to pray to God. At first cheerily, but as the prayer went on, almost as if I had unconsciously realized my fatal error, my tone grew more serious. "God, if you are out there, if you exist at all. Send me a spirit, a ghost, I don't care. Send me something to meet, send me a messenger that there is life beyond this."
That turned out to be, maybe the worst mistake of my life. I would have happily gone on with my life as an Atheist, and while there are some comforts in knowing there is something more, such as not fearing death quite as much, I would have traded that knowledge away in an instant, to save me from what came that night.
It was around two in the morning. I lay, right after finishing watching my show, on my air mattress in the dark. Nervous, goosebumps on my arms, feeling cold even in the blankets. It was fun to ask for this during the day, but once the light went out, I was far more terrified than I was excited, to meet whomever God may send me. I couldn't sleep, wasn't even slightly tired.
As I lay there on my side trying to fall asleep, it seemed as though my fan had gone on mute, as the air mattress depressed behind me, and my messenger arrived. I was so scared, it was at this moment I realized what I may have asked for, after seeing all of the times that the hunters in the show seemed to know whether or not a spirit had a positive or negative feeling, I realized now how they could tell. This..Thing, I could feel it snaking it's arm around my stomach. my shirt folded, the skin under it icy, I could feel it like it were a person. A cold persons arm. It wrapped over my stomach and clutched the underside of me, for a moment I thought, "This is it, it's going to pull me away and nobody will ever see me again, what did I do!?"
As its grip tightened I became more and more terrified, I had time even to think about quickly hitting the light on the lamp, I had to aim, I thought about where the switch was before doing it, it had to be a perfect thrust, I needed to be fast. I was so fucking terrified.. I screamed as I reached for the light and flipped it on, simultaneously throwing myself from my bed, the closet door which had been closed was open all the way to the wall. I had closed it on purpose out of fear, and there it sat, even though the light was on the darkness inside scared me so much I couldn't move. I was afraid that if I ran to the door something would steal me away into it. So I sat there all night, staring, petrified at the open door and the darkness. This is how I know I never slept that night, I never dreamed up anything, there was no sleep paralysis, no spirit. This Thing. It had come for me, and left when I ran. This, I realized the next night, couldn't be thing that God sent, for what came for me the night after..If God sent it he is cruel.
The next night I was finally off grounding. I couldn't be more grateful to escape my room. I knew there was no way I was going to fall asleep again. Not after what happened last night. I was still spiked awake. I decided to bring my stuff into the living room to sleep there for the night. I stared down the hallway at my bedroom door, I had closed all the doors in the hallway, to be sure nothing could come out of one without alerting me first.
My door was at the end of the hall, to the left of it, around the corner, was the bathroom. Even recalling this is making my skin crawl, imagining it in my head makes me sick, I feel weak and terrified just thinking about it.. anyway.. The night dragged on after dinner at seven, my stepmom and dad had gone to their room and fallen asleep. 8pm, 9pm, 10pm, 11pm, 12pm, 1am. I sat there wide awake, staring. I had been watching TV, glancing back and forth between that and the hall for most of the night, but I wanted to at least lay down.
As I gazed down the hall, goosebumps on my skin, a cold tightening on the back of my neck, everything in the room seemed to dim. I sat up, just to be sure I wasn't losing it, I was still completely awake. I looked across the room at the nightlight plugged into the kitchen counter wall, and it had begun to dim. I was starting to get scared and nervous so I turned my phones screensaver on and laid back down, just in case the nightlight went off. That's when it happened. A dull droning hum seemed to fill the air, silencing the harder to notice sounds. I couldn't hear the fridge cooling, or the buzz of the light. It seemed like the noise was pure, my head felt like it was being rushed by blood, as if I were being held upside down, as I stared at my bedroom door.
Then it came. I heard the metallic scrape of a door opening, but it wasn't my door, it had to be the bathroom door. Now excruciatingly terrified I couldn't bring myself to look away from the corner where the bathroom was down the hall. I gripped my blanket over my shoulders, just to be sure I could still move and I wasn't having a nightmare or some kind of sleep paralysis which I had read about that day, it wasn't that. Everything was real, I was very awake, and I could move.
As I realized I wasn't hallucinating, or dreaming, a black mass gathered at the top of the wall. Seven feet up, what looks like an arm, with it's elbow stretched toward the hallway appeared. The idea of something that..Black. Clashing with the light of everything around it, I thought it was so dark I couldn't see, but I was wrong. as the arm stretched further I started to hear a screeching, which slowly rose to a screaming. Like people dying, the noise you might make when you have time to cry out before it's all over, all collapsing on each other. It got louder and louder, ear splitting, as this things head rounded the corner at the top of the wall, and a massive leg, the knee at 4 feet, splintered it's way into view.
I could see no details of it's face, just the jagged edges of it's body, and it's eyes, lit a dull red, like you might see when you close your eyes against the sun. It's chin seemed to stretch downward, as the screams grew louder, so shrill it made me feel like the temperature had dropped fifty degrees, my stomach twisted and turned like I could be sick at any moment, and simultaneously not even notice. It's head seemed to carry out further, as if it wanted to look at me closer, or it wanted to eat me.
The screams were so loud now it made me light headed with terror, piercing my soul, I felt anguish, I felt this wave of depression like I'd never felt in my life, this urge to die, this longing to get away from something.
Then it receded, almost as if in one motion, save for it's clawed, tendril like fingers, raking the wall as it returned from where it came.
My chest collapsed, my heart was beating so fast my head felt like a speaker, I could still hear a ringing in my ears, I felt so sick but I couldn't go to the bathroom, I sat up, back to my parents door, for the next 5 hours or so till the sun rose. Again, this confirmed that I never slept.
I poured myself into the internet that day trying to find some explanation, but without ever having been asleep, sleep paralysis wasn't it. Hallucinations, I thought maybe, but Auditory and Visual? No way. Especially considering nothing was wrong with me, I wasn't sick, I didn't have a history of this, and it didn't start up again for a long time.
This really happened to me, and it has changed me forever.
What's worse, is since then, especially in the time before I turned nineteen, I had crippling depression afterwards. I remember sleeping in my basement rooms in South Carolina and New Jersey after, just mocking him. Wishing he would come back so I didn't feel crazy. I named him Jagger, for the jagged edges I saw that night.
Around that time I had tried to kill myself a couple of times, maybe half-heartedly, maybe I was too afraid to do it, I don't know. Eventually I told my friends what had happened. And that's when it began again. Only a couple days afterwards two of my friends had come back to me telling me that ever since they heard the story, and saw me tear up thinking about it, they hadn't felt safe in their own rooms anymore. They slept with lights on at home, couldn't deal with silence, and shortly after they both told me that things had begun moving in their rooms at random times of the night. None of us ever spoke the name again, both of my friends, Jesse and Amere, suddenly developed depressive states. Maybe it was always there, and we never talked about whether or not it had something to do with Jagger, or whatever was going on at their homes.
All I know is this is real, it did happen, it has changed me completely from what I used to believe, and maybe I carried Jagger with me, maybe he never went away, but went inside me. Perhaps that's why it seemed almost instantly I went from being a happy, hopeful kid, to being a miserable, sad teenager, craving death, and hurting myself. I don't know. Honestly if I look back, there were times, like being dumped, or failing school, that made me upset, that made me depressed, but every time I considered hurting myself it seemed as though my mind went blank, and it just happened, and I always felt better after for no reason at all. Which scares the hell out of me to this day. I'm sorry to have even told you all this, and sincerely hope nothing comes of it for you.
However if this story is a curse, and this demon is carried in all who hear it, then I need to know. If nothing else, perhaps there is no way it could affect everyone, perhaps at least it'd be proof.

I’m 43F, SW190, CW145, 5’9”. I’ve only struggled with my weight in the last few years and was incredibly thin with no effort for most of my life - until I wasn’t. I have utilized running, weight training, IF, CICO, low carb and keto to lose 45 pounds. I struggle to see my body as it truly looks - I tend to still see myself as a thinner person even when I’m not - but I’m currently very happy with my shape.
Last night at work, two women I don’t know were walking behind me. One said, “we’re talking about you!” I turned around, and she said, “we were just saying you have the cutest figure. Your waist is tiny!” I told her she had no idea how good that made me feel. They asked how I did it, and it turns out they were also runners, but in the beginning of their weight loss journey. We discussed overcoming addictions to food and other substances and prioritizing our health, and it was just overall the best experience of a stranger commenting on my body.
I’ve been slacking at the gym for the first time in my 18-month weight loss journey, and now I’m renewed to get back to it today. I needed that validation - from women - that what I see in the mirror is close to the truth.

Me and my SD have been together for 16 months. I’ve felt “in love with” him the whole time, until recently. I’m resentful because he cut my allowance and I feel I’m being taken advantage of.
We started seeing each other in March of 22. Lots of “in love” vibes and off the charts sex. I felt secure we had a real thing going.
In July I text him after he did something that turned me off, and admittedly I was kind of rude. But not extremely so, and it was 1 expression of discontent after 4 months of bliss. His response was to take a month off to “think about things.”
I was heartbroken, genuinely grief stricken. I cried every day.
When we saw each other next - supposedly a goodbye, he said he wanted to end things to focus on his marriage (a lie I didn’t believe for a second) - he put up 0.00 resistance when I walked into his apartment. We melted into each other’s arms and immediately made love.
There was no more talk about any goodbye.
At that point he hadn’t paid me in two months. He said nothing about money. The next time I saw him I brought it up. He said he thought we should see each other less (2x/month instead of 4x) and reduced my support by one’k. “We can talk about it…” he’d said then, indicating maybe it would go back up. He did not retropay me a cent for the time off.
Since then we’ve seen each other closer to 3x/month on average, and started having sleepovers 1x/month. Dates are anywhere from 8-18hrs long and the time flies by, we’re so happy when we’re together.
A few months ago I asked about re-raising my allowance and he dismissed it. He says he wife sees his finances (they were separated when we first met) and he has less freedom.
But a couple of weeks ago we stayed at a hotel that was seven hundo for 1 night and he charged it without batting an eye. I even offered to put it on my CC, to cover his tracks, an offer not taken. So is he really concerned about his wife monitoring his finances?
I feel taken advantage of.
I agreed to what was essentially a demotion, last July, because I didn’t want to lose him.
I’ve never once since then complained or pushed back on anything about him. I’ve stifled all negative emotion out of fear he’ll drop me.
But if I let this fester any further, I’ll be disrespecting MYSELF, and that’s where I draw the line.
How can I approach a negotiation to at least get back to the allowance I started with?
Or does this reek with time-to-move-on?
At this point I am willing to walk away if he won’t show me the respect of compensating me fairly.

So I usually never reach out like this but I've been feeling pretty lonely lately so why not give it a try? So the basics are: I'm a straight guy, 26 years of age from Europe . I work but also have a lot of free time. I'm looking for someone I can have a genuine connection with and talk often to. At first on here but I prefer Discord since it's more convenient for me. So here's a little more info about me:
What I like: Video games (GTA Online, Warframe, Genshin), Some anime (Death note being my favorite), Cycling, Open and genuine people, Deep thoughts and discussions
Music I listen to: Mostly rock/metal but I enjoy many other genres too
Specific traits about me: I consider myself a very deep and idealistic person. I'm pretty honest and you can always expect an honest answer from me to all your questions and inqueries about me/my life. I don't hide anything about myself and am an open book so don't be afraid to ask me anything. I'm pretty straightforward and I speak my mind. I like joking around and my humor can be harsh sometimes but I never mean bad with it. I can adapt well to different people and situations but it's very hard to change my views and beliefs. I'm agnostic but open to discuss any and all religions and beliefs.
What I'm looking for [IMPORTANT]: I would prefer if you do not message me if all you're looking for is to kill boredom or have a quick chat. I'm looking for something serious and long-term and I am honestly tired of wasting time on people who do not want anything to commit to or form a genuine connection. I reply relatively fast and would like the same in return except, of course, when we are busy with stuff. I wouldn't ignore you and I don't want to be ignored. I'd also prefer people who are not scared to show what they look like relatively soon after we start talking. I think it's an important part of actually getting to know someone.
So that's about it. If you want to know anything more just send me a message.

We have a 7 yr old neutered male rescue mix breed (chihuahua & maybe Whipit or min Greyhound) who randomly urinates in the house. Not always in the same place but occasionally it is. Sometimes it’s on a box or something “new” to the house that’s within reach but other times it’s on something that’s been in the house as long as him. Seems like it might be happening in the middle of the night but he has a doggy door that he is very adept at using, so we can’t figure out why it’s happening. Any help/ideas/suggestions would be GREATLY appreciated. (Yes, we clean the areas after he pees & no, we can’t just pick everything up off the floor).