2022.01.17 04:57 okupepe Lol idk why I'm posting this but I got like only few friends and family I live alone and never really see other people and the gym is just super important to me and my family doesn't like it so yeah idk just looking for verification
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2022.01.17 04:57 Messenger-Zero Every single time
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2022.01.17 04:57 Macr0Mind [SF] Ex-ray
“It appears you’ve been exposed to excessive X-ray radiation. I’ve seen this before in radiologists who maybe put in too many hours.”
The next words out of my brother’s mouth just sounded like an ancient dialect of gibberish reciting haikus using only the word “blah”. This was common during moments I needed to protect myself from harsh truths. Usually in the form of “I told ya so” or “Hindsight is 20/20”. It always happens when it concerns my powers. My x-ray vision, which saved so many people over the last few decades, decided to give me cancer. Why couldn’t my x-ray vision see that coming? Maybe I had “blah blah” mode on too long.
It’s only a matter of time before I find out my telepathy caused a tiny hike in my phone bill. I used to be able to mold my body at will like putty, slip through a crack in a brick wall and return to form almost effortlessly. Saved a lot of people, including myself, especially in a fight. Then, one day, shortly before a “blah blah” soliloquy by my physician and powerless sidekick brother, I woke up as a deflated blob of putty, unable to return to my regular form. It took me 10 days to de-putty and I could never will myself into any shape other than myself again. That power went almost as quickly as it came. And all I had to remember it were a few local tabloid clippings and a 12-pill/day regimen of arthritis meds that do more harm than good. I know I haven’t woken up as a blob since I started taking them, but they haven’t done shit for my cracking bones. Not to mention I’ve now pissed every color of the rainbow. I’ve heard my brother say once that the cracking sound bones make is gas being released. Could this be true??
I rarely think of the day I got my powers. I was just a boy on a ninth grade field trip to a military research facility who got too close to a room that a lot of people should have never let me near. I remember walking and then a BOOM and then a ringing that was so loud I could almost taste it. All to sneak a cigarette, too. Next thing I knew, I had eye twitches which the doc called involuntary nystagmus. What he didn’t know was that each time my eyes twitched, I could see through walls or skin.. or both.. or neither. Took me a while to control it but, once I did, I instantly knew purpose. Never questioned it. Now I’m wishing I had. No one gives a fuck about me saving them. If they did, someone would’ve come around to save me from these awful side effects.
“Blah blah blah blah so take 1 of these, twice a day, morning and night to prevent further metastasis,” my brother said. I popped two, half caring, half pretending. “But until you get treatment, you need a break from work. Maybe it’s time you retired. Blah blah blah sometimes cause auditory and visual hallucinations blah blah blah.”
I clicked my eyes a few times to make sure they still worked the way I needed them to. With my brother thinking I’m on a hiatus, I could enjoy myself at work, the way it did when I had purpose. Brotherlessly. Sidekicklessly.
I decided to take the stairs down from his 5th floor office. I needed the exercise and maybe I’d release enough gas from my bones on the way down that I’d be magically cured of arthritis. By the third and a halfth floor, I regretted my decision to take the stairs but also saw behind a few layers of concrete and sheetrock that my purpose was about to be reinstated. Two goons trying to rough up a doctor and a nurse in a third floor office. It was time for me to act. Nothing gave me more pure joy than smashing in the faces of those who deserve it most.
I quickly put on my mask and casually opened the office door. It took me less than ten seconds to find those goons and snap their necks like twigs. I could see the nurse was almost as aroused by my saving her as I was but I, for the sake of mystery and ego preservation, resisted the urge to exchange even a simple “Can I call you sometime?” Besides, a few twitches of my eyes discovered her name, number and address, conveniently found on the inside of her purse beneath the words “If Found, Please Contact:”
I left and quickly finished the remaining 3 floors by taking the one working elevator. God, it was slow as shit. The door opened at Lobby and I discovered four police officers had already arrived.
“Third floor,” I said, still wearing my mask, and to no particular officer. Before I could make it to the entrance, I felt something I’d never felt before. Cuffs. On my wrists.
The nurse from the third floor had made it down to the lobby. “That’s the man!” she cried, half yelling angrily and half inconsolably weeping. “He killed a mother and her 10 year old son. Broke both of their necks.” I’d never been so confused in my life until I skimmed as quickly as I could through pages of “blahs” which came out of my brother’s mouth, while he discussed something about hallucinations caused by my cancer pills. All it took was this remembering to realize what I’d actually done. There were no goons. I broke the necks of a mother and her son inside a pediatrician’s office. I thought of how odd it was that I no longer hallucinated the memory of my hallucination.
It’ll be okay, I told myself. My brother will get me out of this. I passed out.
When I awoke, I lied on a stiff bed behind some very expensive looking bars, with my brother reciting the “Unabridged Encyclopedia of Blah” on the other side of them, telling me he told me so. In the next cell, the same two goons from the third floor of my brother’s building bullied an inmate. And there was nothing I could do but hear the words “blah” and the sound of gas cracking from my newly retired bones.
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2022.01.17 04:57 Inra_ dark type beat, feedback is appreciated :)
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2022.01.17 04:57 Nawaftzx Why can’t I post Videos in this Community?
2022.01.17 04:57 Mainframe110 How are you supposed to pretend to not be distracted and forgetful…?
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2022.01.17 04:57 Walls [Plan] Wednesday 19 January 2022; please post your plans for this date
Please post your plans for this date, and if you can, do the following;
give encouragement to two other posters on this thread.
report back this evening as to how you did.
give encouragement to others to report back also.
You should go get vaccinated.
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2022.01.17 04:57 PerceJackson Cursed_Protein Shots
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2022.01.17 04:57 Formal_Candle_7369 Player of Games
We only casually saw each other for a few weeks. Met on a dating site, agreed we were both excited about spending more time together & getting to know each other, and even agreed to be “monogamish” out of respect and safety. We both expressed a high level of interest in one another, and saw the potential for developing into something more… him even more so than me in the beginning (he even surprised me with a Magic EDH deck & an expansion pack for another game I own on our third hangout—which was on Christmas).
We agreed not to rush things and to take it slow because we didn’t want to burn out too quickly—something we’ve both done in the past. But then he pulled away… fucking HARD. It was like having the wind knocked out of me. I felt his detachment but tried to tell myself he was just busy. However, the feeling that something was off kept nagging me.
As I began recognizing that some of my basic needs weren’t being met (big red flag so early on), I tried to have a conversation with him about boundaries, and also to make sure we were still on the same page about casually hanging out… all communication up to that point was consistent with both of us recognizing that we wanted to see where things would go because we really liked each other. But when I tried to have this conversation a couple nights ago, he said it was too “relationshipy” and he couldn’t do it. He kept referring to boundaries as “rules” and said “if there are rules it isn’t casual anymore.” It was incredibly disappointing and hurtful. And now it’s done.
I wasn’t overly needy, pushy, or clingy. I adapted and gave him space when I felt him pull away. And I always prefaced my attempts to hang out or talk with “no pressure.” I’m a pretty easy-going, levelheaded woman. I’m not some stage 5 clinger. I’m pretty healthy and awesome, overall. I don’t play games and I’m straightforward in my communication, but I think he wanted someone to play games with him and that’s where I screwed up.
It was just a few weeks of getting to know this person, but I truly thought there was so much potential there. And now it’s over because I love myself too much to continue simping over some man-child who won’t even give me the most basic, mature, respectful communication. I feel played… was it all just a game for him?
I don’t know why this hurts so much. I feel so stupid for feeling this way after such a short time period. I’m 31yo (he’s 37yo)… we should both be mature people with heightened abilities to communicate. I don’t understand why this broke down the way it did, and before it even really got started.
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2022.01.17 04:57 Seek-1111 Does anyone eyes gets watery and burns randomly?
2022.01.17 04:57 biesann I have a really extraordinary and unusual soul plan and I need helps!
I have encountered some mediums on Keen and it feels like they are frauds. They gave me random advices that wasn’t me or for me at all. Mediums who can read soul plan or pre-birth plan or talking with spirit guides. Can you help me finding out what my soul plan is about and what my spirit guides wants me to know?
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2022.01.17 04:57 Holy-Wan_Kenobi [Request] Elctro Mitsodomoe - Genshin Impact
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2022.01.17 04:57 mattrichardscoach Does Getting More Engagement On Facebook Really Improve Your Sales?
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2022.01.17 04:57 Fernxtwo What do you call a person without kidneys?
2022.01.17 04:57 Lazania313 Triban RC 120 Disc vs Java Siluro 3 Disc
Hey guys, planning to buy one of these two. Need help in deciding. Which would be a better one. I usually would ride on highways averaging 75kms/day.
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