I'm not entirely sure what this says about me, but this is exactly what I want out of life.
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If you meet a vaguely autistic hottie who is into you, under no circumstances fumble. I don't usually feel qualified to take my unsolicited life advice that seriously, but I mean it this time.
Sorry to hear about your small head.
Yes, BUT I unfortunately can't stand the cigarette stench.
Switch 'em to vapes (and perhaps a MAO inhibitor), gonna be worth it...
This is my dating strategy, just exist and hope one day some alt girl just decides were dating now.
Yes, I am indeed this introverted
As much as I don't want to go back into the office I must admit I never meet people anymore. I don't know how I would meet anyone new if I ever needed to.
My partner is literally the girl that I sat next to in the office seating plan 10 years ago.
I have zero game and no clue when it comes to signals.
I need this kind of woman, one that will be forward me.
"Game" doesn't exist. Clean yourself, be respectful of others, talk to people. That's the entire game.
You just lost the game btw, but that's to another point
You just lost the game btw, but that's to another point
Fucker
The game ended years ago: https://xkcd.com/391/
You won. Congratulations.
My 'game' issue is I kind of break down when I speak to a girl I am interested in.
I get so nervous and overthink that I stop functioning. I run out of things to say and the conversation just doesn't flow. I put way too much pressure on myself and it is extremely difficult to break out of it.
But if I speak to girls I am not interested in, then I am more myself. No pressure, not trying hard.
Hormone driven anxiety. You don't actually like those women. You haven't spoken to them so you don't know if you like them. You horny them.
Jerk off before you leave the house. It'll help.
Stop talking to women as if you're trying to get into their underwear. Speak to them like someone you want to be friends with and if there's interest both ways something might happen and it might not happen and that's OK because you made a friend.
I never said I was trying to get into their underwear or pick them up or take them home.
It is not my goal, it is not my aim. I have never had a one night stand.
It's usually girls I know through other people, friends of friends that I have been around and developed some interest in. I often feel that I only have a small window or a single chance to make a good impression otherwise someone else may catch their attention.
I was young, I was stupid and placed so much pressure on myself and end never ended well.
I'm a lot more calm and comfortable now, but I don't head to pubs or bars to meet people. Not my thing.
Any interest I have now is the time I spend chatting to a match on a dating app and then meeting up in person.
I really like meeting that person where the conversation just flows naturally, you look at the time and it's been hours since you first met and didn't even notice it.
My friend was like that. He had a lot of friends who were girls, and the way that he handled that was by putting us all in the "friend" box (he was bi, so he did the same for guys, but given that most guys are straight, that wasn't as necessary). It was a great method until he ended up hooking up with his best friend — it was a surprise to no-one but him. He walked around looking shellshocked for a week.
Game exists, its a skill though and you can learn it by trying. Just requires the courage to try, fail, and try again. That said its really just charisma, and you can learn it by learning to non-flirtatiously chat people up.
Yes there is. I knew a guy who was mostly an asshole, didn't look after himself, but could always pull hotties. Relationships didn't last though, so there's some balance in the world.
Same energy as an unhoused cat choosing its new home.
Yeah thats an autistic goth woman. They're magnificent
Definitely Fae if she lives on black licorice, that thing is absolutely not meant for humans
Black licorice is S tier, especially the good and plenty variety
Sure... I'm proud of my comment, I'm now making a list of all the Fae users of Lemmy. You guys can't trick me now!
Shit, in the netherlands we basically live off of that stuff. The per capita consumption is two kilograms, which puts ut at the tol of the list of global consumption.
Every supermarket pretty much has an aisle dedicated to licorice in all forms. Sweet, salty, spicy, soft, hard, dipped in chocolate… you name it.
I’m amazed some people don’t like it. Though I’ll concede I’ve obviously grown up eating it since before I could talk.
Licorice is wonderful. When I was a little kid, half the reason Halloween was my favorite holiday was because there were packs of only orange and black jellybeans, the only good flavors.
Panda licorice now, it's amazing. At our airport there is an all licorice vending machine, all different kinds but of course since it's in an airport it's expensive.
Either that or Danish. They love that stuff over there for some reason
Norwegian here. The Danes licquorice consumption does not impress.
The Finns, however... Scary people.
Salmiak is life.
I dont really like that I really wish it was me, damn I really need to meet people
This is my partner, minus the goth (her thing was hip-hop).
I wonder just how many times people on the spectrum were looked at as "Fae".
I've definitely seen claims that the idea of "a far stole my baby and replaced it with a changeling" could have been caused by ASD.
I read a long time ago some esoteric bullshit book and the author literally described people on the spectrum as fae changelings.
This is my dream girl.
Of course I'm not a Chad with a huge melon.
Damn 5heads, taking up all the possible fae.
Kind of brought a tear to my eye
Direct and to the point. Not many can boast to be this good at communication.
Don't worry, that's just a dhampir with a couple levels in suckubus. You let the right one in.
That's a similar experience to how I met my partner. We never really talked about it, she was just there now.
Can we collectively applaud this? Because I think it deserves it.
??? Never left??? Please go on