it's a long story, just listen to Blowback se4
Thanks for the advice, things are getting kinda hard right now but I try to do my best to make things easier for my friends.
Sorry if this is weird, I'm not really a good communicator, but like what can someone who doesn't have a menstrual cycle say/do/consider to make it easier on someone who does when they're going through it? I feel bad for my friends who have to deal with it, but ngl I'm pretty stupid
And silence from the ~~liberals~~ social fascists on what university students looked like in Afghanistan before 1992
Friends, the goodposting vanguard has been organized
I think I saw this at Prague Castle fr. Basically a 40K weapon. I liked the ones that were guns, but also axes.
The pride of Bohemia 
same, im going into battle with an ornate helm shaped like my dog 
Top tier bad post.... wait. 
I have a pretty low opinion of protestants, and it's not some kinda internet thing. I was born into a catholic family, and in that shitty village of a town protestants didnt acknowledge catholics as christians, except when it was convenient. I had a friend who called me out for not being "conservative" enough cuz thats what catholics were suppose to be more so than baptists apparently, but fuck that. Even in a small town we had a diverse parish, fuckin hell one of our parishoners was a transwoman.
You cant really have any pride in being a catholic, look at the history of the church, it's deeply deeply fucked up, but it still led me in a round about way to who I am today.
Text: I drank a 4LOKO and have a LOADED FIREARM in my waistband
Context: A Four Loko is a beverage with up to 13% alcohol by volume in the US and other countries. The old formula used to have caffeine in it before the authoritarian capitalist government of 
changed it
I'm so proud of my nephews and niece (what's the plural for both nephews and nieces in english?) My oldest nephew is going to his first sleepover, they're gonna play switch, which is what I would be doing if I were his age nowadays. My middle nephew is getting really into sports, he's a lil trooper. My youngest nephew started taekwondo and loves it! My niece is happy and healthy, she's little over a year old and my big sis is already playing the classics for her, "More Than a Feeling" by Boston. 
I work in a gas station kitchen rn. Every job I've ever has had deadlines, but now things are really starting to click for me. I work with no one else, I have to cook food, restock food, prep for the next day, clean, document production, food waste, and temperatures, unload items that come on truck, order new food, and probably other things I'm forgetting. I also vape and work eight hours, so good luck getting all that done and finding time to eat something, have a smoke, and socialize with coworkers and customers. Somedays I get it all done when I'm in my routine, but good mf luck when something unexpected happens.
I feel like I'm playing a fucked up video game like my life depends on it, which it does cuz I have to pay rent. If I clock out early cuz I'm tired or if I clock out on time but didnt get something done it fucks my poor coworkers and I feel bad. If I clock out late cuz I didnt get something done my boss chews me out for getting overtime pay... I only work 40 hours a week, I shouldn't feel this tired or stressed. I'd gladly take an extra hour or two a week, it would make me feel better and make me more money, but that's not an option and I hear from coworkers that our boss gets a bonus for keeping overtime down.
I know there was a time in human history that we didn't have to be this stressed. I'm not an agrarian or hunter-gatherer utopian tho, I just despise how little control I have over how it makes me feel. And this urgency, it fucks with your head, it conditions you to do everything faster, Faster, FASTER. We've created a new kind of human, homo capitalus and this human is a slave to efficiency and productivity for the sake of the profits of those at the top.
It feels like you don't even have time to dream, let alone realize those dreams into existence. It brings to mind the lyrics of the song Piazza Fontana by Yu Kung, which is about the mf YEARS OF LEAD.
Perché la banca chiude gli sportelli Dio, come tutto vola così in fretta Risparmi e gente, tutto così in fretta
I don't speak Italian, so maybe a good comrade could translate it better for us, but it roughly means:
"You have to do everything quickly, the bank is closing soon. God, why does everything go so fast? People and their savings - all so fast!"
Everytime I feel stressed at work, I think "God, why does everything go so fast?"
The chorus of the song continues:
bisogna piangere i sogni per capire che l'unica giustizia borghese si è spenta
Dreams have to be mourned to understand That the last bourgeois justice is dead
It's amazing to me how music bridges the gap in language and emotional understanding. How can a song in a language I don't speak make me cry? I know of course, because we are all human, we all have the same emotions in our hearts no matter when and where we are born. And I will never forget that anytime I meet someone different than me.
The song ends on a hopeful note at least. The final verse concludes:
ma non sentite il grido sulla barricata la classe operaia continua la sua lotta!
But can't you hear the shout at the barricade? The working class continues its fight!
Never surrender what is in your hearts comrades, what brought you to a place like this website. We will win. Thank you for taking the time to read all of this, no worries if you didn't have the time, everything goes so fast.
Now I need to walk my little furry companion, he's been so patient and I love him.
Oh, here's the link to Piazza Fontana, it's a beautiful song.
Black Sabbath really rhymed "masses" with "masses". I always thought they were saying "messes" as in a military officer's mess hall, but no, after further research I think they're really saying "masses" twice.
This song sticks out to me, it's timeless, as we see by all the different covers. CAKE's cover owns it their signature dull monotone. T-Pain is my favorite tho, he gives it a kinda psychedelic rock sound.
Also, the song alludes to two groups of elites, the generals, who orchestrate the horror, and the politicians who started it. Imo tho the "War Pigs" could be an allusion to anyone who profits from the war, whether from a salary, a lobby, or literal financial profits. They're pigs, and we all know who's traditionally portrayed as pigs 
Anyways, here's links to all three versions
but at least I aint no Nazi 
Who do I play in vicky 3, something mid sized, not a major, not a tiny ass country, I already tried the update with Finland, Papal States, and Luxembourg. Pls I dont have time to click through countries for two hours after work 
Today we give thanks and appreciation to all the women who make life worth living! I'm off to work so I don't have much time for a long post, but see my post in bloomer for more background. I just wanna say thank you to all the Hexbear women that make all of this possible. We love and appreciate you, you hold up half the sky 
Don't forget comrades, this Friday is International Women's Day! In case you didn't know, IWD is originally a socialist and communist holiday that was started by workers and officially made a national holiday on March 8th in the good ol' USSR in 1917 (dont let the libs take credit). I first learned about from my Russian language professor in college, who taught us that in the Soviet Union citizens made it a tradition to get the women in their lives, mothers, sisters, friends, coworkers, flowers and other gifts to honor all that they do for us as workers and human beings. My sister learned about it and now puts it on our family calendar every year.
March 8th is a good day to keep this tradition alive. You don't even have to get anyone a material gift if you're hard up for money, like I am, its just a good day to give the women in your life a phone call or wish them a happy IWD in person. I even made a group chat for all my boys to remind them about the holiday this year.
Let's spread some love and appreciation this March 8th 
This is your daily reminder that 
is a peninsula, not a continent. That's just peninsulares chauvinism
I guess I just need to put my thoughts down somewhere. I'm not a big fan of journaling because it doesn't really ever feel like I actually get them out of my head, but I only got one friend who I can tell anything to, she's a wonderful transwoman who I've known since we were kids and has struggled with addiction like myself in her life and does a great job of helping distract me and push me to be a better person, but I don't always feel good about using her as a person to vent to because I worry thats all our relationship turns into and she's not my therapist. I dont have one of those either cuz I guess I dont have a lot of hope in therapy doing much good. I tried it once and my guy just told me to practice mindfulness. Problem is I cant seem to get out of my own head most days unless I smoke or drink. Smoking makes me paranoid and tbh pretty lazy. Drinking helps me give into bad impulses (like posting here or publicly) and I get even less work done when I drink. So here I am just trying to vent.
I just feel really inadequate. I dont like being alone, I grew up with good parents and two older sibs who are like a decade older than me and remember crying when they went to college. My mom and dad werent really outwardly romantic, but I remember my dad buying mom flowers and him and my mom are working class heroes who worked hard to get us all the essentials and a little more. They still try to help me and my sibs fianancially and emotionally, but I just cant be like them, I keep making mistakes in life and cant seem to stop myself. I really want a life partner, if not a whole family to love and provide for, but since I cant really take care of myself it doesnt seem like I can do that, let alone date or have healthy sexual relationships. I worry alot, I was diagnosed with general anxiety five or so years ago and I probably have ADHD. I get paranoid about things too and I rely on my friends and family alot, but even tho I really lucked out in a lot of ways in the birth lottery I just cant seem to feel good about myself. I want to be able to help people but I just keep finding ways to hurt people I genuinely care about, friends, family, people I have romantic feelings for.
It feels like every time I'm on to something good I find a new, or old, way to self sabotage and fuck it all up. Even here I can be really rude and just plain mean to all you fine people. Why cant life be better for me and all the people I personally care about? I'm not strong enough to help those people, let alone humanity. I have a lot of love in my heart, that's why I'm a communist, I want things to be better for everyone, even the people who are ass. But I also have a lot of hate in my heart, thats why I'm also a communist. Hate myself, but I also hate the ghouls who inflict pain and misery on a massive scale because fuck that, life could be so much happier for all of us. I just want us all to be happy, but if I cant be genuinely grateful for the good things in life, like a good family and friends who put up with my bullshit then how am I ever going to help other people who have it so much worse than me?
Idk how to end this vent, there's too much to think about and worry about and it feels selfish. I just wish I could get a hug and have someone tell me its all gonna be ok. Does that mean I still havent grown up yet, even tho I'm already an adult? Fuck, I have work tomorrow in six hours but I have trouble sleeping. Thanks tho if you read all of that, you weirdos make me feel less alone and I think thats the thing that really scares me the most.
Update: Thank you comrades for all the kind words. I'm doing better already. I took my lil guy, who looks exactly like matapacos, , to the dog park yesterday and I had a friendly conversation with an older lady and her dog Lucy. Things are looking up!
basically depends on how Christian the offended person is