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File :1203722298275.png-(46 KB, 250x166, kiwi.png) O Anonymous 02/22/08(Fri)18:18 No.3170377 0 >Anonymous 02/22/08(Fri)18:18 No 3170381 Lets not have a baw thread today. Please. Anonymous 02/22/08(Fri)18:19 No.3170389 File :1203722393706.png-(119 KB, 682x1100, EliciaFMASad.png) 3170377 3170381 TOO LATE BITCHES! Anonymous 02/22/08(Fri)18:20 No.3170398 3170381 A Baw thread you say! Why Not?

File :1203722298275.png-(46 KB, 250x166, kiwi.png) O Anonymous 02/22/08(Fri)18:18 No.3170377 0 >Anonymous 02/22/08(Fri)18:18 No 3170381 Lets not have a baw thread today. Please. Anonymous 02/22/08(Fri)18:19 No.3170389 File :1203722393706.png-(119 KB, 682x1100, EliciaFMASad.png) 3170377 3170381 TOO LATE BITCHES! Anonymous 02/22/08(Fri)18:20 No.3170398 3170381 A Baw thread you say! Why Not?

File :1292997853822.gif-(102 KB, 849x846, 1277050955318.gif) U Anonymous 12/22/10(Wed)01:04:1 No.296827507 [ExpImg] Bawww thread? Please? My life is f----- >> Anonymous 12/22/10(Wed)01:05: 1 No.296827772 daily life 296827507 get off the internet and stop acting like a f----- >> Anonymous 12/22/10(Wed)01:05:3 No.296827852 It's gunnah be okay, man Anonymous 12/22/10(Wed)01:06:1 No.296828079 File >> ng-(242 KB, 1341x449, 1292649166039 .png) File 1281065022.ipg-(44 KB, 320x240, 32995-300_movie4web.jpg) Anonymous 08/05/10(Thu)23:23 No.4147582 I dont know you, anon. I dont know a thing about you. I don't know where you come from, where you're going, or why you do what you do. I dont know if we'd get along if we met. But there is one thing that I do know: You are capable of much more than you have been led to believe As I am writing this, there are 6.7 billion people walking and breathing on our humble rock. The overwhelming, vast majority of them will pass through their 720,000 hours like a match struck in the wind. Hardly noticed, scarcely remembered Tomorrow, as you go about your day, take your time to look around. Are there a lot of people around? What do you see? You see mediocrity. You see average. You see everything about yourself that you hate, that you fear, but that you have been conditioned to believe is acceptable. Fine. Enough. A good job I'm here to tell you that you will NOT settle for what is fine. You will NOT settle for a good job. Fine is for the loser. Fine is for the guy who skipped the last set of his workout because he just didn't feel like it. Fine is for the guy who cheated on his diet (this goes for you too, you skinny f---) because he just couldn't do it anymore. Fine is for the guy who took a nap instead of sprinting around town in torrential downpour. Fine is for the guy who got the job, but not the one he wanted. That guy made second place. He has never embraced pain, personal sacrifice, or thrown himself into the fires of dedication. Most importantly, and starting today, this guy is NOT YOU >> Anonymous 08/05/10(Thu)23:24 No.4147585 File1281065053.ipg-(39 KB, 400x300, 1281064336590.jpg) You are not this person. You are destined for greatness. You have it inside of you, and you know it. You have always known it, you have felt it as a faint thumping in your gut. It is clawing scratching, struggling to be set free. It needs your help. As long as you hold yourself to the standard of "average," that is all you will ever be. In your dreams you aren't average, so why the F--- are you settling for it now? What are you not doing right now, anon? What is eating at the back of your skull? Go do IT. You know what it is, soldier. The time to act is now. You will burn. You will suffer. Your demons will not be defeated easly. Every step of the way they will whisper in your ear that you aren't good enough. That you aren't meant to succeed. "Just give up," they will mutter, "you'll never be the best." "NO," you will reply. You will embrace suffering. You will finish that last repetition. You will claw through the agonizing pain, you will destroy the mediocre p---- in your head, you will break boundaries. You will rise above the rest. You will realize your potential You, anon, are no average man. Now go do what you were destined to do. End of f------ story

File :1292997853822.gif-(102 KB, 849x846, 1277050955318.gif) U Anonymous 12/22/10(Wed)01:04:1 No.296827507 [ExpImg] Bawww thread? Please? My life is f----- >> Anonymous 12/22/10(Wed)01:05: 1 No.296827772 daily life 296827507 get off the internet and stop acting like a f----- >> Anonymous 12/22/10(Wed)01:05:3 No.296827852 It's gunnah be okay, man Anonymous 12/22/10(Wed)01:06:1 No.296828079 File >> ng-(242 KB, 1341x449, 1292649166039 .png) File 1281065022.ipg-(44 KB, 320x240, 32995-300_movie4web.jpg) Anonymous 08/05/10(Thu)23:23 No.4147582 I dont know you, anon. I dont know a thing about you. I don't know where you come from, where you're going, or why you do what you do. I dont know if we'd get along if we met. But there is one thing that I do know: You are capable of much more than you have been led to believe As I am writing this, there are 6.7 billion people walking and breathing on our humble rock. The overwhelming, vast majority of them will pass through their 720,000 hours like a match struck in the wind. Hardly noticed, scarcely remembered Tomorrow, as you go about your day, take your time to look around. Are there a lot of people around? What do you see? You see mediocrity. You see average. You see everything about yourself that you hate, that you fear, but that you have been conditioned to believe is acceptable. Fine. Enough. A good job I'm here to tell you that you will NOT settle for what is fine. You will NOT settle for a good job. Fine is for the loser. Fine is for the guy who skipped the last set of his workout because he just didn't feel like it. Fine is for the guy who cheated on his diet (this goes for you too, you skinny f---) because he just couldn't do it anymore. Fine is for the guy who took a nap instead of sprinting around town in torrential downpour. Fine is for the guy who got the job, but not the one he wanted. That guy made second place. He has never embraced pain, personal sacrifice, or thrown himself into the fires of dedication. Most importantly, and starting today, this guy is NOT YOU >> Anonymous 08/05/10(Thu)23:24 No.4147585 File1281065053.ipg-(39 KB, 400x300, 1281064336590.jpg) You are not this person. You are destined for greatness. You have it inside of you, and you know it. You have always known it, you have felt it as a faint thumping in your gut. It is clawing scratching, struggling to be set free. It needs your help. As long as you hold yourself to the standard of "average," that is all you will ever be. In your dreams you aren't average, so why the F--- are you settling for it now? What are you not doing right now, anon? What is eating at the back of your skull? Go do IT. You know what it is, soldier. The time to act is now. You will burn. You will suffer. Your demons will not be defeated easly. Every step of the way they will whisper in your ear that you aren't good enough. That you aren't meant to succeed. "Just give up," they will mutter, "you'll never be the best." "NO," you will reply. You will embrace suffering. You will finish that last repetition. You will claw through the agonizing pain, you will destroy the mediocre p---- in your head, you will break boundaries. You will rise above the rest. You will realize your potential You, anon, are no average man. Now go do what you were destined to do. End of f------ story

File: 131843550png-138 KB, 540x737 Untitled png 10/2B 11 Fri)9-12:30 No 360789900 Hello /b, I am throwing away my anonymity in front of you as I share you my story. My real name is Brandon and I come to you tonight to tel you a tale about THAT Yes we all know her..bitchy, thinks sha's too good for you, and just has that atttude no one can stand. But I knew that giri long before she even became popular her Ive known this girl since I was 3 years old. Her mom and my mom were naighbors so we would go over to each other's houses practically avery day. Me and Clare would literally do everything together Every Friday we would sneak out to the woods behind our houses and play around n the creek unti the sun started to set We would both then hold hands while we waked back to our homes. Brandon 10/28/11(Fr)19 13:26 No 360790013 One day in fall it was raining and my mother told us not to go to the creek as it had swelled. Clare didn't really feel like going but I headed out to the creek anyway and she eventually followed Sure enough the creek had swelled to well over 3 times its normal size. I got to the very edge and soon the mud beneath me collapsed and I fell in. The current was strong and soon carried me down the creek I desperately tried to grab onto anything I could I managed to grab onto a rope that was tied to a tree nearby I could see Clare running towards me waving her arms and screaming my name Alll recall is hudding agsinst her for warmth on a ple of leaves and waking up in a hospital bed with a picture next to me of the I dont remember much of any cther details after that besides being deathly ataid of large amounes of water since that day Brandon 1 22350790013 Around 4th grade we were separated in different classrooms and would only see cach other at lunch..but back then she would hang out with the girls and I would stay by myself watching her from a distance (I know that sounds creepy but I was young When school was aver she would wait for me and I would walk her home. When we got into junior high she would refuse to even acknowledge my existence.I wasn't one of the "cool kids and Clare She surrounded herself with the popular boys ㅫond the school. 어 course we were only around 11 back then and the relationships didn't last long Throughout my entre stay in Junior High I was asked out by about 12 diferent girls but I always turned them down.. Brandon 10/28/11(Fr)19 15:24 No 350790277 360790133 When High School hit it was even worse than Junior High. She soon began mocking me in front of our peers he the center of ention by was the uncool kid and she sed me to gar her fame it worked. I tried my hardest to avoid being around her as every time I came in contact with he she would make calling me names and ridicuing me around large groups of peaple Now that I think about it I had less than 4 tiends throughout High School thanks to her Even though she constantly made my ife hell I would be in spirals of nostalgia when I watched her trom a distance To this day I would give up everything just to ba a kid again so I could spend ona day with her Brandon 10/28/111Fri)19.16.23 No.360790405 Around Junior year a boy mamed Garmet asked Clare to prom. His mom worked for the school so she was able to pul some strings and allow him to use the intercom for his proposal She was Clare was in my math class and I could hear her bragging about it to her friends. She caught me staring at her from across the room and gave me a glare that I will never forget. .anyway about a week before prom I hear I knock at my door and its none othar than Clare. She's bawwwing at my front door because she found out Ganet made out with another girl or some s--- Brandon 10/28/110Fri)19.17.17 No.360790524 22 30790405 Being the pushover l am 1 lat her in and console her Ⅰ lead her upto my room and hold her in my arms I ddnt even want to take advantage of her and sleep wth her Just being this close to her and thinking about our childhoods was enough for me. By the time she was fnished bawwwing I told her I would take her to prom if she wanted. She immedistely gave me We got in my car, drove to our oid houses, and walked to the creek we used to hang out at. I was surounded by a bianket of comfort as a laid next to her...soon I was overwhelmed by it and Sell asleep By the time I woke up she was aready gone...Il figuned she had to go somewhere Brandon 10/28 111F19 18 09 No.360790635 A week passed and it was finally prom I had paid 150 bucks for my ticket since I ddn't buy it until they raised the price to its maximum.I rented a suit, bought a dozen roses, put on some of my dad's expensive Cologne.. I looked like a mlion bucks. I drove over to care s house and ㎞ocked on the door She answered with a 5mile on her face and I was absolute speechless at how She gave me a wink as she grabbed my hand and led me to the backyard. From the sliding glass door I could see some of her friends waking. I figured that we were going to take post prom pictures of each other like couples usualy do. When I finally reached the backyard l immediately spotted Gamet and I knew something was up Brandon 10/28 111Fri)19 18 55 No.360790724 Clare, knawing I was still afraid of water, pushed me into her pool and just watched as I hysterically tried to grab on to something and gasp for air As I was frantically splashing around I could hear them all laughing at me t was only until I was about to drown did one of her triends halt-heartily grab me out of the pool and tall me to laave bafore things got worse l walked out the side gate with my head down and my clothes dripping wet. I got the f--- out of there and sat at a park for a few hours so my mom would at least think I went to prom Evan night now I would not be able to bring up the courage to tell her how coldly my childhood friand treated me all those years Amyway when I returned to school pretty much everyone knew what happened at no one would even sit by me at the lunch table Brandon 10/28/11(Fni)19:19:53 No 360790876 360790635 Throughout the rest of High School pretty much minded my own business.I dated a few girls but the relationships never lasted long All of them said I seemed dstracted by something else. I didn'1 see much of Clare through the last days if High School and Snaily we graduated. I remember watching closely as she walked acress the stage and desperately trying to make eye contact with her but failing I stood in the parking lot watching everybody else cheering and hugging each other knowing that was somathing I would naver be part of I spotted Clare walking with her friends at the far side of the parking lot and just couldn't stand anymore I ran as fast as I could. I finally reached her just before she got in the car and asked har if she wanted to come home with me and just watch a movie with me She immedistely laughed in my face slong with her friends and drove of.I was crushed Brandon 10/28/11F司192055 No 360790997 One of the fow friends I had talked me into going to a party with him. I didn't feel being ㅫound other people but felt like a few dmis would cheer me up. Of course whenI got there no one realy knew who I was and basides seeing a few tamilar faces I didn't know them ether About 40 minutes passed when Clare walks through the door and pretends I'm not there for obvious reasons. I mind my own business and she minds hers Maybe it was the alcohol but for some reason I decided to stay at the paty Things started gat moving and people were realy enjaying themselves Brandon 10/28/11(Fri)19 2226 No.360791219 l took a walk outside for some fresh air and a cigaratte I have no idea the exact amount of time I was gone but Im guessing it was somewhane in between 10-15 minutes When I returmed immediately heard cheering before I even entered the door. My first thought was that a fight had braken out and that I should leave before the cops show up...curiosity got the best of me. I made my way through the crowd only to see it was Clare She was heavly intaxicated and was blowing 3 dfferent guys in front of everyone. A 4th guy was fingaring her as I falt warm tears roling down my cheeks At that moment I didnt give a tuck about if any of my F----- peers saw me crying l could no longer bear to watch Brandon 10/28/11「司1923 53 No.360791416 My white knight kicked in and I pushed all 4 guys aside I picked her up in my arms but soon heand her screeching loudly in my ear Clare was flailing her ams all about and slapping me in the tace One of the guys she was blowing grabbed her from me and punched me in the face. I was soon being beaten by al 4 of them. t took some of the other kids from the party to finally pull them off of me lcouldn't see because of all the blood sumounding my ayelds but I could hear Clare screaming something. At first i didn't ragister what she was saying but Iinally made out the words. F------ KILL HIM! KILL THAT DISGUSTING SMALL DICKED PECE OF S---. Iwill never forget those words. I fek someone splash ice-cold beer at my face and to this day I have no doubt in my l felt some people drag me by my feet and toss me out onto the sidewalk in the tront of the house. I was too tired from the akcohol and from being beaten to get up and walk home slept there and when I woke everyone was gone. Those events took place over a year ago and that was the last time I saw her unti I decided to make a facebook account 3 weeks ago (pic obviously related) Brandon 10/28/11(Fri)19 24.50 No.360791532 So /bi I don't care you cal me a F----- or if you think this is just a trol. Tonight I've decided to kill myself. I don't axpect sympathy and don t try to talk me out of t because it's not going to work Just give me one last thread to enjoy and whe this thread 404 I'm going to go through with 1 se any of you are wondering rm using the hel m exk bag method that gets posted on here every You guys ware Iterally the closest things I ever had to friends Clare Ihave no clue why you have treated me so horrbly for so lang seemingly without reason I have never done anything but shom you you hahe what and cant stand to see something that belongs to your former self. Eva after allts even after all the ndode you have put me trough I deeply ashaned to acrst 1 tll have feeling for you ati think?i think ur a lonely lrde bith nd have been stop tryna be sum fukin hera nd move on Maybe youhe right... After al this tine 1 realue you sat cant dhange a memories. I am leiing tonight so this is goodbye Clare. The only ressorn lmessaged you謐because I don't gie a s--- about anyone eise rdjst Brandon when will u get it thuur headI dont gve afk about u? just bouz me were good friends way back when doesnit mean in Just gonna realy hinki gve a shitifi never see u againi I never sald S Oving. As to why I keep trying to get through to iss all those tines we ere kidor maybe it because m t grateful that you saved y e. I hope you don't ever regret anything that has happened betweens t can't helo but think it mould have been a beautfil Ie honesty wsh i just let u drown in that fukin areek u c--- anyway thase Smes r aver nd u can stop emailing me

File: 131843550png-138 KB, 540x737 Untitled png 10/2B 11 Fri)9-12:30 No 360789900 Hello /b, I am throwing away my anonymity in front of you as I share you my story. My real name is Brandon and I come to you tonight to tel you a tale about THAT Yes we all know her..bitchy, thinks sha's too good for you, and just has that atttude no one can stand. But I knew that giri long before she even became popular her Ive known this girl since I was 3 years old. Her mom and my mom were naighbors so we would go over to each other's houses practically avery day. Me and Clare would literally do everything together Every Friday we would sneak out to the woods behind our houses and play around n the creek unti the sun started to set We would both then hold hands while we waked back to our homes. Brandon 10/28/11(Fr)19 13:26 No 360790013 One day in fall it was raining and my mother told us not to go to the creek as it had swelled. Clare didn't really feel like going but I headed out to the creek anyway and she eventually followed Sure enough the creek had swelled to well over 3 times its normal size. I got to the very edge and soon the mud beneath me collapsed and I fell in. The current was strong and soon carried me down the creek I desperately tried to grab onto anything I could I managed to grab onto a rope that was tied to a tree nearby I could see Clare running towards me waving her arms and screaming my name Alll recall is hudding agsinst her for warmth on a ple of leaves and waking up in a hospital bed with a picture next to me of the I dont remember much of any cther details after that besides being deathly ataid of large amounes of water since that day Brandon 1 22350790013 Around 4th grade we were separated in different classrooms and would only see cach other at lunch..but back then she would hang out with the girls and I would stay by myself watching her from a distance (I know that sounds creepy but I was young When school was aver she would wait for me and I would walk her home. When we got into junior high she would refuse to even acknowledge my existence.I wasn't one of the "cool kids and Clare She surrounded herself with the popular boys ㅫond the school. 어 course we were only around 11 back then and the relationships didn't last long Throughout my entre stay in Junior High I was asked out by about 12 diferent girls but I always turned them down.. Brandon 10/28/11(Fr)19 15:24 No 350790277 360790133 When High School hit it was even worse than Junior High. She soon began mocking me in front of our peers he the center of ention by was the uncool kid and she sed me to gar her fame it worked. I tried my hardest to avoid being around her as every time I came in contact with he she would make calling me names and ridicuing me around large groups of peaple Now that I think about it I had less than 4 tiends throughout High School thanks to her Even though she constantly made my ife hell I would be in spirals of nostalgia when I watched her trom a distance To this day I would give up everything just to ba a kid again so I could spend ona day with her Brandon 10/28/111Fri)19.16.23 No.360790405 Around Junior year a boy mamed Garmet asked Clare to prom. His mom worked for the school so she was able to pul some strings and allow him to use the intercom for his proposal She was Clare was in my math class and I could hear her bragging about it to her friends. She caught me staring at her from across the room and gave me a glare that I will never forget. .anyway about a week before prom I hear I knock at my door and its none othar than Clare. She's bawwwing at my front door because she found out Ganet made out with another girl or some s--- Brandon 10/28/110Fri)19.17.17 No.360790524 22 30790405 Being the pushover l am 1 lat her in and console her Ⅰ lead her upto my room and hold her in my arms I ddnt even want to take advantage of her and sleep wth her Just being this close to her and thinking about our childhoods was enough for me. By the time she was fnished bawwwing I told her I would take her to prom if she wanted. She immedistely gave me We got in my car, drove to our oid houses, and walked to the creek we used to hang out at. I was surounded by a bianket of comfort as a laid next to her...soon I was overwhelmed by it and Sell asleep By the time I woke up she was aready gone...Il figuned she had to go somewhere Brandon 10/28 111F19 18 09 No.360790635 A week passed and it was finally prom I had paid 150 bucks for my ticket since I ddn't buy it until they raised the price to its maximum.I rented a suit, bought a dozen roses, put on some of my dad's expensive Cologne.. I looked like a mlion bucks. I drove over to care s house and ㎞ocked on the door She answered with a 5mile on her face and I was absolute speechless at how She gave me a wink as she grabbed my hand and led me to the backyard. From the sliding glass door I could see some of her friends waking. I figured that we were going to take post prom pictures of each other like couples usualy do. When I finally reached the backyard l immediately spotted Gamet and I knew something was up Brandon 10/28 111Fri)19 18 55 No.360790724 Clare, knawing I was still afraid of water, pushed me into her pool and just watched as I hysterically tried to grab on to something and gasp for air As I was frantically splashing around I could hear them all laughing at me t was only until I was about to drown did one of her triends halt-heartily grab me out of the pool and tall me to laave bafore things got worse l walked out the side gate with my head down and my clothes dripping wet. I got the f--- out of there and sat at a park for a few hours so my mom would at least think I went to prom Evan night now I would not be able to bring up the courage to tell her how coldly my childhood friand treated me all those years Amyway when I returned to school pretty much everyone knew what happened at no one would even sit by me at the lunch table Brandon 10/28/11(Fni)19:19:53 No 360790876 360790635 Throughout the rest of High School pretty much minded my own business.I dated a few girls but the relationships never lasted long All of them said I seemed dstracted by something else. I didn'1 see much of Clare through the last days if High School and Snaily we graduated. I remember watching closely as she walked acress the stage and desperately trying to make eye contact with her but failing I stood in the parking lot watching everybody else cheering and hugging each other knowing that was somathing I would naver be part of I spotted Clare walking with her friends at the far side of the parking lot and just couldn't stand anymore I ran as fast as I could. I finally reached her just before she got in the car and asked har if she wanted to come home with me and just watch a movie with me She immedistely laughed in my face slong with her friends and drove of.I was crushed Brandon 10/28/11F司192055 No 360790997 One of the fow friends I had talked me into going to a party with him. I didn't feel being ㅫound other people but felt like a few dmis would cheer me up. Of course whenI got there no one realy knew who I was and basides seeing a few tamilar faces I didn't know them ether About 40 minutes passed when Clare walks through the door and pretends I'm not there for obvious reasons. I mind my own business and she minds hers Maybe it was the alcohol but for some reason I decided to stay at the paty Things started gat moving and people were realy enjaying themselves Brandon 10/28/11(Fri)19 2226 No.360791219 l took a walk outside for some fresh air and a cigaratte I have no idea the exact amount of time I was gone but Im guessing it was somewhane in between 10-15 minutes When I returmed immediately heard cheering before I even entered the door. My first thought was that a fight had braken out and that I should leave before the cops show up...curiosity got the best of me. I made my way through the crowd only to see it was Clare She was heavly intaxicated and was blowing 3 dfferent guys in front of everyone. A 4th guy was fingaring her as I falt warm tears roling down my cheeks At that moment I didnt give a tuck about if any of my F----- peers saw me crying l could no longer bear to watch Brandon 10/28/11「司1923 53 No.360791416 My white knight kicked in and I pushed all 4 guys aside I picked her up in my arms but soon heand her screeching loudly in my ear Clare was flailing her ams all about and slapping me in the tace One of the guys she was blowing grabbed her from me and punched me in the face. I was soon being beaten by al 4 of them. t took some of the other kids from the party to finally pull them off of me lcouldn't see because of all the blood sumounding my ayelds but I could hear Clare screaming something. At first i didn't ragister what she was saying but Iinally made out the words. F------ KILL HIM! KILL THAT DISGUSTING SMALL DICKED PECE OF S---. Iwill never forget those words. I fek someone splash ice-cold beer at my face and to this day I have no doubt in my l felt some people drag me by my feet and toss me out onto the sidewalk in the tront of the house. I was too tired from the akcohol and from being beaten to get up and walk home slept there and when I woke everyone was gone. Those events took place over a year ago and that was the last time I saw her unti I decided to make a facebook account 3 weeks ago (pic obviously related) Brandon 10/28/11(Fri)19 24.50 No.360791532 So /bi I don't care you cal me a F----- or if you think this is just a trol. Tonight I've decided to kill myself. I don't axpect sympathy and don t try to talk me out of t because it's not going to work Just give me one last thread to enjoy and whe this thread 404 I'm going to go through with 1 se any of you are wondering rm using the hel m exk bag method that gets posted on here every You guys ware Iterally the closest things I ever had to friends Clare Ihave no clue why you have treated me so horrbly for so lang seemingly without reason I have never done anything but shom you you hahe what and cant stand to see something that belongs to your former self. Eva after allts even after all the ndode you have put me trough I deeply ashaned to acrst 1 tll have feeling for you ati think?i think ur a lonely lrde bith nd have been stop tryna be sum fukin hera nd move on Maybe youhe right... After al this tine 1 realue you sat cant dhange a memories. I am leiing tonight so this is goodbye Clare. The only ressorn lmessaged you謐because I don't gie a s--- about anyone eise rdjst Brandon when will u get it thuur headI dont gve afk about u? just bouz me were good friends way back when doesnit mean in Just gonna realy hinki gve a shitifi never see u againi I never sald S Oving. As to why I keep trying to get through to iss all those tines we ere kidor maybe it because m t grateful that you saved y e. I hope you don't ever regret anything that has happened betweens t can't helo but think it mould have been a beautfil Ie honesty wsh i just let u drown in that fukin areek u c--- anyway thase Smes r aver nd u can stop emailing me

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□ Anonymous 11/09/09(Mon)04:15 No 41900198 I was six when Goldeneye came out for the 64. My dad would alvways convince my bwin sister to come play it with us, and she loved it despite not liking video games. Because we were young, dad insisted we play with paintball mode on. We played for hours and hours When we were 8, mum and dad divorced. Every time we visited Dad, we played some Goldeneye One day, November 15, when we were 9, we were leaving. Dad stopped us, and handed me Goldeneye. "I love you very much, kids. " He said to Tamsin and I. "Don't you ever forget that. I will always love you." The next time I saw him was 2 days later, in an intensive care unit, after he'd hanged himself and been cut down. They turned off the life support the next day Tamsin and I made a point of finding ways to honour his memory every year, but it somehow was never good enough I normally never show emotion about it - hell, Tamsin and I joke about it a lot. But I remember, last November 18th, I woke up early, and went and hugged my sleeping sister. "I miss him", I whispered, and we both cried for hours. Then, we got up, and I went to my room. I dug around in some boxes, and blew the dust off my 64, and Goldeneye. We sat on our couch, and played together, with a non moving third player in the bottom left screen. Paintball mode on I love you, dad.

□ Anonymous 11/09/09(Mon)04:15 No 41900198 I was six when Goldeneye came out for the 64. My dad would alvways convince my bwin sister to come play it with us, and she loved it despite not liking video games. Because we were young, dad insisted we play with paintball mode on. We played for hours and hours When we were 8, mum and dad divorced. Every time we visited Dad, we played some Goldeneye One day, November 15, when we were 9, we were leaving. Dad stopped us, and handed me Goldeneye. "I love you very much, kids. " He said to Tamsin and I. "Don't you ever forget that. I will always love you." The next time I saw him was 2 days later, in an intensive care unit, after he'd hanged himself and been cut down. They turned off the life support the next day Tamsin and I made a point of finding ways to honour his memory every year, but it somehow was never good enough I normally never show emotion about it - hell, Tamsin and I joke about it a lot. But I remember, last November 18th, I woke up early, and went and hugged my sleeping sister. "I miss him", I whispered, and we both cried for hours. Then, we got up, and I went to my room. I dug around in some boxes, and blew the dust off my 64, and Goldeneye. We sat on our couch, and played together, with a non moving third player in the bottom left screen. Paintball mode on I love you, dad.

File :1238373830. ipg-(151 KB, 691x600, 229445.jpg) E Anonymous 03/29/09(Sun)20:43:50 No.127476369 how do you know when you love someone? Anonymous 03/29/09(Sun)20:45:06 No. 127476629 when it's over Anonymous 03/29/09(Sun)20:46:07 No.127476836 127476629 deep. too deep Anonymous 03/29/09 (Sun)20:46:12 No.127476845 127476629 MY HEART... It's broken... :_

File :1238373830. ipg-(151 KB, 691x600, 229445.jpg) E Anonymous 03/29/09(Sun)20:43:50 No.127476369 how do you know when you love someone? Anonymous 03/29/09(Sun)20:45:06 No. 127476629 when it's over Anonymous 03/29/09(Sun)20:46:07 No.127476836 127476629 deep. too deep Anonymous 03/29/09 (Sun)20:46:12 No.127476845 127476629 MY HEART... It's broken... :_

nonymous 03/29/10(Mon)20:34:17 No.211454XXX >211442042 you honestly know wy Tm here? because it helps me remember, helps me heal. you can say we are all under age f------ but Im 28. you want to know why I'm here? because the love of my life introduced me to /b/ almost 4 years ago. helped us get close actually Then 3 years ago i finally "Maned up" and told her that i loved her. she wasn't to sure about it not killing our relationship so she said she needed time to think. Then i get a text 4 days later TI be over in a sec, I have a surprize for you" I was cleaning my house up when i got the call. the call i will have stuck in my head for the rest of my life hello?" (sounding muffled) "Andy. wanted to tell you i love you" (something in the backround) Maddie? whats going on?" "Just.. remember i love you, please.. I'm sorry... the phone went silent. i called her baclk and got no answer i got another call 2 days later... i hade tried everything to get ahold of her. she had been hit by a drunk driver on the way to my house. the sound in the backround of the call was hinm slamming the dorr and driving away, leaving her there.. .she passed out while talking to me but was alive for another hour before the internal bleeding killed her. It kills me inside everything I think, instead of calling 911 to save her life, and risk me thinking she bailed, she called me to tell me she loved me.. the last words she ever said were i love you.. so i come to /b/ BAAWW threads to remember, the good times and the bad, to remember her, even tough she was ripped from me 3 MAddie R.IP3 BAW THREADS It isn't about crying or being weak. Its about having a f------ heart.

nonymous 03/29/10(Mon)20:34:17 No.211454XXX >211442042 you honestly know wy Tm here? because it helps me remember, helps me heal. you can say we are all under age f------ but Im 28. you want to know why I'm here? because the love of my life introduced me to /b/ almost 4 years ago. helped us get close actually Then 3 years ago i finally "Maned up" and told her that i loved her. she wasn't to sure about it not killing our relationship so she said she needed time to think. Then i get a text 4 days later TI be over in a sec, I have a surprize for you" I was cleaning my house up when i got the call. the call i will have stuck in my head for the rest of my life hello?" (sounding muffled) "Andy. wanted to tell you i love you" (something in the backround) Maddie? whats going on?" "Just.. remember i love you, please.. I'm sorry... the phone went silent. i called her baclk and got no answer i got another call 2 days later... i hade tried everything to get ahold of her. she had been hit by a drunk driver on the way to my house. the sound in the backround of the call was hinm slamming the dorr and driving away, leaving her there.. .she passed out while talking to me but was alive for another hour before the internal bleeding killed her. It kills me inside everything I think, instead of calling 911 to save her life, and risk me thinking she bailed, she called me to tell me she loved me.. the last words she ever said were i love you.. so i come to /b/ BAAWW threads to remember, the good times and the bad, to remember her, even tough she was ripped from me 3 MAddie R.IP3 BAW THREADS It isn't about crying or being weak. Its about having a f------ heart.

「Anonymous 01/02/10(Sat)16:36:12 No.18549662300 File1262468172.jpg-74 KB, 608x527) MANLY TEARS THEY HAVE BEEN SHED In a baw thread, we cry. We cry not to prolong our sadness, but to purify our souls. If the wounds of an open heart are seared shut with cynicism, hatred, envy and rage, then that heart is only ever again capable of expressing those destructive feelings Yet if those wounds are instead cleansed by open and honest tears, then it may truly heal. We cry simply for the hope that we can again know joy In baw threads, we hold our tears up for our /b/rothers to see, and surrounded by each other's tears like twinkling stars in the night sky, we know that we have all been lied to, that we have all been hurt. For this reason, we know we are not truly alone, and in this a healing may begin.

「Anonymous 01/02/10(Sat)16:36:12 No.18549662300 File1262468172.jpg-74 KB, 608x527) MANLY TEARS THEY HAVE BEEN SHED In a baw thread, we cry. We cry not to prolong our sadness, but to purify our souls. If the wounds of an open heart are seared shut with cynicism, hatred, envy and rage, then that heart is only ever again capable of expressing those destructive feelings Yet if those wounds are instead cleansed by open and honest tears, then it may truly heal. We cry simply for the hope that we can again know joy In baw threads, we hold our tears up for our /b/rothers to see, and surrounded by each other's tears like twinkling stars in the night sky, we know that we have all been lied to, that we have all been hurt. For this reason, we know we are not truly alone, and in this a healing may begin.

File 1225051657 ipg-(79 KB, 440x330, sad vader.jpg) 「Anonymous 10/26/08(Sun)16:07 No.21898007 vidya Manly Tears thread. When I was young, I had a best friend. We would hang out all the time, and every time we saw each other at school, we'd talk about video games a lot. We both had our specialties; I was a Puzzle/Adventure-kid, Legend Of Zelda games wept in terror as I played, I was just too smart. My friend was the trigger happy Shooter guy. It was like he had a mechanical sharpshooting eye that replaced his REAL eye. I don't care if that sounds nerdy, I always thought it was true. Half Life came out, and when we were tipped off that it was a Puzzle-Shooter genre, we vowed to help each other finish the game. We did, and we had such a blast, we promised we would try to find a game like this every year. Time passed, we found one every year or so. We turned 20, and he left to join the army. He would write to me. Then it was the year that Half-Life 2 came out. wrote back, saying that we were going to play it when he got back. A month passed, he didnt write back yet. I waited more, 2 more months, until I got a letter. Then, my mother told me that my best friend's mother was visited by people of the Army. I couldn't believe it, and decided to phone her directly about what happened. She told me he died. I looked at my copy of Half-Life 2, unopened, waiting for my friend. I said what I thought was appropriate; "I am sorry for your loss... He was my best friend, and I dont think anyone can replace him. She simply sobbed at the other end, and I slowly hung up.I turned to the dusty Half-ife 2 box, opened it up, stuck it in our Xbox, and I beat it. Alone, and when I did, I put it above my TV,right next to the photo of me and him together, 6 years ago with Half-Life I wept.

File 1225051657 ipg-(79 KB, 440x330, sad vader.jpg) 「Anonymous 10/26/08(Sun)16:07 No.21898007 vidya Manly Tears thread. When I was young, I had a best friend. We would hang out all the time, and every time we saw each other at school, we'd talk about video games a lot. We both had our specialties; I was a Puzzle/Adventure-kid, Legend Of Zelda games wept in terror as I played, I was just too smart. My friend was the trigger happy Shooter guy. It was like he had a mechanical sharpshooting eye that replaced his REAL eye. I don't care if that sounds nerdy, I always thought it was true. Half Life came out, and when we were tipped off that it was a Puzzle-Shooter genre, we vowed to help each other finish the game. We did, and we had such a blast, we promised we would try to find a game like this every year. Time passed, we found one every year or so. We turned 20, and he left to join the army. He would write to me. Then it was the year that Half-Life 2 came out. wrote back, saying that we were going to play it when he got back. A month passed, he didnt write back yet. I waited more, 2 more months, until I got a letter. Then, my mother told me that my best friend's mother was visited by people of the Army. I couldn't believe it, and decided to phone her directly about what happened. She told me he died. I looked at my copy of Half-Life 2, unopened, waiting for my friend. I said what I thought was appropriate; "I am sorry for your loss... He was my best friend, and I dont think anyone can replace him. She simply sobbed at the other end, and I slowly hung up.I turned to the dusty Half-ife 2 box, opened it up, stuck it in our Xbox, and I beat it. Alone, and when I did, I put it above my TV,right next to the photo of me and him together, 6 years ago with Half-Life I wept.

□ Anonymous 08/23/08(Sat)16:28:16 No.81756901 2>81756846 When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child, and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend Whenever I was "bad," you'd shake your finger at me and ask "How could you?" but then you'd relent and roll me over for a belly rub My housebreaking took a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together. I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed and listening to your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be any more perfect We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream ( only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs" you said), and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career, and more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in love □ Anonymous 08/23/08(Sat)16:29:05 No.81756987 2> She, now your wife, is not a "dog person" still I welcomed her into our home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her. I was happy because you were happy Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too. Only she and you worried that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate. Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a prisoner of love." As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears, and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything about them and their touch - because your touch was now so infrequent- and I would've defended them with my life if need be. I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway There had been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me. These past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject. I had gone from being "your dog" to just a dog, and you resented every expenditure on my behalf □ Anonymous 08/23/08(Sat)16:29:52 No.81757073 S> Now, you have a new career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving to an apartment that do ot allow pets. Youve made the right decision for " but ther and catS, of fear, of hopelessneSS. You illed out the paperwork and sa now you will find a good home ↑or her." They shrugged and gave you a pained look. They understand the realities facing a middle ed dog, even one with "papers." and what lessons you had just taught him about You had to pry your son's fingers loose from my collar as he screamed, "No, Daddy! Please dont let them take my dog!" And I worried for him friendship and loyalty, about ponsibility, and about respect for all life You gave me a good-bye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you. You had a deadline to meet and now l have one, too. After you left, the over 9000 nice ladies said you probably knew about your od home. They shook their heads and asked "How could you? □ Anonymous 08/23/08(Sat)16:30:24 No.81757130 P> The llow. The ost my appetite days ago urse ed to the front, hoping it u that you had changed y all a bad dre At first, whenever cared, anyone who might save wOu me me When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of ha s to their own fate, I retreated to a far cor nd waited. I heard her footste ca She placed me on the table and rubbed my ears, and told me not to worry. My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her, and I know that, the same way I knew your every mood □ Anonymous 08/23/08(Sat)16:30:57 No.81757192 P> She gently n down her cheek. I licked her hand in the mu Ow Ma

□ Anonymous 08/23/08(Sat)16:28:16 No.81756901 2>81756846 When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child, and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend Whenever I was "bad," you'd shake your finger at me and ask "How could you?" but then you'd relent and roll me over for a belly rub My housebreaking took a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together. I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed and listening to your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be any more perfect We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream ( only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs" you said), and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career, and more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in love □ Anonymous 08/23/08(Sat)16:29:05 No.81756987 2> She, now your wife, is not a "dog person" still I welcomed her into our home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her. I was happy because you were happy Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too. Only she and you worried that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate. Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a prisoner of love." As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears, and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything about them and their touch - because your touch was now so infrequent- and I would've defended them with my life if need be. I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway There had been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me. These past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject. I had gone from being "your dog" to just a dog, and you resented every expenditure on my behalf □ Anonymous 08/23/08(Sat)16:29:52 No.81757073 S> Now, you have a new career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving to an apartment that do ot allow pets. Youve made the right decision for " but ther and catS, of fear, of hopelessneSS. You illed out the paperwork and sa now you will find a good home ↑or her." They shrugged and gave you a pained look. They understand the realities facing a middle ed dog, even one with "papers." and what lessons you had just taught him about You had to pry your son's fingers loose from my collar as he screamed, "No, Daddy! Please dont let them take my dog!" And I worried for him friendship and loyalty, about ponsibility, and about respect for all life You gave me a good-bye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you. You had a deadline to meet and now l have one, too. After you left, the over 9000 nice ladies said you probably knew about your od home. They shook their heads and asked "How could you? □ Anonymous 08/23/08(Sat)16:30:24 No.81757130 P> The llow. The ost my appetite days ago urse ed to the front, hoping it u that you had changed y all a bad dre At first, whenever cared, anyone who might save wOu me me When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of ha s to their own fate, I retreated to a far cor nd waited. I heard her footste ca She placed me on the table and rubbed my ears, and told me not to worry. My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her, and I know that, the same way I knew your every mood □ Anonymous 08/23/08(Sat)16:30:57 No.81757192 P> She gently n down her cheek. I licked her hand in the mu Ow Ma

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Everyone in the apartment t complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat. Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and shall we say e. The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly. To start with, he had only one eye, and where the other should have been was a gaping hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot has appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an angle, making him look like he was always turning the His tail has long since been lost, leaving only the smallest stub, which he would constantly jerk and tw Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby striped-type, except for the sores covering his head, neck, even his shoulders with thick, yell scabs. Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. "That's one UGLY cat!!" All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their mes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave. Ugly always had the same reaction. If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you things at him, he would curl his lanky body around feet in forgiveness. Whenever he spied children, he would come win frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love. If you ever picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find. One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbors huskies. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. From my apartment I d hear his screams, and I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent Ugly's sad life was almost at an end. Ugly lay in a wet circle, his back legs and lower back twisted grossly out of shape, a gaping tear in the white strip of fur that ran down his front. As I picked him up and tried to carry him home I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. I must be hurting him terribly I thought. Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear- Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying was trying to suckle my r. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the p hear the distinct sound of purring. Even in the greatest y hand with his hcad, then he turned his one golden cye towards me, and I could d cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps som batt on. At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beauti doying creature I had ever scen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, or even try to get away from mo, or struggle in any ay Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain. Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a lon little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly. Ugly taught me m g time afterwards, thinking about lhow one scarred ut giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and leam to love truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for Many people want to be richer, more successful, well lik ed, beautiful, but for me, I will always try to be Ugly APRIL 4, 2008 The day /b/ cried

Everyone in the apartment t complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat. Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and shall we say e. The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly. To start with, he had only one eye, and where the other should have been was a gaping hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot has appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an angle, making him look like he was always turning the His tail has long since been lost, leaving only the smallest stub, which he would constantly jerk and tw Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby striped-type, except for the sores covering his head, neck, even his shoulders with thick, yell scabs. Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. "That's one UGLY cat!!" All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their mes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave. Ugly always had the same reaction. If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you things at him, he would curl his lanky body around feet in forgiveness. Whenever he spied children, he would come win frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love. If you ever picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find. One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbors huskies. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. From my apartment I d hear his screams, and I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent Ugly's sad life was almost at an end. Ugly lay in a wet circle, his back legs and lower back twisted grossly out of shape, a gaping tear in the white strip of fur that ran down his front. As I picked him up and tried to carry him home I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. I must be hurting him terribly I thought. Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear- Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying was trying to suckle my r. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the p hear the distinct sound of purring. Even in the greatest y hand with his hcad, then he turned his one golden cye towards me, and I could d cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps som batt on. At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beauti doying creature I had ever scen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, or even try to get away from mo, or struggle in any ay Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain. Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a lon little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly. Ugly taught me m g time afterwards, thinking about lhow one scarred ut giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and leam to love truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for Many people want to be richer, more successful, well lik ed, beautiful, but for me, I will always try to be Ugly APRIL 4, 2008 The day /b/ cried

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