When I was 19 l was suicidal. I went to go lay down on the train tracks and get run over. I got bored waiting for a train so in decided to rub one out while laying on the tracks. Post nut clarity helped me get off the tracks and get the help I needed.

This is so embarrassing but I literally have a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ kink for trading like straight up medieval bartering type ♥♥♥♥ like the thought of like "a pound o' silk for a bucket o' milk" just turns me on for some reason that God Himself refuses to reveal to me. I can't even play Minecraft without getting hard as a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ battering ram whilst trading emeralds for enchanting books and ♥♥♥♥. I have this distinct memory of watching this movie when I was like 13 or 14 and it took place in like medieval Europe or something and this guy was haggling for like a hand sculpted pot or some ♥♥♥♥ and I had to leave the room to ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ masturbate I felt so weird after. I think that's where it started. I wish I had a normal kink like idk piss or something idk how I'm going to explain to my future partner that I want to roleplay as a 14th century merchant . Man.

Why are chess fans obsessed with race?

"What should I do (I'm white)" Literally shut up, nobody asked which race you are, in my eyes it's irrelevant. The fact that race influences chess so much is a symptom of inherent systemic racism in the world.

You think it’s funny to take screenshots of people’s NFTs, huh? You must be a very immature person to steal someone’s property that they PAID for. Yeah, I said it. You’re the kind of person who thinks that property theft (a seriously illegal offence) is a joke. I don’t even know why you took that screenshot, because you didn’t pay 1000 dollars for it. I did. The blockchain doesn’t lie. Even if you try to save it, it’s my property. You’re just angry that you couldn’t afford this priceless masterpiece. Even if you could, your fingers couldn’t even click fast enough to get one of the 10000 NFTs sold. You’re just mad you don’t own what I own.

So, delete that screenshot, or I swear, you’ll be hearing from my lawyers.

Gabe: What kind of music are you into, Peter?
Pete: Uh, I like all kinds of music, Gabe.
Gabe: Really? All kinds? So you like songs of hate written by the white knights of the Ku Klux Klan?
Pete: No!
Gabe: Erin, are you even hearing this?

Putting on a blindfold and getting your ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ is a perfect representation of quantum mechanics. If you're blindfolded and getting your ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥, you're in a superposition of it being simultaneously gay and not gay, since you don't know if it's a guy sucking your ♥♥♥♥ or a girl. Therefore it would be logical to assume that both cases are true, and that the quantum system (you getting sucked off) is in multiple states (gay and not gay) at once: the very definition of a superposition. The moment you remove the blindfold, this system collapses, as you are making a measurement as to whether or not a guy or a girl is sucking you off; whether or not it's gay. This irreversibly destroys the superposition, as even if you put the blindfold back on, the uncertainty is no longer present.