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ol reddit loves pizza? :marseydisgust:

					
					

There are 100's of cases like this, I know someone who was on the registry for 10 years for having s*x with a 16 year old when he was 19 who he eventually married.

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this isn't limeyland, 16 years old is too young, namaste

Two weeks before my high school graduation this one kid in our graduating class (18) got a blowjob from a 15 year old girl who went to our school. It was entirely consensual, and neither of them were under the influence of anything. the next day the girl was bragging to her friends about it and the assistant principal overheard her talking. Because she talked about it in school, it now became a school matter, and the school decided to pursue it. So next thing you know, a couple of days before we graduate, this one kid, who was your perfect example of a good guy (all A's, did charity work, participated in school activities and so forth), and had a full ride to a great university for I believe international business got hit with a child molestation charge. He subsequently lost the charge and served I believe four years in jail. Further, hes now on the s*x offenders list and cant do really anything meaningful with his life. Last I heard he works at Rite Aid or something like that as a cashier, and thats pretty much the highest he'll be able to get all because he got blown by a girl in his school and she was so happy about it that she talked about it.

darn. kinda fricked up u kid stilll be a senior in high school get top from a sophmore girl and get sent to jail or whatevrr.


anyway, another W FOR INCELS. s*x havers u might as well rope, incels already won they don't gotta sorry abiut divorce cheating or the regustry all they have to worry abiut is 4chans :marseyitsover:

:marseypizzashill: <--- s*x haver who just got owned by incel winners


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R*pe thread

Unprotected holes get r*pe

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We're reaching levels of "its so over" you didn't think possible

I used to work with a guy named Scooter, and I'd see peoples' eyes light up when they merely heard his name. He was just another pmc drone, but everyone had a subconscious positive association with him because his name is Scooter. I don't even think it was his real name. I thought about this a lot.

I noticed this happens in sports, too, which is supposed to be the ultimate meritocracy. But guys with fun names get drafted earlier, ink bigger contacts, become fan favorites, and are more likely to have better sponsorship deals.

Imagine what a huge advantage it must be for everyone you meet to automatically be in your corner by default. My kids will have names like Scooter, Huck, Bear, Cricket, Birdie, etc. If I get twins, they will be Radius and Ulna.

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Uhbuhbs. Jaijnisuns

Ijanijabsvvsbsxh

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this is my ama bread

:celebrate:

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this whole account is gold

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Sleepy Garage Raccoons
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The Church of Satan is a cringe Satanist LARPer group founded in the late '60s by Anton Lavey in California. The Order of Nine Angles is a cringe Satanist LARPer group founded in the United Kingdom. The difference is that the former group just fatly protests restriction on abortion or whatever, while the latter has committed a few dozen murders, a few church burnings and mosque bombings, and loads and loads of child molestation. Given that "Satanism" isn't a real religion, it's up for debate which one of these groups is a more legitimate interpretation

764 is a decentralized offshoot of O9A that mainly focuses on grooming children on sites like Groomercord, Telegram, and WatchPeopleDie, and then blackmailing them into self-harm and suicide. They also occasionally venture into old fashioned terrorism; both the Antioch and Abundant Life school shooters were associated with 764.

Sneed

The Church of Satan keeps coping about how since they "invented" Satanism they can define it however they want, despite their group

Here's all of their Tweets attacking this Subastack girl

And here's a thread that goes on for like a dozen posts back and forth between them and some random guy

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Yakubuan :yakub: learns about :dasrite: Malcolm X :marseyblm:

					
					
					
	

				
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I didn't want to be a christmas singer - YouTube
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Bard spotting on Bluesky 25 January 2025 :marseyrandom:

Here we spot wild Bardfinn Bluesky activities.

Be valid and ping ! bardfinn for something worthwhile or create a new thread.

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Trump Stocks E.P.A. With Oil, Gas and Chemical Lobbyists : neoliberal

					
					

https://www.propublica.org/article/david-fotouhi-donald-trump-epa-pollution

Trump's Number #2 pick to the EPA has lead a legal challenge against the ban on abestos.

The USA is completely fricked.

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What are your favourite boomer-tunes? :marseyboomer: :boomerjam:

Folk psychedelia ain't like it used to be… Reading comments from oldies wistfully reminiscing on lost love, and their verdant youth, always lifts the spirits. :boomerportrait:

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Kristi Noem confirmed as DHS secretary : neoliberal

					
					

Another unqualified dumbass.

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you ever wanted to

waste some time by posting whatever is on your mind in the hope that someone may actually take the time to read it or even reply to whatever it is you are posting because that sounds like fun

ps fill my butt with corn

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Abraham Baruch the Anti-Goy :chadjew:
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Starting the official rDrama clubhouse. Remember to bring lube and NO BIOFOIDS ALLOWED
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the weekend always goes so fast when you're an adult

friday hits, and it feels like freedom, the hard part is over! and now you can finally get back to your real life. you make a mental list: chores, friends, family, maybe even a date. you tell yourself, this weekend, I'll catch up. I'll make it count. and then, somehow, you blink, and it's 11 pm on sunday. the laundry isn't folded, the friends remain unseen, and your grocery haul was halfhearted at best. all that's left is the sinking realization that tomorrow is monday, and you're about to do it all over again.

the workweek by contrast drags on endlessly. monday through friday isn't really you it's this version of you that's carefully curated for survival. the fake you. the one who nods along in meetings, answers emails with forced enthusiasm, and pretends to care about whatever meaningless task gets thrown your way. some people you work side along. you can tell they're faking. others genuinely drink the koolaid, or in a twisted way enjoy the mental masochism of typing stupid numbers on a screen. it's exhausting, not just because the work is draining, but because the constant performance of it all chips away at your sense of self. who even is the real you when most of your time is spent playing a role? i feel stupid to even complain considering i have it very lax in my pmc job compared to anyone who has to work hard.

but it's not just the time spent working, it's the fact that work monopolizes everything else. even your free time isn't really free. friday night feels like a race to shake off the week, and by the time you even start to feel like yourself again, it's saturday afternoon. then there's this weird pressure to maximize your weekend, to make it productive or meaningful, or to just relax, because you know it's going to be over in what feels like seconds. and then sunday rolls in, this strange hybrid of anxiety and regret, and all you can think about is how much you didn't do and how quickly the next five days will swallow you whole.

i can't even enjoy vacations for this exact reason. how can you relax when you know it's all fake and soon again you'll be on that hamster wheel. always on edge thinking about how this is fleeting and unsustainable. it would be so nice to be able to wander like in the old days, just move somewhere new with all sorts of potential wacky adventures, jobs, and people to meet.

what's wild is how normalized modern job is. it's just expected that we'll trade the majority of our lives for jobs that barely sustain us, surrounded by people we didn't choose and wouldn't spend a second with outside of work. and for what? so we can cram everything that actually matters our relationships, our hobbies, our rest into a measly two days a week? it feels absurd when you really think about it. this system we've all bought into doesn't leave much room for living.

but what's the alternative? people will say, find a job you love. i highly doubt those exist. and sure, but the truth is, even jobs you love come with deadlines, stress, and the unavoidable fact that you're still selling your time. or they'll say, work for yourself, as if the hustle of being your own boss is any less relentless. it starts to feel like no matter how you arrange it, the game is rigged, you're trading your time for some bullshit that brings you no satisfaction.

and so you find yourself living for these fleeting weekends, these tiny pockets of time that are over before you've even had a chance to breathe. it's frustrating, but it's also kind of bleak when you consider how much of your life gets eaten up by this cycle. sometimes i think about all the hours i've spent staring at the clock during the week, willing it to move faster, just so i can get to the weekend. and then i wonder, what if i added all those hours together? how much of my life have i spent wishing it away? it all becomes this sick blur after a while; the older you are the faster time moves and the more things become this boring routine that you can't escape. i'd rather die.

maybe that's the cruelest part of adulthood not just that the weekend goes so fast, but that the rest of the time feels so empty and forgettable and a blur. you're left chasing something that always slips just out of reach, hoping that somehow, somewhere along the way, it'll all feel worth it. but most of the time, it doesn't. and maybe that's the point to keep you too busy, too tired, and too distracted to ask why this is the way things are.

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