I’m sorry, we don’t do yiffs here.

I managed to piss off a kitten and yikes, even they are scary.

That is good I suppose. But not in this country.

I was forced to use my mother’s vanilla smelling Shampoo. I smelled like a woman at work.

Man I love you! (Platonically, of course).

Do I need to post my diagnosis?

Plus if you get dementia. But there would have to be always a trace, right?

Priceless. I can drink a certain hard drink casually…Thank you for giving me ideas

Not saying I’d rather be dead (oftentimes I would), but there’s some things money, time, and success can’t fix. Like for example: if you fuck a goat, you are a goat fucker for life.

Ok. All that just to tell you I’m 29, and get asked occasionally what grade I’m in. I’d know. I can already see all the anti-aging interventions, but I feel like I missed out on something permanently. Like nothing can make up for that fact.

And that is why I’m going to compensate by being a glorious warrior. I have nothing else left.

Let’s just say that even if you where immortal, there is still the issue of your “soul” aging. In other words, you know you are old, and you won’t enjoy playing Pokemon Platinum in the same way.

Society will also increasingy isolate you in various ways.

My co-worker running ahead of me at 40, looking like the happest person there:

A certain CEO took over and clamped down. Before she quit, she changed Reddit, making it never the same.

I’m hot and dumb

HE GOT CATFISHED!! It’s not about fat.

This place has become worse than Reddit.

It’s a he

Well, I know about hygiene about various diseases, and even how to treat them. I’m also running for my life to the nearest forest, as I don’t have any way to prove I’m not a Vagabound or invader, and I can’t communicate.

There’s no choice but to try to hide deep inside a forest, and try to find a river or lake. I would eventually be forced to drink dirty, risking parasites, unless I get lucky enough to find what I need to purify it.

As soon as that is taken care of, I would focus on covering up my tracks, digging some sort of shelter to hide from medieval people, my next step would be to ensure a food source like fishing, or finding plants I recognize as edible, which might be where I mess up and die (A lot of plants look similar to poisonous ones, mushrooms too).

Next step would be making bog iron, finding copper, and so on, to make life easier at first, but then to defend myself against being discovered.

Cool

Why are they your past gf’s then?