ChapterZero
Help Support Loneliness, Depression & Relationship Forum:
Hi, I'm a writer so this could get lengthy.
My hobbies are drafting, gaming, and playing music. Most importantly, I like to talk.
When I'm happy I tend to chat peoples' heads off, and I love a good chatty talker.
However this isn't a trait I share with many people, and I've ended up in a lonely spot full of discriminate horny frustrated sheep called the internet.
I got into my dad's computer at a young age and found that not only do I love games, but I'm not bad at figuring out how things work.
I dropped my legos and found the amazing world wide web, only to lose interest and go back to selling cookies.
School was hard, being the bony freckly runt with no interest in making friends, so I found my vices among the chaos.
Besides smoking, I found that music, math, and drama were the only things that kept me sane.
It wasn't until high school that I found out I wasn't half bad at writing programs.
A geek in keyboarding taught me a basic and dumb virus that shut down the computer as soon as a user logged in, and that was enough to peak my interest.
I took up programming before I realized that I only wanted to make video games, and that doesn't happen the way I wanted it to.
So I dug my way into a few groups of low attention span kids working on ridiculously large projects which never found completion.
When I found that I was one of them, I quit and found out that I wasn't half bad at writing short stories.
It started out as a way to let out my pent up lustful steam on paper, but when I changed the names and submitted them online I got a lot of attention.
Granted the attention was of horny women looking to rub one out to my personal fantasies...
ANYWAYS
I watch Disney movies compulsively, but I enjoy pretty much anything that allows me to sit back and veg.
Recently I've been catching up on Orange is the new Black while playing Minecraft, but it's all just a ploy to make me forget I'm unemployed.
When I actually step foot outside my dungeon of a dorm, I generally take trips home to visit the nature which raised me.
I've always loved the outdoors, but it wasn't until a 420 easter egg hunt that I saw the smoke in the mirror.
I'm working on cleaning myself up now that I'm an adult, meanwhile my child side is searching for the experiences I never had as a kid.
Like good friends
I'm not fond of my company, but having two halves of a brain makes it easy to deal with.
While I love talking in person, my life revolves around a little voice which is easier to hear when I don't drown it out.
I've found that no one is boring, but it just takes a little push in a comfortable ambiance to get them to open up.
Still, people who act like there's no room to care bother me.
I mean I don't hate anyone, I only despise the actions they take and the words they say.
So, hello world.
My hobbies are drafting, gaming, and playing music. Most importantly, I like to talk.
When I'm happy I tend to chat peoples' heads off, and I love a good chatty talker.
However this isn't a trait I share with many people, and I've ended up in a lonely spot full of discriminate horny frustrated sheep called the internet.
I got into my dad's computer at a young age and found that not only do I love games, but I'm not bad at figuring out how things work.
I dropped my legos and found the amazing world wide web, only to lose interest and go back to selling cookies.
School was hard, being the bony freckly runt with no interest in making friends, so I found my vices among the chaos.
Besides smoking, I found that music, math, and drama were the only things that kept me sane.
It wasn't until high school that I found out I wasn't half bad at writing programs.
A geek in keyboarding taught me a basic and dumb virus that shut down the computer as soon as a user logged in, and that was enough to peak my interest.
I took up programming before I realized that I only wanted to make video games, and that doesn't happen the way I wanted it to.
So I dug my way into a few groups of low attention span kids working on ridiculously large projects which never found completion.
When I found that I was one of them, I quit and found out that I wasn't half bad at writing short stories.
It started out as a way to let out my pent up lustful steam on paper, but when I changed the names and submitted them online I got a lot of attention.
Granted the attention was of horny women looking to rub one out to my personal fantasies...
ANYWAYS
I watch Disney movies compulsively, but I enjoy pretty much anything that allows me to sit back and veg.
Recently I've been catching up on Orange is the new Black while playing Minecraft, but it's all just a ploy to make me forget I'm unemployed.
When I actually step foot outside my dungeon of a dorm, I generally take trips home to visit the nature which raised me.
I've always loved the outdoors, but it wasn't until a 420 easter egg hunt that I saw the smoke in the mirror.
I'm working on cleaning myself up now that I'm an adult, meanwhile my child side is searching for the experiences I never had as a kid.
Like good friends
I'm not fond of my company, but having two halves of a brain makes it easy to deal with.
While I love talking in person, my life revolves around a little voice which is easier to hear when I don't drown it out.
I've found that no one is boring, but it just takes a little push in a comfortable ambiance to get them to open up.
Still, people who act like there's no room to care bother me.
I mean I don't hate anyone, I only despise the actions they take and the words they say.
So, hello world.
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