Bloomer

Fuck all this negativity. Life is not all pain and suffering.
Let’s have a bloomer thread.
> what are your plans for this weekend?
> what are you looking forward to in the future?
I myself will go on a hike in the woods and do some reading.

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I'm probably about to catch Rona for the first time so I'm gonna at least relax and take it easy

fuck you and eat shit
please suffer horribly, you fuckfaced cunt

attending manifestation marches across downtown to increase the refugee cap in my county (we want to make it eventually unlimited) and will spectate a live lgtbmfo beat poetry jam saturday night

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This planet is an interdimesional farm to torment human souls to make the most delicious food for the astral reptiles to feed on. It is all bad here. Escape upon your death to find any real goodness.

I'm going to workout and shoot 400 rounds of ammunition on target practice
Then I'm going to study the improvised munitions handbook and try some recipes.

Nice, enjoy. Christ is king and God is good to us.

Anyone remember when being a bloomer was about actually making it in life and not being a coping normalfag?

Blessed post, have a bump. This weekend I'm going to a party and cleaning around the home.

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White pill
>The wages of sin are death
>Trannies and evil women kill themselves willingly
>Continuation of the eternal Anglo

Let them cope

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I carry pain and trauma from seeing some shit a sibling did to themselves to plan their own escape from this farm, hell, school, whatever; however, I do not think I am so far gone as to not be a good friend or partner. The traumatic event that lead to my becoming a reclusive automaton has ruined most of my interpersonal relationships, or any hope thereof. I now dream of some alternate world each night, which becomes realer and realer with each visit. I am not even sure which plane I am on anymore. My parents are completely different people than they were even a few years ago. It doesn't make any sense. I feel surrounded by cattle who tailgate one another and push past each other just to get to their next drive-thru order. It wasn't like this even 10 years ago. Some faggot in Silicon Valley or Washington DC has been doing experiments, rituals, etc. that has transformed everyone. Everyone. I miss the days when no one knew of the subjects we discuss here -- perhaps those subjects didn't even exist then. Maybe we were just in a different kind of bliss. I am homesick for a time and place that no longer exists, if it ever did in the first place.

Define making it user

I'm gonna be gamin and drinkin all weekend in the darkness of my room

And kinda like what this guy said but with some alterations

Good for you user
Kikes bigmad

Ride the dirt bike, jump the creek, dig some ruts and ride some wheelies, get filthy and not bathe. Its not fun if your not shaking when your done.

mushroom season just started so i'll be out all weekend foraging. however i hurt my knee dumpster diving yesterday so im not sure if my leg will be usable or not. i refuse to stay indoors.

bump

life is good

don't give up lads, courage faith

escape the city [step 1] if you want to survive

Friends are visiting the homestead, I'll probably get rid of the zucchini plants that ended their production and can't wait to receive the pieces I need to build an automated irrigation system I have in mind.
Taking care of a garden and eating my own food has brought me more peace and happiness than anything else.