Welcome to the feelsbar. We serve whatever you wanna drink. If you wanna pretend to drink just for the company then I won't tell anyone.
Good Night user, the feels bar is open.
Music for the night:
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Welcome to the feelsbar. We serve whatever you wanna drink. If you wanna pretend to drink just for the company then I won't tell anyone.
Good Night user, the feels bar is open.
Music for the night:
youtu.be
I don't have any "normie feels" like crying over my ex or romanticize about love. I never relate to any songs about love and breakups.
I'm on the bar, I'm on the ceiling slobbering how I'm about to be on the wall, then on the wall slobbering how I'm going to be sleepchurning, sleepwhirling, sleepswirling, sleepgrinding (my teeth), sleepchurning out fresh oc like I'm Monte Cris Kranq
Get me a Jameson, neat.
I walked 6 miles through a blizzard last weekend to order a Jameson. it was a while. forgot how much I liked it. and now I want another one.
I want to cut all the noise out of my life and just be here, but without noise and distraction I feel so alone.
You know what pisses me off? Just really makes me seething with butthurt? Nobody ever has my back. I'm 30 and not once throughout my miserable existence has a single soul given a fuck about me or had my back. Not parents, not adults, teachers, friends or strangers. When I was being bullied and treated like garbage my "friends" did nothing they didn't even just help me ignore those people. I'm not asking them to suck my dick just don't feed the ego of people who are desperate for attention and only want to fuck with others. I'm not even asking them to square up with me when shit hits the fan because I know for a fact nobody will ever care enough about me to risk their health. Oh but "I'm here for you!" "Call me if you need to talk blah blah" and when I'm ready to blow my brains out? SO LONG MOTHERFUCKER
Fuck I want a drink so bad. I just wanna die. I'd go to bat for any of them but nobody would lift a finger for me. Maybe I am retarded, a naive retard who thought people weren't garbage, who bought the propaganda hook line and sinker. Jesus such a fucking idiot. "No man is an island" okay but what am I then? A village? Can't be a village with 1 lonely fucker living in it. I can't make it on my own and I can't find anyone to help me.
it's just a song user.
Ginger ale and whiskey, no ice enjoy.
>I walked 6 miles through a blizzard last weekend to order a Jameson.
oh yeah? did you just want a drink or was it for an event you were going to?
>I want to cut all the noise out of my life and just be here, but without noise and distraction I feel so alone.
what do you mean by noise?
>Nobody ever has my back.
I don't know what to tell you friend. I guess life's a lot lonelier than we all wish it would be. Some sacrifices go unrewarded. It's up to you to decide if you still want to uphold ethical behavior with others even if they ignore, discourage or take advantage of you for it.
>I'm 30 and not once throughout my miserable existence has a single soul given a fuck about me or had my back.
that is unfortunate user. Maybe one day that'll change. I don't know that it will, but here's hoping.
>or was it for an event you were going to?
The blizzard was the event. I went out blizzing. Took some acid for the occasion. Did 9 miles total, by the time I got home I was half dead, frostbit, and felt like I got hit by a truck.
Stopped at the bar because I needed a break, was amazed they were open, and wanted a drink. couple people there were out blizzing too, they were thrilled to find out there was a word for it.
>what do you mean by noise?
you know, pointless distracting shit that just wastes my time without doing anything good for me. Just be here, experience more, attention to attention, that kind of thing.
still working out the details. but the noise is a problem and it needs to be gone.
this, feelsbar threads are always 80% normalfags whining about relationships or their careers
>I went out blizzing. Took some acid for the occasion. Did 9 miles total, by the time I got home I was half dead, frostbit, and felt like I got hit by a truck.
Well it doesn't sound fun to me, but i suppose to each their own.
>you know, pointless distracting shit that just wastes my time without doing anything good for me.Just be here, experience more, attention to attention, that kind of thing.
still working out the details.
it sounds like you're talking about add or maybe a generalized neurotic anxiety. Perhaps you'll find some evening ritual that works for you one day to help you unwind.
Much better than another femb*t or "what would you do?" thread.
I can't tell whether I'm finally figuring out who I am as a person or if I've completely lost myself.
Pour me up a Long Island. Just applied to another job. I'm doing my best to make mom not sad.
My bad on the name. I put it in for the new thread. I've never used it before, so I didn't know it saved. It won't happen again bartender.
Well, what do you want to drink?
One Long Island, coming up.
> Just applied to another job.
that's good news user. Don't take it too hard if they don't respond, but I'm hoping it works out. This job market is always rough on us guys, no matter what anyone says.
>It won't happen again bartender.
Sure pal, it's all good.
>Well it doesn't sound fun to me, but i suppose to each their own.
I can't even describe how glad I am that I did it. If I didn't, I would have regretted it for the rest of my life.
>it sounds like you're talking about add or maybe a generalized neurotic anxiety.
I'm talking about living a living death instead of life. waiting for nothing. Doing anything to distract from existence.
It's a basement life, I've been tired of it for years. Stop waiting.
I'm losing my mind to anyone who'll listen. I should go to a real bar so someone can slap the shit out of me or something.
If you have Glenfiddich, hit me up.
I've got a lot of expendable income but no future. So I'm looking for a new line of work.
>Well, what do you want to drink?
Johnnie Walker black. Three fingers.
Your whiskey sir.
>I've got a lot of expendable income but no future. So I'm looking for a new line of work.
what kind of work?
your whiskey, i hope you like it neat.
give me 2 vodka shots
im fucking fed up with this helpdesk job, i can't stand those brainless retards and demanding fuckers, my cerebral cortex is getting straightened every day
I really regret ever going to this site, idk it's become somewhat of a journal to me. But I feel I need to get out of this toxic cesspool of hatred, it's really fucking with my perspective on reality. I fear getting close to others now though because I'm afraid of who people really are since I've been going on this site, I've begin to question what people are really like. This site has really fucked me up mentally and I will escape. This is my final post here, I'm gonna start working on improving my life. I can't stand this herd mentality of sadness and despair. It's beginning to really fuck with my head.
>I can't even describe how glad I am that I did it.
well, that's good then.
>If I didn't, I would have regretted it for the rest of my life.
since blizzards happen every year, im sure the opportunity will turn up again
>I should go to a real bar so someone can slap the shit out of me or something.
i don't think anyone will slap you or tell you any tough advice at a bar anymore user. idk, maybe if you find some old salty dive, but it doesn't seem to me that most bartenders wanna talk through your troubles these days. who knows though, maybe you'll find someone.
>It's a basement life, I've been tired of it for years.
I'm sorry user. that's rough.
3 vodka shots, just as you ordered
>my cerebral cortex is getting straightened every day
those jobs are awful. I don't envy you.
it's okay pal. you're gonna be okay.
Howdy, barkeep.
Mind if I get a whiskey sour? I've had a lot on my mind lately, mostly about the future, and I need something to dull my senses. Please use some egg whites in the drink, I like the foam. You know what's funny? Everyone always says stupid things like "follow your dreams." But no one ever says that you should think about the logistics of following said dreams. Everyone always likes to assume that the work is the hardest part, that's never been true. The hardest part is dealing with the unknown of how to handle situations that haven't happened. I guess I'm just rambling, point is, education is a joke.
and i chose that job on purpose, because i had empty cv at 26 and you don't need any qualifications for that job and i didn't want to wake up after 30 and having like 4 months of experience, i wanted to learn different skills not even mentioning hobbies or gfs, but i don't have time and energy for anything, fuck that life