Get it off your chest!

More and more people are realizing just how much of a worthless, spineless piece of shit you are. I'm still getting contacted about what happened to me and nobody thinks what you did was even remotely right. Our "neighbors" still remember what you tried to do in the past and are laughing after you tried to fuck me (and others) over for speaking the truth. All we have to do is wait for one little shabbos to come along and tip you over the edge, which shouldn't be too hard, given how quick you are to have a panic attack over a simple text, and you'll excuse yourself, one way or another. We don't even have to do anything and you'll end up sorting yourself out for everyone, and we'll all get closure. It's great.

Context: this does not involve anyone you know
Protext: this COULD be a shitpost
N00btext: Teddy is a liar
TRVTHNVKE: I am the lion, and you are the small dog.

Edit: ok this was kinda half-serious but I just realized the exact same applies to a couple other losers who blew up at me in two different communities, within the past few months
you have NPD bro, holy fuck
get well soon or don't get at all

 

My morbidly-a-beast coworker has the chutzpah to talk shit about american food being full of high fructose corn syrup and that's why we're all fat, memewhile she had to have the arms of her office chair taken off, just so she could fit in it, and she won't stop drinking soda that has beetroot sugar in it. Insane behavior. Downright peculiar, even.
That said, I do ackowledge we have a lotta crap in our processed food, and I'm glad we're taking steps at pussywhipping the FDA snowpuppers into shape.

BONUS MEME: last week, gym crush made eye contact with me and I fumbled by immediately looking down and fucking up the following OHP set (dumbells).
Going gym tonight and hopefully won't see her. She's a chubby PAWG and kind of smells like a McDonald's rubbish skip when she's sweaty (this is a good thing). I can't risk any distractions now that I'm a few months away from benching 1pl8 again oh my GAWD.

 

*hl1 door open noise*

no, seriously, I hope you get better, whoever needed to read this
>what if they can't read
THEN WHO WAS PHONE?

also I had a typo in my last post, I meant 1pl8 bench; my goal is 1/2/3/4 and I've had a few months of skylarking that made me weak af
please laugh at and ridicule me until I get doomerpilled and activate the forbidden pre

but no fr please get better I beg of you
only you are stopping yourself

 

I like Matt, Tim, Andreas, Eli, Dimi, et al admins old and new (minus a couple- I'm lookin at you, mister "Matt has unrealistic expectations" or whatever crybaby from 2016, and the one who had to go to OpenMaple/Origin/whichever one it was because you weren't cut out to be a GM here and then made an ass out of yourself, etc); you can't sway my royaloyalty based off a few altercations with other people.

I will 5evr hold the title of "royalsfriend" and #stayloyal, even if I am elsewhere.

I HAVE FOUR WORDS FOR YOU: "I LOVE THIS SERVER", and I only want to see it prosper. I will await the day we see the change we need to become truly #royalsbased.

We are a COMMUNITY. Not like those "ohhh we're a small niche fandumb who's a """""community""""" because... because we just are okay!!11!" people. We're here because we love oldschool maple. Our brethren under Kimmerz break bread with us and share our love for [FUCK BIG BANG], ergo any hate for them is sacrilige and I shan't stand for it. We are connected through the 2009core hivemind and you cannot break an eternal bond between men sharing the need for logging in on your DK on Saturday and having your maplewifey say "heyyyyyy".

Loyal to the grind.
Loyal to the Tim en Kim yin yang icon sitting above the Nedermaple mead hall building in v62halla.
Loyal to the smell of the game (that is bullshit BLAZING).

Context: I haven't been to the gym in 3 days and I was barely benching 50kg for reps on Tuesday because I'm in a calorie deficit and haven't been getting good sleep. I just had 1 pound of ground beef and I'm crashoutcrastinating getting dressed and taking my pre. God help me.

 

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

 

Hmm..

Broke up with my girlfriend.

I feel like it was the right call for numerous reasons but idk, feels so odd being the one to end a relationship, usually I'm the one that gets his relationships ended o.o

2025 surely looks like a strange year for geto..

 

butter
buttre
:b:utter
bubba
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
(FORMA DI BURRO)

 

Another W and another pile of my shit for janny to clean up


Also I wasn't memeing with my last vent about butter I'm going fucking insane send help


also
if you think
you can just stop drinking milk
with no repercussions
think again
I've become lactose intolerant after not drinking milk for several years
now I have to suffer liter after liter of milky backblasts until my body adjusts again
please, do yourself a favor, have a glass of milk every so often

 

I need medication I need medication I need medication this is a cry for help I need Tim to lock me in the Royal solitude confinment hyperbrapaholic time chamber and release the v62 sauce dishrektly into my bloodstream so I can fight Shadow John for 10,000 years to undo the New Source fiasco of 2017 and reset the timeline so we can prevent the evil luigi blunt rotation at the Yeezus-sponsored Balenciaga sacrifice party where Lady Gaga used astral projection to find Hidden's dox and send it to Nexon so they could send him a DMCA for Extalia, thereby erasing the exodus of eggplayers to Royals from history and we have Pink Bean here since 2021
You know it's gonna work
I know it's gonna work
WE know it's gonna work
Keyword: work
I HATE IT
I'm not fixing 50~ laptops with OEM parts that are not in production anymore fug yuo
sniff my ass
imagine the smell
getting my certs and slathering my desk in loads of frickin mayonnaise before I leave awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww DAYummmmm

 

Idk why my attending loved interrupting me in the middle of my case report and then when I lost my train of thought he went "Did you even rehearse this? Why don't you step out and rehearse and we will come back to you" in front of 11 other people.

I went in again with an attitude and mindset that screams "Idc if you're my attending, idgaf, you listen to ME, because I know my patient BETTER than you"

And he went
"This. I enjoyed this case report"

Do attendings have masochistic tendencies?! Still havent mentally recovered from that emotional rollercoaster

 

Felt like it has been the longest three weeks I've ever gone through.
I still don't know how to quantify my feelings of it all.

The sight of those still in motion, and the one remained still;
The sound of chimes and chatters clashed, and the silence screamed;
The smell of meals and medicines mingled, and the incense filled the air;
The palate of everything became bland, and the droplets tasted nothing but salty;
The sense of warmth from an embrace, and the coldness of one that was no longer here.

Only thing I know is, compared to simply being an attendee, being among those wearing a white headband as a host felt entirely different. I did my hardest to remain composed for those around me, but the weight of everything became heavier as time passed.

It was forecasted to be sunny all week, and yet even the sky drizzled after the ceremony ended.
But at least it was peaceful; there were no regrets. Time goes on...

.efilretfa eht ot slevart efas.

 

Imagine making #1 REDACTED all on your own without having to inherit the best REDACTED on the server and other items in order to accomplish such an impressive feat. Imagine making the best REDACTED yourself.
I retract my previous compliment as this new information has been brought to light. You did not earn the top spot from the toil and sweat of your own brow. It was handed to you, given to you, on a jewel-encrusted silver platter, all for the prodigious price of naught. How grand it must be to revel and dine upon the fruits of the truly sedulous. Albeit this may REDACTED forever stand as a monument to what you can achieve through honest hard work and perseverance.
Much love and happy mapling everyone. Never give up on your dreams *





*unless your dream is to become Ted Bundy, in which case please, please, give up right now.

 

holy based