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Why did they remove negs?
I'm afraid you might have picked the wrong forum for that this though
Edit:
fukkboy OP wasting my time
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Rep system is back

ChrisDorner

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Why did they remove negs?
I'm afraid you might have picked the wrong forum for that this though
Edit:
fukkboy OP wasting my time
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Rep system is back
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ChrisDorner![]()
I knew a azn kid in elementary that thought he was goku goin around wearIn weights on his arms and legs and doin imaginary kamahamehas at people.I did a kamehameha in real life

I am an extremely self hating individual and wish I was another race every single day. I'm only "pro-my race" because I have no other choice![]()

This is the one where nobody came to my birthday party
That night, I had reservations from a friend who knew the bar owner, they had their own personal bar in the back and they told me I could rent it out for free. I thought great, this room is pretty big and has enough tables to sit about 35 people. I had personally invited 30-40 people a week prior and was excited about the aspect of seeing all of my friends and just getting completely wasted with them. Party was to start at 10 so I decided it's probably a good idea to get there a little late to make an entrance.
Around 10:30 I get there, music is blasting but the backroom is completely empty. The bartender asks me where my friends are at and I told them they all must be running late, trying to laugh it off with her. I stood by the bar staring at my phone, I got a couple of texts from people saying they'd be late or cancelling last minute. Around 11:30 rolls around, still nobody and I can see the bartender feeling bad for me, offering me free drinks throughout the night. I felt completely embarrassed and stupid just standing there alone on my birthday thinking I had all these great friends. Around 12:30, still nobody, not one person has texted me since, so around 1:15 I tell them forget it I'm going home. The bartender put her hand on my shoulder and told me to forget them and know who my real friends are. I held back my tears standing in that dark empty room, feeling drunk and completely humiliated. So many mixed emotions went through my head but mostly embarrassed and betrayed. I went outside and called a cab and cried in the back on my way home. I got to my place and just sat on the bathroom floor for an hour that night, crying my eyes out like a little kid. Friends asked me about my birthday the following day but I didn't even respond to them.
You might need to catch that assault charge* brehI was drugged and tied to a chair by the woman I had spent six years with, and violated by one of her female friends in front of a room full of strangers because my so-called fiancee thought that would be an appropriate way to break up with me. I remember screaming that I loved her, stammering to this strange girl that I didn't want to have sex with her and that the only person I loved was my girlfriend. It didn't stop her. A year later I have not been able to even bring myself to try a relationship again. I have gone through counseling, become a full-fledged alcoholic and am now struggling to recover, been on the verge of suicide three times, and have had my faith in humanity completely shattered.
And you know what kind of responses I get? From guys: "I bet you enjoyed it." "You lucky b*stard." "Hahahaha." From women: "You got an erection so obviously it wasn't rape." "You cheated on your fiancee right in front of her?" "It's not rape, men can't get raped."
I cannot begin to express how badly damaged I am from this experience, nor can I express the stigma to even speaking about it, because I am either congratulated, laughed at, or scorned. Until society starts realizing that not all men are sex-crazed animals with no feelings, this attitude will prevail and people like me will have nowhere to speak up but forums like the coli.
