I got a second shiny Gible LOL time to go get a beej
I got a second shiny Gible LOL time to go get a beej
I have no fucking idea what Duke's is.
I also don't like mayo that much, is this about to be a problem since I'm moving to the South?
Dukes is just a brand but its also really good, a bit of a southern staple
hell yeah mayo on grilled cheese is how my family made them
both to brown them and inside here lol
oil and vinegar also my jam we been on an homemade italian sub kick for a bit
Tomorrow im getting fat.
I told a broad today that I'm cool not seeing anyone else during quarantine and possibly messing up her germ circle and I slept with some other chick on Saturday and already have plans to see her again, I feel especially heinous about this one and actually will likely back out, just typing it makes me feel scummy. Maybe if I clear a COVID test.
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Why are you like this zealot
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fuck them broads
Long post that got me in my feelings yesterday but I wanna get it off my chest because I told very little people in my IRL circle about this.
Few months ago, friend of mine seemed like she was going through financial trouble due to the economic instability caused by the COVID pandemic. Me being the stand-up guy that I am, tried to help her out financially as I've never forgot about the days when I was struggling to survive with very little food and constant stress of being able to pay my rent. Despite all of that, it started to seem like she was now homeless, however she had some "friends" she was with. Due to being in an urban area, they were able to find shelter in abandoned homes or "bandos" as they call them.
We kept in touch off and on and I slipped her some money just to make sure she had shit to eat to get through her day. Told me crazy stories about her time being homeless and I started getting unsettled because I honestly felt like she was eventually gonna get killed. Told her if it gets bad, let me know and I"ll drive down there and help her out and she thanked me for it and told me she'd let me know.
At some point two months ago, she basically disappeared and I feared for the worst. So much so that I started doxxing her information to get the contacts of her immediate family to see if they heard anything. Ended up speaking to her brother and her mom to get a missing person's report going because you have to be related to file one. Word started getting out about her going missing via social media and I started getting clues from various outlets about where she might be.
After about 3 weeks, she finally messaged me and her relatives back and apologized. Said she got her phone stolen and really had no way of reaching out. Told her to let me know where she was so I could see what I could do to help her out, She always seemed receptive to it but never actually did.
I started talked more and more to her family members and started learning a lot more about her than I ever knew.
Apparently she had a drug addiction and actually ODed once years ago but was lucky enough to get brought back via a narcan spray. After finding that out, I stopped giving her money but told her that I still wanted to see her because I wanted to find out from her side wtf was going on and why she chose to do this. Same story as before, seemed receptive to having me come but never actually gave me a location to go to.
A few times I popped up in her area to try to find her but never did. The area that she was in was so decrepit and just awful that I really didn't feel comfortable asking people present if they'd seen her because I honestly didn't want people to start recognizing me. It's like a real life Blighttown from Dark Souls, not even bullshitting. I'm talking people actively dealing, prostituting and shooting up in the middle of the street without any need for concern because the police don't give a shit anymore and figure if they can contain it to only that area, then fuck it. It unsettled the shit out of me especially because my friend was more than likely in the area doing the same thing.
Based on things she told me, figured I'd have to pop up at night time to catch her but never did because it means I'd probably have to pay for a hotel room for the night since it took me far away from home. I also ran the risk getting caught up into a dangerous situation because I'd been going by myself. Biggest motivation for me trying to find her was for her family because they live on the west coast and I figured I was close enough, and I gave her money that I had a responsibility to help them out because I likely helped fund her habit.
Yesterday, her mom got a message from her basically telling her to stop looking for her and that she was where she wanted to be and I just felt absolutely helpless. I did my research to understand the lifestyle but I just felt so bad for the family because it's fucked up. Like imagine putting your loved ones in a chronic state of intense worry because of your terrible habits? Tried to process in my mind why someone would willingly put themselves into a lifestyle so dangerous to their health when she had access to the resources that could've pulled her out of that situation. What killed me even more is that home girl is incredibly intelligent and would've had the world if she applied herself. Only conclusion I could come up with is that she was so far into drugs that she's no longer seeing shit rationally anymore or she fell in love with an absolute piece of shit of a person that encouraged her behavior.
Actually had a hard time sleeping last night because I could not come up with any justification in my mind for it that would allow me to accept it. Only thing left for me to do is wash my hands of the situation unless she contacts me. Spending the time to try to do the right thing just for the person you're trying to help for them to end up being such a disappointment just made me feel pretty shitty.
Aireen?
You can’t help someone who doesn’t want help, man. Try not to take it too hard. Sounds like you already went above and beyond. Sometimes you gotta let people live with their choices.