Are you sure you just wanna go and propose to a stranger? The last thing you want to do is "seek" out any women. Your aura alone should attract them to you
*coughs* Ey.. Hey brah’ *clears harshly* ‘yo’ * holds out hand with roach between pennies. ‘Wha.. Oh yeh heh. ‘ *takes the pennies slowely, hits the air unnecessarily loud; looking at the madden 08 ps2 autoplay* ‘Nnaaahh dafuq!’ *jumps up, spread eagled as the arm loops of his cut up offer little protection from the cold controller cord rubbing against his side; his high has become surreal. He see’s the existential severity which life entails and the irrelevant excruciatinglu baffling acknowledgment of how he and everyone else goes on nonchalantly. The amazing chance to exist, the silly emotional drag and the concept of boredom while presented the vast and plethorically immense coulrophobia felt in facing the cataclysmic deafening haunt which conveys the realisation of how little people and especially himself treats the act of living; the expansive lack of awe which defines the people who get to exist in such a mesmerizingly awe-filled world of leisure and knowledge.* He thinks of the cold cord.. How uncomfortable it felt against his skin, the flash of concentrated cold like a memory, a ghost; which marks the episode of excitement from where physical memory now exists. I that moment, he wonders if the cold is even there, since its been like.. 90 seconds since it happened… He looks at the mini ps2 connected to his transparent red memory card he brought from home, the fuss he made when Mah had to return it cause he didn't want the dragon ball z one, doesn't matter if it is on sale; its not the type of plastic he saw one time in 5th grade where a dude at school had a pair of drum sticks in his tie string sack, and a transparent red game boy advanced, with the cool container of games; he traded them on the bus. HE THINKS ‘ that guy created me… man.. I've let that dude basically define what is and isn't like… Acceptable!. Guy didn't even pass 7th grade cause of history class, and I'm living in like.. Accordance.. * turns on the xp pc, logs into aol. Shoeniiice@aol. * Skipping past the WB KIDz sweepstakes popups, the search is entered ‘ whats it when you are liking what others like’ . Goes scrolling and evtyally sees “impressionable youth”. So he types in impressionable. Then impression. The he finds himself on a dark ages forum with some dude quoting “epictetus” , sumin like visual stimulus/judgement/association/associared judgement/assigned feelings and bias. = impression…. Like a mold; like a… looks at the brown blunt mark on his thumb and index finger. … like a stain … whoa man.. ‘Hey Josh!! Yo! ‘ To no avail, mmaan. The cold of the cord is still felt on his side to this day, like an everlasting impression... But its illusion, no more real or everlasting than the stain on his hand. But the smell and impressions in the moment are remembered, just like the cold long cord yapping at his side. But, the impressions which at the time define the memories; aren't the same as they were; the cold and the smell last as illusionary impressions which mark wisdom… mark wisdom… Mark… wisdom… That moment, 3 years after first experiencing the word impression and the cord with the smell; he finally learned the god damn meaning of IMPRESSION!! Scream and shout to the mountain tops cause it felt good, but lonely! So thus ended, the tale of the dude man; whom in everlasting impression found why life meant while impressed upon, as well as the impressioning ‘influence’ as the recipient of wisdom, so he'd get that god dang Community College acceptance after all..! He felt gooood about it too! Even skipped enrolment and in confidence decided to be a musician, nothing could stop em’! Not Zeus himself! For he may fetter meh leg! But neither him nor experience should grant me hindsight until well with the realms of regret and no turning back... It was only after all of that inescapable and damning evidence that made his concept of wisdom and rationality-well.. Well god dang useless, . But you know what! *old man eye clinch* he learned what the Man Named Epictetus would have to say about THAT! After such discourse, dude man knew; he'd pick up the bucket. With the acknowledgment that in that moment, he picked it up because he decided to and he was free. Since the idea of not being master of his own will, is the misplaced value in the external impression! Be it material or ethereal; symbolically, conceptual….…+the guy at the gas station chilling on the ground with the dog that was thethirst, looks at Dude Man in expectancy “ …… It ain't real dude. *speak The Man With The Plan, in casual confidence* * hits j, promptly passing it* it ain't even real Mann. ‘ he smiles, nonchalantly and full of wisdom as a roofer for a small company at 36 years old. He’s gone very far. Instead of crisis in midlife, he no longer thinks happiness as being essential; only contentment. CONTENTMENT, with ones OWN lot! And he means it. Yet, a hard concept to truly explain; even believe. Can play the hell out of that guitar, though with the art of actin’ and the ability to take a lotta hits; even myself at expense for a good joke... He owes it all the a junky that after highschool overddosed on heroin; who used to have a red game boy advanced and led him to be a joker for awhile… a period of time. .. To Some extent👌😏.… Thanks, man. End. Special thanks to :The iron giant; Carl Jung, DIO, Epictetus, Robert Jorden, SteveHarris#Maiden; luke skywalker, Ocarina of Time, MMORPG, basketball, the song “push it to the limit”, “the road warrior”madmax”. “My Mother!” shadow of the colossus” “bachs ‘air’. “Megaman2 thesoundtrack” Final fantasy IX; having mean brothers to look up to and all my friends who didn't care I was white! To show me adversity! In “cultural and social conditionings and the effects thereof” *sighs nastalsically, ashes cogarette* etc. And my father! Who yelled at the mcdonalds lady at the drive-through cause my teletubby wasn't in the bag. “Another red”. To let me know, he had my back!!!! AND THE Proper relationship to have with the father in adulthood when both mag relate to alcoholism and the years of respectful soberiety and the worth thereof, and existential gratititude which ascends to bare witness to the buddha…. *Hits*
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Please upload a video on how to Propose a strange or unknown girl with lasting impact.
Are you sure you just wanna go and propose to a stranger? The last thing you want to do is "seek" out any women. Your aura alone should attract them to you
Kindly let us know the technique @@magvs_mæstro216
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How you generate this voice
Just got clear your throat before speaking bro
Go down on a few men to get that croaky voice.
*coughs* Ey.. Hey brah’ *clears harshly* ‘yo’ * holds out hand with roach between pennies. ‘Wha.. Oh yeh heh. ‘ *takes the pennies slowely, hits the air unnecessarily loud; looking at the madden 08 ps2 autoplay* ‘Nnaaahh dafuq!’ *jumps up, spread eagled as the arm loops of his cut up offer little protection from the cold controller cord rubbing against his side; his high has become surreal. He see’s the existential severity which life entails and the irrelevant excruciatinglu baffling acknowledgment of how he and everyone else goes on nonchalantly. The amazing chance to exist, the silly emotional drag and the concept of boredom while presented the vast and plethorically immense coulrophobia felt in facing the cataclysmic deafening haunt which conveys the realisation of how little people and especially himself treats the act of living; the expansive lack of awe which defines the people who get to exist in such a mesmerizingly awe-filled world of leisure and knowledge.*
He thinks of the cold cord.. How uncomfortable it felt against his skin, the flash of concentrated cold like a memory, a ghost; which marks the episode of excitement from where physical memory now exists. I that moment, he wonders if the cold is even there, since its been like.. 90 seconds since it happened…
He looks at the mini ps2 connected to his transparent red memory card he brought from home, the fuss he made when Mah had to return it cause he didn't want the dragon ball z one, doesn't matter if it is on sale; its not the type of plastic he saw one time in 5th grade where a dude at school had a pair of drum sticks in his tie string sack, and a transparent red game boy advanced, with the cool container of games; he traded them on the bus. HE THINKS ‘ that guy created me… man.. I've let that dude basically define what is and isn't like… Acceptable!. Guy didn't even pass 7th grade cause of history class, and I'm living in like.. Accordance..
* turns on the xp pc, logs into aol.
Shoeniiice@aol. *
Skipping past the WB KIDz sweepstakes popups, the search is entered ‘ whats it when you are liking what others like’ . Goes scrolling and evtyally sees “impressionable youth”. So he types in impressionable. Then impression. The he finds himself on a dark ages forum with some dude quoting “epictetus” , sumin like visual stimulus/judgement/association/associared judgement/assigned feelings and bias. = impression…. Like a mold; like a… looks at the brown blunt mark on his thumb and index finger. … like a stain
… whoa man.. ‘Hey Josh!! Yo! ‘
To no avail, mmaan. The cold of the cord is still felt on his side to this day, like an everlasting impression... But its illusion, no more real or everlasting than the stain on his hand. But the smell and impressions in the moment are remembered, just like the cold long cord yapping at his side. But, the impressions which at the time define the memories; aren't the same as they were; the cold and the smell last as illusionary impressions which mark wisdom… mark wisdom…
Mark… wisdom…
That moment, 3 years after first experiencing the word impression and the cord with the smell; he finally learned the god damn meaning of IMPRESSION!! Scream and shout to the mountain tops cause it felt good, but lonely! So thus ended, the tale of the dude man; whom in everlasting impression found why life meant while impressed upon, as well as the impressioning ‘influence’ as the recipient of wisdom, so he'd get that god dang Community College acceptance after all..! He felt gooood about it too! Even skipped enrolment and in confidence decided to be a musician, nothing could stop em’!
Not Zeus himself! For he may fetter meh leg! But neither him nor experience should grant me hindsight until well with the realms of regret and no turning back... It was only after all of that inescapable and damning evidence that made his concept of wisdom and rationality-well.. Well god dang useless, . But you know what! *old man eye clinch* he learned what the Man Named Epictetus would have to say about THAT!
After such discourse, dude man knew; he'd pick up the bucket. With the acknowledgment that in that moment, he picked it up because he decided to and he was free. Since the idea of not being master of his own will, is the misplaced value in the external impression! Be it material or ethereal; symbolically, conceptual….…+the guy at the gas station chilling on the ground with the dog that was thethirst, looks at Dude Man in expectancy “ ……
It ain't real dude. *speak The Man With The Plan, in casual confidence* * hits j, promptly passing it* it ain't even real Mann. ‘ he smiles, nonchalantly and full of wisdom as a roofer for a small company at 36 years old. He’s gone very far. Instead of crisis in midlife, he no longer thinks happiness as being essential; only contentment. CONTENTMENT, with ones OWN lot! And he means it. Yet, a hard concept to truly explain; even believe. Can play the hell out of that guitar, though with the art of actin’ and the ability to take a lotta hits; even myself at expense for a good joke...
He owes it all the a junky that after highschool overddosed on heroin; who used to have a red game boy advanced and led him to be a joker for awhile… a period of time. .. To Some extent👌😏.…
Thanks, man.
End.
Special thanks to :The iron giant; Carl Jung, DIO, Epictetus, Robert Jorden, SteveHarris#Maiden; luke skywalker, Ocarina of Time, MMORPG, basketball, the song “push it to the limit”, “the road warrior”madmax”. “My Mother!” shadow of the colossus” “bachs ‘air’. “Megaman2 thesoundtrack”
Final fantasy IX; having mean brothers to look up to and all my friends who didn't care I was white! To show me adversity! In “cultural and social conditionings and the effects thereof” *sighs nastalsically, ashes cogarette* etc. And my father! Who yelled at the mcdonalds lady at the drive-through cause my teletubby wasn't in the bag. “Another red”. To let me know, he had my back!!!! AND THE Proper relationship to have with the father in adulthood when both mag relate to alcoholism and the years of respectful soberiety and the worth thereof, and existential gratititude which ascends to bare witness to the buddha…. *Hits*
This is all BS!!! Just 7 points, each with 8 sub bullet points!