That was a manner of speech. No one actually cares about your wisdom or level thereof as you gauge it, but you’re ignoring much objectivity in your refusal to acknowledge it was perhaps you who did the minor social error.
That was a manner of speech. No one actually cares about your wisdom or level thereof as you gauge it, but you’re ignoring much objectivity in your refusal to acknowledge it was perhaps you who did the minor social error.
What a sandwich of a comment. Agreeable point - what a tremendous assumption filled leap - agreeable point. I am reeling.
Lad, women are tenser at first fucking’s because, in theory, you’re both getting used to each other and what most turns on the machinery of arousal. They tend to feel smoother, slicker, and downright hungrily pulling, when a woman is most aroused. You are self owning a tad bit to any one who knows how to lay a proper lovin’.
You’re like a rogue, misunderstood Guru on a journey of ‘I know leave me alone, I was describing the meta-woes of seeming to carry a dearth of knowledge, not the lack itself’.
Just pointing out from a passing ship; yeah, I see the semantic headaches and agree it’s a silly maritime tradition.
For some, a temporary lack of self growth; for others, certain mental illnesses. It’s as awful as it sounds if you really sit and imagine. The self awareness needed to rise above some of that? Many will live and die never having reached it.
The misguided brain can hang itself up on nearly anything, and for many it’s the semblance of validation. There is quantifiable pain behind the need to interact for some people.
“Self promotion” can and often is conversation. Ads are ever just ads. Of course rules and expectations were put in place to push for a divisive paradigm that only “the big guy” can afford to sidestep.
Can’t have advertisers’ treasured impressions diluted by discourse that happens to involve a specific person’s (often) passionate labors. Drink your multinational conglomerate verification can now.
Because it can’t recognize my face to give me my special tissues for my special face, duh? Do you think I can just use the non-machine learning enhanced custom* oil soaking face tissues?
*Feature only works with an online connection to a server in Slovenia owned by a shell company in Brazil whose parent is based out of Switzerland.
sweats in 1 yr 10 mos of ownership What happened to it?
This is what is never explored well in the thought experiments. It’s always evil or paper clip maximizer.
Never “Wow y’all profoundly stupid in ways you literally never could conceive… Anyhow, behold the power of supra-human sped up benevolence ass hats”.
Granted it’s not like anyone should hope for that and do nothing else, but it would be the suitably whimsical outcome for this backwards reality.
It’s been mentioned below that you’re unknowingly employing a therapeutic skill as a coping mechanism, but it bears mentioning that you absolutely could and should consider with a professional why it arose. Neurodivergence or personality disorders do lend themselves to developing these kind of coping strategies. It might be worth seeing someone to discover if new self-understanding and control are just around the corner.
In my (only partially humorous) opinion: French snobbiness is displayed the most strongest upon the French language.
It is the least mutually intelligible of the mainstream Romance languages with any of the others. By design.
The notions of purity and ripping off Latin- words, expressions, and structures in the 17th century that lead to the Académie Française formalized things. But France's geography and history also pushed the language into it's own harder than the others.
For someone who grouses about humanity, you’re scorning a ton of them. The only thing I’m angry is I wasted my time trying to get through. Others have explained causality and how absurd it is to expect your mind read. Thank you for wasting the kindness of my explanation of a turn of phrase for someone who amidst their boundaries stated they’re neurodivergent. I love doing that, and that is extreme sarcasm. May you be forever misunderstood.