Tickets to My Downfall Puns

Link here: https://www.instagram.com/p/B89h8AJnbbW/

What do you guys think?

^^ the name of the new album.

As far as I’ve seen the snippets on IG and YouTube I know there’s iann dior, YUNGBLUD, Travis Barker, young thug and dubXX. I hope he puts the unreleased song from lana del ray as well.

I have a goal (according to MFP) to hit 25g of fiber per day but most days I’m barely getting half of that. What are some good high fiber foods that aren’t insane on carbs but have some fat and/or protein?

At least update the playlist. Please. I can only bare the 80’s so much.

As a child, my main motivation in life was to make sure I did not upset my mom. I did not want to make her cry.

And so my opinions and decisions where developed solely to avoid conflict and upsetting her. Hakuna Matata became my motto. If I simply went with the decisions of others then they will not be upset with me, right? That's what I thought.

Do whatever they want. I never learned how to say no. I never learned how to set boundaries. I never learned how to be a true individual.

And then comes marrying somebody who is strong-willed and is used to getting her own way. Someone who could not take no for an answer married somebody who could not say no.

My life's ambition became to do whatever made her happy. She genuinely did desire for me to lead in our marriage but how can I lead if I only know how to go with the flow?

My inability to say no and make my own decisions without her guiding hand caused her to gradually lose respect for me. While I am not excusing her actions, I do see how that led to bitterness, abuse, and infidelity. She did not feel like our marriage was a partnership but like she was a parent.

Outside of such things as theology, I do not know how to have a strong opinion about things. I am fearful of presenting a contrary view point.

I do not know how to come up with an idea on my own and stick with it when somebody I care about disagrees.

I do not necessarily know how to fix this but at least I better understand my problem.

We met in high school. She's two grades older than me. She went to school before me, and then I went to a different school for college, but we said we'd make long distance work and we did for a while. We had a deal for a while that once she was done with college, she would move to the city I was in school in for two years, and then we'd go where she wanted to go for her career. She changed her mind months before she finished school, and moved across the country without me. I was upset about this, and I told her. I felt like she was starting life without me. But she reassured me, and I wanted this relationship to work (I thought I'd never find someone better for me, or someone who would ever love me like she did), so we agreed to do long distance for two more years until I finished school. She moved at the beginning of last summer. We broke up a few days ago.

My girlfriend has had major anxiety and depression, as well as gender dysphoria, for years – since I've known her. I thought things would get better, especially with my help– I could encourage her to go to therapy, get meds, etc. But as the years went on, I became more and more of her crutch, her sink of emotion, constantly helping her through these breakdowns and meltdowns in which she called me stupid for believing she was pretty and an idiot for dating her, etc. I didn't mind. Or, I thought I didn't mind. We talked several times about this. I directly told her, at least three times, "I can't keep doing this. Something needs to change." Nothing ever changed. I was constantly putting myself in the position of caretaker, crutch, sink, excuse to remain the same. This was my fault, at least partially – I put my own needs aside, never thinking about what I wanted or needed until it became far too much.

I realized after a night of thinking, really reflecting, and realization, that the life we were planning, the life we were clearly going to have if we stayed together, was not one that I wanted. I didn't want to move across the country, away from my family. I didn't want to remain a crutch. I didn't want her to give up on her dreams either, though, and move to stay with me. I didn't want her to change her goals for me, and I... I guess I wasn't willing to change my goals for her anymore. I realized this all very abruptly. When I finally reflected about all of this, I had a panic attack so bad I threw up and I cried for hours. I had wanted this relationship to work so badly.

I just couldn't do it anymore

1. praising oneself and belittling others

2. not sharing with others one’s wealth and Dharma

3. not forgiving even when others apologise

4. doubting and denying the doctrine of the Great Vehicle

5. taking offerings intended for the Three Jewels

6. abandoning the doctrine through sectarianism

7. causing an ordained person to disrobe

8. committing one of the five crimes of immediate retribution

9. holding perverted views

10. destroying places such as towns

11. teaching emptiness to the untrained

12. discouraging others from seeking full enlightenment

13. causing others to break the vows of Individual Liberation

14. belittling those who follow the path of Individual Liberation

15. proclaiming false realisations such as the realisation of emptiness

16. accepting gifts that have been misappropriated from the belongings of the Three Jewels

17. laying down harmful regulations and passing false judgement

18. giving up the pledge of altruistic aspiration

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June 17, 2013. The creation of my ROBLOX account. I was 9 years old. I am 14 currently.

The only games I would play was Boys Vs. Girls Island War and Call Of Robloxia: Robloxia at War.

One month into my time of ROBLOX, I discovered apocalypse rising.

The game was honestly a blast. No one was sweaty, there were barely any hackers, and it was shortly after v5.0.

I made a lot of friends. I attempted to earn my first badge, the Hero badge. The hard thing is; it was such a hard badge to obtain. I never got it.

My favorite YouTubers were Bereghost and Team Squid. It was so fun seeing their personalities and learning more about the game. Their channels kind of died off or became irrelevant.

August 12, 2013. My birthday.

On this day, I would try so hard to get Hero. And I did. I somehow got it, for some reason. I just couldn’t compel myself to attack other people. This was also around the time Combat Logging was rampant.

Let’s fast forward to December. This was the downfall of my love for ROBLOX due to one reason; a USB that would allow my computer to connect to WiFi.

At least, that’s what my dad told me.

I stepped on the USB, and it came clean off the computer tower. The bit is still on there today, I think. I replaced that computer 2 or 3 years ago.

No biggie. My dad fixed it, but I realized how ungrateful I was. Everyone had Robux and Tickets, when I had barely anything. So I had a plan.

I would download free robux generators to get robux for free. And you can already see where this is going.

So many viruses accumulated on my computer that it made my antivirus, McAfee, unusable. I couldn’t open chrome or anything.

So my brother locked me out of the computer and he had to reset everything. I lost all my screenshots and ROBLOX videos, but most importantly, my connection to ROBLOX and the community.

But, luck be a lady tonight. 2 months later.

I had to work on a project for this music app thing, where I had to create an instrumental. (4th grade btw). I downloaded ROBLOX on my brother’s laptop and just started playing on there.

I also wanted to learn how to hack to give people free stuff, and so I did that. I downloaded a cheat engine, but it was infected with a virus and you can already see where this is going.

My brother had to get the virus out, something something, whatever.

I couldn’t play for the whole year until Thanksgiving. For the time in between I just played on my iPad, and the games were PVZ2 and clash of clans. (I still have the

Somehow when I try to open up my heart It takes such strength to pry apart On you I never placed the blame Neither of us would let the other tame Still I love you with my heart and my secrets But the Universe decided: “That’s all she gets.”

••• Dear _ _ _ _,

I am so hurt. We were best friends. I trusted you with my heart. All my secrets. All my fears. I trusted you and you said you’d protect me from anybody who wished ill upon me.

You knew how badly broken I was, yet you didn’t take care of my heart. I may have been imperfect but I have done a lot better than the treatment I received from you. I loved you so much it ached from the core of my being.

I never lied nor cheated. For some that would be enough. One time I made a mistake placing blame on you for something you didn’t do. I made a mistake losing my mind and getting upset while having had a drink. I said I hated you. I didn’t mean it. I apologized. I meant the apology.

It was hurtful. I got that. I deserved the public watching me cry while you berated me and had your dinner. The waiter giving me a “hang in there” grimace from behind you. I took it. I disrespected you, so this was payback. Okay. But it crossed the line when you loudly, and publicly shamed me about my life and mistakes I confided to you; mistakes I made before our relationship. But I sat there and took it. Why? Because I loved you. If this made you happy, I’ll listen to it, and clench my shame in my hand. You were supposed to be the one. So I just clung to the bittersweet memory of Day 1.

I was supportive over everything, your wins, your losses, and grief. I saw you reach for a drink to numb the pain. I approached the subject once. It either felt I was being judgmental, or you just shut me out with “Can we stop talking about it?”

It hurt me to see you numb it that way. I was afraid of saying anything. The time I mentioned it, you told everybody you had a beer or two at night and made me sound like a controlling witch. It was one or two packs. Each pack has six.

You say I’m judgmental, well how can I lord out judgment when I was clinically dependent on whiskey at one point? Stealing sips from nips on my break so stall the Delirium Tremens... you think it was judgment? No. I felt your pain with every drink. I wanted to help you with it. All I could do was sit and watch this happen.

Every time I tried to approach a conversation, with only love in my mind for how we can make things work somehow it became an attack. A pe

This question just came to mind and I’m curious.

Is there anyway to see if other high profile figures also sold large amounts of stock between the months of January and February?

I’m talking CEOs (particularly those who have stepped down), athletes, businessmen and women, hedge fund managers or mutual fund managers.

Edit: For those who are missing the point entirely... this is not a debate about whether insider trader occurred. I am simply curious at the gap between the average American missing the idea of what was coming, and those considered extremely successful in their trade missing the idea of what was coming.

I'm a fan of basketball. Good basketball. The Utah and Jazz game earlier was great basketball. Superstars doing superstar things. The NBA has arguably the best talent in decades yet the ratings are slipping and they don't put two and two together with the reffing issues this league faces. We just got robbed of a possible overtime and the league shrugs and pushes its L2M report and all is well in their eyes. This game is just one of many...it's almost a weekly occurrence at this rate. I have heard countless people say they've stopped watching NBA just because of the refs and what occurs, and I agree with them. The state of the game and the refs makes it nearly unwatchable, and when a good game does break out, blown calls stain the game.

The players have the power in this if the league doesn't do anything. Two years away is the new CBA and they should hold out until the league REALLY addresses the reffing issue. Just my two cents

On day 4...

I feel like I’ve been hit in the face with a brick. I wish I didn’t do it but hazy mornings have been my undoing before on previous streaks. From the past couple days it seemed all good, until the wave came and sunk me under. I feel like shit after I failed on what seems like a technicality because if morning wood, but I’m gonna count it nonetheless, and reset.

Time to keep trying. Persevere.

Men of ask men, i want to know what advice you would give to someone who doesn't have the best grades, or the best resume, or a sense of what the right path is, or how to do things that bring real purpose to a life. For those who have experienced many of life's ups and downs, what are your experiences, what did you do, and how did it bring you to who you are today?

I mean.... LETS GET THIS BREAD

About a month ago I let my friend borrow my car to go visit her BF because hers was getting repairs. Well the other day I got 3 parking tickets in the mail from the town where he lives (I've never been there in my life).. well she is totally denying it and saying the dates dont match up (they totally do) and refusing to pay for the violations. Her parents support her so she could absolutely afford it.. but they don't know about the BF and shit would hit the fan if they found out. The $130 would be a huge dent out of my funds that I cant afford at the moment and I feel like she has left me no choice but to ask her parents to pay it. Or is that a huge overreaction and I just need to accept the crap hand fate as dealt me here and eat the $130??

Edit:

UPDATE*** This shit is crazy...

So it very quickly got back to her that everyone thinks shes a jerk off for what she did to me and lying about it by telling everyone she was paying it when she replaced her lost debt card. This is the shortended version of the novel of a text I recieved a few hours ago...

"OMGgggg please stop complaining to everyone about the stupid money. I told you yesterday that I had to take it out in small amounts so my parents wouldnt notice. And I cant believe you would ever tell them about (BF), you know I'd never be able to see him again. Like all this just over a parking ticket, it's not that deep. Are you going to (friends house we were all supposed to study together) later? I'll have it for you there and then I never want to talk about this ever again. In the meantime please stop telling everyone I'm a thief"...

"Thief" lol that word never ever came out of my mouth. And the last text I have before this is "I promise to you there were no tickets on your windshield that morning"... this bitch is the CEO of spinning things in her favor, its hilarious how she finally agreed once it was out of her control. All it took actually was one of her BF's friends from finding out the truth, she doesn't want him to know she is a lying spoiled brat.

BUT TURNS OUT she ditched the study session because "everyone is mad at her now" like a little 10 year old. So I text her that I'm coming to her house once we finish the assignment for the money. I think she might have taken that as a threat because as soon as I ring the doorbell and her sister opens the door I see here come FLYING down the stairs like a bat out of hell. Mind you this is the first time we've spoken in person since she denied the

So 2 years ago my third eye started to open more, learned a lot about the universe, had a huge spiritual awakening. We are the gods on this earth, had my best 18 birthday. I truly felt on top of the world, had good job, job income, had bought my first car at such young age, I had a super car at 18,

This is where everything changed, one day a friend invite me to his his go hangout with him, and 4 other buddy’s, did shrooms with them, as i didn’t really knew them that well, it was a terrible mistake. They had shrooms they insisted, I wanted to try it out done them. Took more than an eighth 4grams at most, as an 18 year old hangout with these older guys, everything went dark, i was seeing my world for what it really was. seen the grim reaper on sky, lights would flash felt like we were in a dark alley street, everything i touched i ruined, i noticed i couldn’t connect with anybody, i was stuck. things got worse. i just wanted to be home, i miss the warmth. i felt so cold, so cold,. everything went downhill i couldn’t let it go, 3 months after i become very careless totaled my super car while drunk, it completely broke me even more. what felt my ego was physically and mentally destroyed, lost friends, got up a year later, same cycle happened a year later, just the same old resorted cycles.

i’m 20 I don’t talk to anyone in my life anymore, it’s tough, what though were friends completely switched up on me, most off then just waiting for my next move. I feel very tired, I know suffer of PTSD and Anxiety i cope with smoking, just got new job with full benefits might go get checked out. I seem now very depressed, my future is at risk, i can’t live with peace. I let the demons get the best of me. i thought i had it all, i push everyone away from me from the mistakes that i’ve done, always living with a bad feeling inside my stomach and it sucks