Isn't what we call a marathon just the last short leg of his journey, and he ran like 100-150 miles?

Oh, you think you're so tough, don't you. Well, I cast PERMANENTLY ITCHY BUTTHOLE.

I mean, on the bright side, only two more years until I can kill myself!

Cool! It shows as positive 3 to me. Interesting!

Our accounts are on lemmy.blahaj.zone, which doesn't support downvoting. We can't downvote or be downvoted. I know other instances do this as well.

That was a crossover promotion with archer, a show about essentially a giant dickwad james bond, voiced by the same guy who voices bob

Afaik, your body doesn't feel a lack of oxygen, it feels the buildup of carbon dioxide, so any inert gas should do the trick. That said, I've avoided doing research into it for obvious reasons. Also, if someone interrupts me, then at least there's some comic relief to lighten the mood when I start apologizing and crying in a chipmunk voice

Yeah, if I ever end up going through with it I'm gonna rig a gas mask to a helium tank with a one way outflow valve of some sort on the mask. Should be quick and easy, and no mess for anyone to clean up and no risk of hurting someone else like there is with firearms. I'm careful to not look into sources for those items or think or plan about how I'd put it all together, I do my best to keep myself safe. Never been able to stop the suicidal ideation though, so naturally I've thought a lot about different methods.

Make 2014 the guy that 2024 remembers, thinking about the depressed 2024 guy thinking about the happy 2014 guy, and that's me. I knew I was in probably the best part of my life while it was happening and enjoyed it while I could. Not that I didn't have suicidal thoughts then too but it was definitely the most fun. More 2015-16 though.

There is nothing better on this earth than a cat that enjoys tummy rubbins. My roomates cat loved them, and I would take like an hour long break from working on my senior project to destress and rub her tummy and scritch her chin. Her purrs weren't usually audible, but you'd feel her romble and she'd be kneading away. She's still alive and well, just me and her person graduated and went our seperate ways. I miss her a lot tbh. I'll never forget hearing a funny noise, turning around, and seeing her lapping ranch dressing out of a container my roomate left out. She loves anything salty or greasy, but wouldn't try to eat your food, just maybe lick it if you left it unattended. She did love to sniff my dinner though.

I mean, if I was getting fucked by someone and they were actively fantasizing about me being someone else, I would be upset, open relationship or no

Ok I like to take coconut oil, the kind that's a solid at room temp, melt it, and let it solidify in ice cube trays at room temp. Then, when I go to put a plug in long term, I pop a lube cube in first. Easy long term lubing