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Which Connor is the most amusing?

  • Semi-Motivated Connor, aka "I've written 200 words on my new story and took a walk with my grandma."

    Votes: 127 13.2%
  • Depressed Connor, or "Give me one reason why I shouldn't blow my brains out."

    Votes: 73 7.6%
  • Edgy Rebel Without a Cause Connor, or "Shut the fuck up you stupid motherfuckering faggots!"

    Votes: 529 55.0%
  • Smug Pseudo-Intellectual Connor or "I've read Bret Easton Ellis, you guys!"

    Votes: 232 24.1%

  • Total voters
    961
I wanted to come by and be honest. It's hard for me to express what's really on my mind, sometimes. This might be a little longer than what I usually post, but I couldn't resist the opportunity to tell you how I feel right now, no bullshit. I believe I'm way too hard on myself. I mentally beat myself up, over everything. I realize now that it really isn't healthy. Life is so long, and yet so short. I want to make it meaningful, for myself. I know that it will take work. I'm willing to put forth the effort. I really am. I'm not fucking kidding right now. I'm kind of choking up as I write this. I don't really look at myself much. Tonight, I have, and I don't like what I see. I need to change. I keep myself imprisoned, in a way. It's because I'm afraid of failure. I'm afraid of facing the imperfection of the world around me and other people. I don't really help others, not even one person. That's pretty selfish of me, and I hate that. I get angry IRL over the most trivial shit. There's a lot of ugliness in me. A lot of misguided rage. I almost never have the courage to just speak up. To give someone a hand. To do something with my life. Be somebody. I know I sound like a whiny fat homosexual right now. In a way, I wear masks to keep people away from me, from asking what's wrong or calling me out.
 
I wanted to come by and be honest. It's hard for me to express what's really on my mind, sometimes. This might be a little longer than what I usually post, but I couldn't resist the opportunity to tell you how I feel right now, no bullshit. I believe I'm way too hard on myself. I mentally beat myself up, over everything. I realize now that it really isn't healthy. Life is so long, and yet so short. I want to make it meaningful, for myself. I know that it will take work. I'm willing to put forth the effort. I really am. I'm not fucking kidding right now. I'm kind of choking up as I write this. I don't really look at myself much. Tonight, I have, and I don't like what I see. I need to change. I keep myself imprisoned, in a way. It's because I'm afraid of failure. I'm afraid of facing the imperfection of the world around me and other people. I don't really help others, not even one person. That's pretty selfish of me, and I hate that. I get angry IRL over the most trivial shit. There's a lot of ugliness in me. A lot of misguided rage. I almost never have the courage to just speak up. To give someone a hand. To do something with my life. Be somebody. I know I sound like a whiny fat homosexual right now. In a way, I wear masks to keep people away from me, from asking what's wrong or calling me out.
DESPITE ALL MY RAGE IM STILL JUST A 'TISTIC IN A CAGE.
 
I wanted to come by and be honest. It's hard for me to express what's really on my mind, sometimes. This might be a little longer than what I usually post, but I couldn't resist the opportunity to tell you how I feel right now, no bullshit. I believe I'm way too hard on myself. I mentally beat myself up, over everything. I realize now that it really isn't healthy. Life is so long, and yet so short. I want to make it meaningful, for myself. I know that it will take work. I'm willing to put forth the effort. I really am. I'm not fucking kidding right now. I'm kind of choking up as I write this. I don't really look at myself much. Tonight, I have, and I don't like what I see. I need to change. I keep myself imprisoned, in a way. It's because I'm afraid of failure. I'm afraid of facing the imperfection of the world around me and other people. I don't really help others, not even one person. That's pretty selfish of me, and I hate that. I get angry IRL over the most trivial shit. There's a lot of ugliness in me. A lot of misguided rage. I almost never have the courage to just speak up. To give someone a hand. To do something with my life. Be somebody. I know I sound like a whiny fat homosexual right now. In a way, I wear masks to keep people away from me, from asking what's wrong or calling me out.

Move out and don't depend on anyone but yourself. You will start to understand what a hard day's work really means and why people who bust their fucking backs are so proud of themselves. Go out and make yourself smell like shit from working in a restaurant for 12 hours or digging ditches so you can barely scrape by. Every little knick knack will mean the world to you because that's all you have and you worked hard to earn it. You will put this childish bullshit behind you because you will have real problems to tend to.
 
I wanted to come by and be honest. It's hard for me to express what's really on my mind, sometimes. This might be a little longer than what I usually post, but I couldn't resist the opportunity to tell you how I feel right now, no bullshit. I believe I'm way too hard on myself. I mentally beat myself up, over everything. I realize now that it really isn't healthy. Life is so long, and yet so short. I want to make it meaningful, for myself. I know that it will take work. I'm willing to put forth the effort. I really am. I'm not fucking kidding right now. I'm kind of choking up as I write this. I don't really look at myself much. Tonight, I have, and I don't like what I see. I need to change. I keep myself imprisoned, in a way. It's because I'm afraid of failure. I'm afraid of facing the imperfection of the world around me and other people. I don't really help others, not even one person. That's pretty selfish of me, and I hate that. I get angry IRL over the most trivial shit. There's a lot of ugliness in me. A lot of misguided rage. I almost never have the courage to just speak up. To give someone a hand. To do something with my life. Be somebody. I know I sound like a whiny fat homosexual right now. In a way, I wear masks to keep people away from me, from asking what's wrong or calling me out.

Inb4 you masturbate furiously while crying about cyberbullying.
 
I wanted to come by and be honest. It's hard for me to express what's really on my mind, sometimes. This might be a little longer than what I usually post, but I couldn't resist the opportunity to tell you how I feel right now, no bullshit. I believe I'm way too hard on myself. I mentally beat myself up, over everything. I realize now that it really isn't healthy. Life is so long, and yet so short. I want to make it meaningful, for myself. I know that it will take work. I'm willing to put forth the effort. I really am. I'm not fucking kidding right now. I'm kind of choking up as I write this. I don't really look at myself much. Tonight, I have, and I don't like what I see. I need to change. I keep myself imprisoned, in a way. It's because I'm afraid of failure. I'm afraid of facing the imperfection of the world around me and other people. I don't really help others, not even one person. That's pretty selfish of me, and I hate that. I get angry IRL over the most trivial shit. There's a lot of ugliness in me. A lot of misguided rage. I almost never have the courage to just speak up. To give someone a hand. To do something with my life. Be somebody. I know I sound like a whiny fat homosexual right now. In a way, I wear masks to keep people away from me, from asking what's wrong or calling me out.
I'm going to forgo all the obvious jokes and just say that, from a purely technical perspective, this is actually one of the better things you've written.
 
I wanted to come by and be honest. It's hard for me to express what's really on my mind, sometimes. This might be a little longer than what I usually post, but I couldn't resist the opportunity to tell you how I feel right now, no bullshit. I believe I'm way too hard on myself. I mentally beat myself up, over everything. I realize now that it really isn't healthy. Life is so long, and yet so short. I want to make it meaningful, for myself. I know that it will take work. I'm willing to put forth the effort. I really am. I'm not fucking kidding right now. I'm kind of choking up as I write this. I don't really look at myself much. Tonight, I have, and I don't like what I see. I need to change. I keep myself imprisoned, in a way. It's because I'm afraid of failure. I'm afraid of facing the imperfection of the world around me and other people. I don't really help others, not even one person. That's pretty selfish of me, and I hate that. I get angry IRL over the most trivial shit. There's a lot of ugliness in me. A lot of misguided rage. I almost never have the courage to just speak up. To give someone a hand. To do something with my life. Be somebody. I know I sound like a whiny fat homosexual right now. In a way, I wear masks to keep people away from me, from asking what's wrong or calling me out.
Good luck with that. I look forward to your subsequent whining about the same old shit tomorrow.
 
He uses that "I'm only wearing the mask society forces me to wear!" line a lot. Does he think that makes him sound deep or something?
 
He uses that "I'm only wearing the mask society forces me to wear!" line a lot. Does he think that makes him sound deep or something?
A lot of nerds say that because they think it makes them sound badass. The thing is is that everyone wears mask, we act differently if we're with friends or family and so on. He's just using it as an excuse as to why he's still a fucking loser.
 
I wanted to come by and be honest. It's hard for me to express what's really on my mind, sometimes.

What a shock.

This might be a little longer than what I usually post,

It's not.

but I couldn't resist the opportunity to tell you how I feel right now, no bullshit. I believe I'm way too hard on myself. I mentally beat myself up, over everything.

No you don't. If you were ever hard on yourself in the past couple years, you'd be doing something productive right now.

I realize now that it really isn't healthy.

No you don't. You're fishing for sympathy.

Life is so long, and yet so short.

That's why you'll be dead before you finish your novel.

I want to make it meaningful, for myself. I know that it will take work.

No you don't. You're content with your current life of nothingness and jerking off to Molly Ringwald.

I'm willing to put forth the effort.

:story:

I really am. I'm not fucking kidding right now.

:story: :story: :story:

I'm kind of choking up as I write this.

Probably on a cock or a burrito you fat fuck

I don't really look at myself much.

No shit

Tonight, I have, and I don't like what I see. I need to change. I keep myself imprisoned, in a way. It's because I'm afraid of failure.

No, it's because you're afraid of doing anything, period. The concept of reality scares the shit of you.

I'm afraid of facing the imperfection of the world around me and other people.

Neither the world or other people are to blame

I don't really help others, not even one person.

Because people in the world don't randomly walk into the tiny little room that you lock yourself in looking for help

That's pretty selfish of me, and I hate that.

No you don't. You're a selfish fuck that doesn't give a shit about anyone but yourself.

I get angry IRL over the most trivial shit.

You certainly do.

There's a lot of ugliness in me.

There certainly is.

A lot of misguided rage.

Tell us how you really feel!

I almost never have the courage to just speak up.

That's why you have posted over a thousand times on an internet forum that is making fun of you

To give someone a hand. To do something with my life. Be somebody.

There's a reason you have like 50,000 Optimistic Ratings

I know I sound like a whiny fat homosexual right now.

>just right now

In a way, I wear masks to keep people away from me, from asking what's wrong or calling me out.

That's worked really well for you so far.
 
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