Feels thread

feels thread.

That's sad

[x] Doubt

A tear is shed for Frank.

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Gayest shit ever

Fuck off faggot if ur not here for feels then go crawl back to le edge threads

Hey Sup Forums would you guys mind If dumped a narrative I've been writing. It's not really sad feels, but maybe younger child feels.
I don't know I need options/suggestions on it. this is probably the best thread where I can post it.
>cont?

sure

Might as well

Prewritten I hope? I wanna sleep soon

Great!
I started writing this a few days ago...I felt like writing this due to past experiences that I wanna get off my chest. I'm also very new to this type of writing genre. (not done writing it yet, but I want an opinion, 100% percent open to suggestions and comments, that would help my story out) Thank you Sup Forums

I'll get started

A little backstory doesn’t hurt.

>I’ve known Zoey all my life having had her as a next door neighbor growing up. We’ve always been inseparable doing everything together. Our friendship consisted of lots of laughing and time together, late nights on the swings and long hour hangouts during the weekends.
>Our families were very close with each other, often bathing us together as toddlers. She felt like a sister I never had and I knew she felt the same way towards me. When we were younger around the age of 9 we began to experiment with each other during one of her mother's summer parties.
>After spending some time with her family upstairs Zoey and I got bored and headed downstairs to her room, right below the party. Loud music echoed in her room, as we felt the vibrations from upstairs on her bed.
>Her room was a little messy but nothing crazy. We sat down on her warm bed and started playing Super smash bros on her Gamecube. The heat in the room was stifling; well over 90 degrees.
>At one moment I started taking off my jacket, shoes and socks. Apparently she had the same idea, as I turned back from lifting my jacket over my head I spotted her in the corner of the room fully undressing herself into her bright pink and purple pajamas.
>I couldn’t help but stare since I'd never felt this feeling of arousal before, my pants slowly starting to feel tighter and tighter. She was completely nude, her pink skin glossy with sweat, as she bent over to pull up her pants from the floor. It was then that she caught me. I immediately felt my cheeks grow hot with embarrassment.

>“Give me a minute so I can change, then we can go back and play”. Embarrassed having been caught, I quickly went back to selecting my character that I would be playing. A few moments later, I felt the bed sink next to me.

>Zoey had quietly laid on her stomach, trying to get comfortable. We played a few more games and by that time we’d gotten bored again.

>Having the heat of the room on us we laid down together on the bed and talked about school, during which we still heard footsteps from upstairs. While on the topic of other students in class she said, “How do you like my new pajamas, my mom bought them for me” “They looked nice,” I replied, a little too quickly. There was an awkward silence.

>The heat of the room still slowly rising as I could see beads of sweat on her forehead. “Why did you turn away so quickly, when you watched me put on my pj’s” she asked curiously. “I don’t know” I said clearly blushing , “you looked very pretty and I felt weird looking at you” I said turning my body the opposite direction of which I was facing her.

>She jabbed my back ribs a few times before sitting up. “Come on get up! I’m bored and there’s nothing to do.” Quickly rotating towards her I said “ Alright then what do you want to do?” having my face still as red as an apple.

>She bit her lip and quickly pounced on top of me pinning my hands down on to her sheets. “Lets fight!”, she said keeping me restraint with a devious grin. I quickly turned my hips to knock her off her balance making her hit the edge of the bed.

>Just as fast she pushed me off her bed onto the soft carpet below. Laying down on the carpet floor letting it soak up all moisture from my back she proclaimed “You won’t get back on my bed so easily now!” ending with a expression of challenge on her face, but just as much exhaustion and panting as me.

>I sprung up trying to re-secure my spot on the bed with only a 60 pound girl blocking my entrance.

>I leapt on top of Zoey, her small warm hands pushed up against my body, jolting me to the side, Her sheets on the floor, pillows thrown all throughout the room in our effort to establish control of the bed.

>The windows in her room completely fogged up. We fought until we were too tired to continue, panting like dogs on her now bare bed.

>Zoey turning towards me with the pinkest cheeks and most exhausted appearance. “I know why you were staring at me” she quickly swallowed, “you're curious right?” I began to sweat harder, unknowingly licking my lips. she began pulling me closer while I started feeling her leg brush up and rub against mine. The warmth produced made my stomach feel uneasy.

>Our faces were mere inches away from each other, breathing in and out the same hot air. “You’ve seen me naked before remember and... I've seen you naked too… why was this time any different?” she quietly mumbled underneath her breath.

> I couldn't respond, but instead just kept looking at her face completely numb. She slowly extended her arm and placed it on my wildly beating chest. "Your heart is going crazy" she said putting pressure on my ribcage.

>"Have you ever kissed anyone?” she asked in an smooth delicate airy voice. “No… Not really, only my family” I slowly answered back. “I’ve seen movies where people kiss and lay down together, it’s something my parents don’t want me to see, they always seem to cover my eyes during those scenes.”

>Her eyes ever so slow wandered past my gaze and onto my chest, visibly I could see my heart racing as her gentle hands laid upon me. Feeling as if I would explode from the innocent young sexual heat or the regular harsh heat from the room.

>I quickly I lunged at her pressing my hand around her hot sticky face. Locking lips with her would be an understatement, as I quickly tried to recreate kissing scenes that I’ve seen on Tv.

>Her breasts not developed in the slightest, felt perky with her nipples faintly visible by her soft fuzzy pajamas. Carefully I started to insert my hand into her shirt feeling her hot sticky torso, reaching for her erect nipples.

>I felt a small solid bump on her chest and she faintly twitched, starting to breath faster, pulling me into her mouth, she began taking the lead with small smooches. In between each kiss we would exhale hot air in front of us and inhale it back in hoping it was somehow made cooler.

>A few minutes later she pulled me away from her and sat up on the bed, before I could ask what was wrong, she carefully positioned herself on top of my pelvic area as I felt her shake from nerves.

>Leaning down she said “*huff**puff*this should be...better*huff*”, she began removing her shirt while I ran my hands on the side of her hips, I then also proceed to take of my shirt drenched in summer sweat. She was visibly shaking in heat, steadily I leaned her head closer to mine and we resumed our young naive kissing.

>Our naked chests were now touching each other’s , whenever there was a harsh movement involving her nipples she would twitch and breathe heavy for a few seconds.

>I playfully nipped at the skin on the nape of her neck. I literally felt her melt to my body, pressed against me firmly. My hips arched slightly to her, and she pressed back. Nothing was said, a quick inhale of breath said volumes.

Ur writing like a novel, not like a green text. Good story so far tho

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>We could still hear our parents upstairs with their heavy footsteps on the wooden floor. I gave her deep concerned look knowing we couldn’t get caught. She then slowly unsaddled me taking my hand while we moved off the bed.

>We stood apart from each other, having our bare feet on the thick hot carpet. Raw instinct took over as we frantically started taking off the rest of our clothing scattering it throughout the floor.

>She stood there in her youthful immaculate form. Her blonde hair flowed down to the middle of her chest, her deep blue eyes punctured mine as they traveled up and down her body multiple times.

>She stretched her arms behind her back and had her knees gently shaking sideways showing light embarrassment. I could barely keep calm as I stood there blood racing from my frantically beating heart into my growing erection.

>Our eyes meet each other’s as we begin leaning closer and closer to another. We completely embraced each other with our smooth hands racing towards each other’s bodies exploring places we’ve never felt before, meanwhile my erection firmly pinned in between her plush, silky thigh gap.

>Zoey’s quiet blurry whisperings and moans rang in my left ear, her voice filling me with a curious sexual thirst. Slowly I took the lead, dragging her down with me onto the hot bed, we laid on top of each other surrounded by a warm, sweet, exhausted passion.

>Her bare chest against mine and our legs intermingled with another, hot sticky sweat running down each others bodies and onto her damp sheets.

>We both looked at each other unknowing of what just took place and kissed, having her head now gently resting against my chest, we sighed of exhaustion and fatigue. Zoey and I just cuddled together for no more than ten minutes, but it felt almost eternal. Noticeably the party's energy upstairs started dying down.

I wrote this in paragraph form not really for greentext'ing sorry about that.

Then don't green text it nig

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It's good so far, a bit too pornographic for this thread but still good

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>We both didn’t want to stop, as her hand started gripping mine harder trying to prevent my escape from her bed. I turned towards her quickly grasping her face while giving her one last passionate kiss.

>As we both started getting dressed again piece by piece, she quickly pressed herself up against my bare back squeezing as hard as she could and whispered "I can't stop touching you..." I slowly turn around and notice she hasn’t even begun dressing herself yet alone have any intentions too.

>I pulled her close to my chest and let all my emotions spill out, a trembling “I love you” was all I could muster out. Embracing her was difficult, knowing that we would go to bed later tonight wondering what just happened, wondering why we felt this way all of a sudden, and why we couldn’t express our feelings any other way.

>Suddenly we started hearing heavy footsteps down the stairs! Frantically we detached ourselves from another and began looking for clothing scattered all around the room. The steps were mere moments away from catching our night filled with curiosity and lust.

>As we quickly finished dressing ourselves we both looked up at each other, witnessing her bright pink face filled with such anguish and agony, made me feel dread for having to leave her. The door to her room opened up without warning as we still faced each other in front of a running gamecube system.

>“Come on Spencer we have to leave” said my mother in a soft tone. “Ye- ...Yeah. I’m coming” I replied still facing Zoey. I turned and walked towards the door frame with the looming feeling I was being watched.

>As I walked out of the room, I quickly glanced back, seeing Zoey where I was standing just moments ago, tears forming in her eyes… I continued walking towards the steps, feeling completely heartbroken.

Been told in other threads It helps with reading, I'll think of a better structure for it.
wait for it

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When I see greentexr I expect the style that green text comes in especially when its a story. Some of the greatest stories I've ever read were greentexts

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>As I took my first step on the stairs, I noticed that my left foot was wearing a bright pink and purple fuzzy sock.

Well that's all I've had time to write. I plan on adding more recent stories (teenage camping/Cabin trips,Birthdays and Hotel room escapades). This beginning story acts like a precursor to what I have plan on writing. I felt like I had to write about our first event to help push the rest of the story through. Any suggestions/comments?

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Minus the cigs, that is my exact situation right now. Holy fuck

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Am I late?

Guys, my whole life I've been rather emotionless and just not cared about anyone or anything, because of this I failed, I'm now 20, I'm just getting my GED, I just went to a job orientation for an over night stocker at lowes, I still don't have a car or a license, but I've finally started trying to get these things done, everyone (the only like 10 people who decided to stay in my life) is so happy for me, but the closer I get, the more sad, the more depressed and the more suicidal I get, why? Why is that?

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Bojack Horseman has a lot of hard-hitting lines. I think in that same episode, his then-girlfriend says, "You know, it's funny...when you look at someone through rose-colored glasses, all the red flags just look like flags."

i've been having the same feeling for these past months and i honestly don't know the answer to it all, except suicide of course, but i hope you find your answer someday.

Can someone please say hi to me?

That's me every fucking night.
>Very little social interaction
>can't hold down a job
>all of my friends are gone except 3
>even they don't hang out with me
>every time I try and do something about it I convince myself to sit back down and eat some more since that's all I'm good at.
>I don't feel in control of my thoughts at this point

You know the worst part is I'm just sitting in the dark in my living room, I recently finished building a gun, it's just sitting in a room a few steps away with ammo next to it, my biggest fear of killing myself with it is that it'll probably be destroyed

Hello

i know i can't fully convince you to not kill yourself because it won't do any good, and i don't know anything else convincing worth to tell you to keep you up from doing that, but i have stories about my heartbreaks and such if you'd like to listen and how depression and anxiety are ahead of ruining my future.

Hi man

Hi!

Sure man I'll be an ear

bump

Hey there

Hi! How are you guys?

i just want a girlfriend, I've never had one and I feel like having someone who I could talk to everyday, ask how it went, give a shit about me would help.

but fuck me ill just bump the thread so it wont die

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the thing that was a gateway to my depression and anxiety was my first story of my first heartbreak, i'll try and greentext as accurate as possible.

>be me
>be 15 at the time
>i wasn't as known to people from my old school, although they told me otherwise
>lived to be an average kid from everyone's everyday life, but had a few close friends and there to hang out with and do whatever reckless things we can do and most of the time just sitting around bored with nothing to do
>that's just a background story to try and cover up who i am, but the real story starts now
>got pretty in touch with new kid, let's call him L, he's always hyped at whatever things you told him and is a great friend to cheer you up although he can make you cringe once in a while
>L is great friends with most of the qt3.14s at school and i don't know how he does it, but he's pretty well known to be best friends with S, she's pretty smart, quirky, and great to get along with
>start developing a crush for S while we were becoming friends
>be aware that i have a "best friend", let's call him J, and that she's his ex from 6th grade, but i thought nothing of it since i knew he was over her back then
>i thought wrong, he started hanging out with us, which was odd because you can't possibly just hang out with your ex out of nowhere, without causing my suspicion

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I know how you feel right now user. It hurts I know, but believe me things get better eventually. I had to deal with major depression for 6 years out of my teenage life. 12 to 18. It feels like it's a never ending nightmare that you'll never wake up from, but trust in me because I woke up. Life is a waiting game user, you have to wait for everything. Depression is not a permanent thing in your life, it'll pass. I'm starting to get depressed again but all I'm thinking about is how I felt when I wasn't depressed, and in those nights where I sit alone in the dark holding my dad's hunting knife, I remember those good times. And I put the knife down, because there's always going to be new ones coming. You just gotta wait and see them. Hope you feel better soon user, good luck

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Yes please I'm still here

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Yeah I guess so :/

Finally getting out of bed, been lurking here for a bit, and I want to get some stuff done today

>few weeks passed, i still was in love with S and i noticed that her and J would have a moment from time to time, never really thought about it as hard, but i knew i had to hold all of my feelings because i didn't even make a move whatsoever
>next day they're dating
>everyday after school, friends would always come over to her house and spend a few hours talking and watching movies
>i sat there, while i stared at them or from a reflection of them, him holding her instead of me, i just sat on top of her bunk bed and cried without anyone noticing
>did this for a few more weeks and would later start coming home early from the hangout session we always had
>L was the only one who knew what was going on with me while friends were confused
>J was concerned for me and asked L what was happening to me, L told him everything because he couldn't hold it any longer for no one to notice, i then had a talk with J about it and told him that it's alright that they were dating, and that it doesn't hurt me at all, i just kept denying all of the things he asked me about if i was not comfortable with this
>another week passes, they broke up

shiiiiiiiiit.

I wish i could tell my friends why im depressed but you guys are the closest things i have to friends
>small dick
>fat
I've thought about losing weight and going to the gym, but everyday I come home from work I'm exhausted. I don't get to sit down at work so my 9 hour day is spent standing up and my feet end up killing me. It also doesn't help that I hate my job and that I would much rather kill myself than show up to work. 10-7 days I should just go for a jog in the morning but I can't even do a .6 mile run because of how out of shape I am.

I also thought about getting into something that would require me to get into shape like mountain biking because I used to play lacrosse. But it costs money and I already have a project car that basically keeps me alive.

I really don't know what to do Sup Forumsros please help me out

Cont.?

like how overweight are we talking? im slightly overweight, only at 5 inches with a hardon. gf isnt complaining, or if she is i dont know about it yET!

Keep running when you can, it's always better than nothing. You'll start improving bit by bit, just keep going

>tfw Sup Forums turns into /r9k/

I'm 5'9 @ 220lbs

>i was upset that they broke up, i was probably the only one out of the two that was devastated
>now months have passed, S eventually asked L what was wrong with me at the time, he told her everything as well, L told me that she felt horrible for what she did, even though i knew that it was my fault.

i guess that's the only fastest way to sum it up without having to type a lot, i know that it doesn't sound as worse as i probably intended it to be, but this was the gateway to my depression and anxiety, started drinking and smoking at that age just to distract myself but i would be sober for a long time and would start to contemplate suicide and such. how i'm useless and that i will never mean anything to a girl that i will love as much as i would love myself, i have another one that i cherished the most, it was the only thing closest that you could ever see me in a 'relationship' but i loved that girl more than i have ever loved anyone, i was there, early in the morning to greet her 'good morning' and would talk all day even though i suck at conversations and such (i'm not a very social person when it comes to talking with women and stuff), i promised her so many things that i know i will never do, and it pains me to know that i couldn't even touch her in real life since it was a long distant 'relationship'. but yeah, that's my pathetic story.

fucking manlet

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thats not bad man. im 6'2 and 220. you didnt say anything about being autistic so im assuming you can at least hold a halfway decent conversation with another person? how old are you ? also im going to ask a question i have never asked another man, how big is your dick erect ?

heartbreak story user here, sorry that the story turned lame, i just realized how that memory is a blur to me now and i could barely remember anything to it at all, since all i ever think about is negative things about myself and the people around me and how or when i will kill myself, thanks for reading it anyway even though it was shit.

>there isnt enough blood
>where is your god now

5 inches, im 20 and i have a entry level job as a lube tech for a dealership ive been working at for 8 months. not autistic just cant talk to girls when i develop feelings for them

Cool. I've been living off of ramen for quite some time now and my blood pressure is so high at this point that I'm seeing spots.

I cry everytiem

I'm still here man (gun bro) I know how that feels except mine wasn't a long distance it was a girl in an abusive relationship

My girlfriend left me for my best friend, now i'm a "best friend" to her...

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i understand what your saying man. but there aint anything wrong with you. im anti social as fuck and this girl came up to my work, talked with my for hours and had to pull me out of this shell to talk with me. that was 9 years ago. we actually sound just alike, except your a little shorter. but theres nothing wrong with you user

I haven't cried in months, didn't cry when my great grandmother passed a few weeks ago, didn't cry when my dad went to the hospital a few days ago, but I read this and it brought back so much shit that I've dealt with. Now I'm crying rivers. Damn it OP, now I gotta call my dad and tell him I love him.

i'm sorry that you had to go through that user, i hope that it turned out better for you and her in the end

thanks user

It didn't, I got a gf after a while, the gf got jealous and I was blinded by love and she said to stop being friends with her so I did it and I crushed her and undoing so crushed myself even more

Crying so hard right now. I don't even know why, I can't stop fucking crying. I keep imagining someone sitting next to me with their arm around me, but I look over and just see empty space. Fuck loneliness.

All's chill, I'm gonna try to break my no sleep record. How are you doing dude?

Pretty good. I haven't slept in a while, either. How long have you gone so far?

i'm truly sorry for you user, i really am, just know that you have us, trying to fix or break ourselves one feels thread at a time, i hope for life to turn around for you and for a great miracle to happen. i have to prepare to go outside in a few hours to actually witness the sunset rising above, because i've been holed up in my living room, talking to women who probably don't even love me as much as i do for them, hopefully i can accept that i'm only friend's with them and that i won't let myself be an interference in their life. i promised to draw them because i felt like getting back with my artistic mind once again. i hope you all get the things you deserve and godspeed

i'll probably stay here for a little while, but pic related, current friend i'm working on drawing.

Glad to hear it, man. So far around 28 hours lmao. How long ago did you last sleep?

About four days ago. Not feeling too well.

Wincest + Feels

does anyone have that pic of pepe looking into the sunset with greentext describing things that will never happen?

You should try to sleep, at least a nap.

Not the guy but when you have insomnia you feel so tired but so awake at the same time