Overall at the moment I'm living a pretty boring life, but in my 20s I had a few moments.
I hope it doesn't seem too egotistical to post some of my life stories, just that I've had some interesting experiences and I want to share them, I think they will be entertaining.
Here's the first one...
The Crackwhore
Several months before the story I had met the only love of my life. She was a crack... whore. A crackwhore. She sucked cock for crack. Never would have thought I'd fall in love with a crackwhore, but I did. I wanted her to quit and she too wanted to quit. I never smoked the crack with her.
Then she's just dead. Dead from a crack overdose.
In my grief I decided I need to know what's so great about crack that she would risk her life for it. So I walked down to the rough end of the city, the north end, and started asking around until I found this prostitute.
I gave her the money and she went in to the house, but came back out and says we'll have to try again later, in the meantime she has a small amount and I had my pipe ready to go. We walked over to a bus stop and smoked the crack. She asked me if I like sex. I passed.
So she goes back in to the house later while I sit on the steps of an apartment building next door analyzing the crack high. I don't even know what the fuck happened here, something about her being thrown out of a moving car, which she was pretty casual about, it must happen a lot. Anyway there was no crack and I'm out 60 bucks, this was after I left my job but before I started getting government money so I was gonna need that money back. She volunteers to call this guy who's always willing to fuck for cash but we had to wait awhile so we went back to my place.
So she asks if I have any drugs, I say I have some designer drugs in the freezer. So we both snorted 2C-I and drank wine. Her nose burned from inexperience and she asked me to give her a nose blow job so I did. She asks if she can borrow my phone and goes into the bathroom. Right after that she's yelling "WAILLIN WAILLIN DON'T LEAVE ME!" and then leaves.
As she's walking out the door I yell at her down the hall all "Where the fuck is my phone!?" and she says she left it on my shelf. I said "oh shit sorry" but I don't think she heard me. And in retrospect I'm not that sorry, as she broke my wine glass on the steps outside my apartment.
I'm sorry the woman you were in love with died. That's rough.
The rest of this story sounds like something out of trailer park boys with just a bit more grit to it. What's 2C-I?
Quote from: Guybrush on Feb 05, 2023, 01:37 AMI'm sorry the woman you were in love with died. That's rough.
The rest of this story sounds like something out of trailer park boys with just a bit more grit to it. What's 2C-I?
Thank you.
2C-I is a synthetic psychedelic phenethylamine. Phenethylamines are things like mescaline and MDMA.
The Drunk Tank
I'm sitting at home in my underwear and a t-shirt, with my bong and my scotch & dr. pepper. I'm walking back to my computer when bam! The police kick down the door guns drawn. I say "What the fuuuuu..."
Apparently a neighbour heard yelling and a gunshot. I had been yelling over the phone but the gunshot must have been from outside or she made it up. So they get me a pair of pants from my room, put me in cuffs and take me to the drunk tank. Sent to the drunk tank for being drunk and yelling in my own apartment.
In the drunk tank I get more time because I won't stop yelling about society and my predicament. "I'm locked in a room with a drain and a mat because I was caught drunk and yelling in my own apartment!" For some reason when I yell I get a subtle German accent, I guess I get it from my mother's side.
I'm there until about 4 in the morning, then I get to walk home through dangerous downtown streets at 4 AM holding up my pants by the pocket because I didn't have a belt.
Got home and finished my drink and my bowl that they were nice enough to leave me. This was back when weed was illegal.
The Fucked Up Face
So I'm outside a 7-11 in Brandon on summer break from university when this guy comes up to us. He had beef with the friend of one of the people with us so I guess that means he has a beef with us. So he hits the one guy, then tugs at the shirt of one of the other guys, then he asks if I want some of this... And I may have said yes, so I may have had it coming, so he punches me in the head, I go for him but because of drunkenness and his friends getting between us I miss, he knocks me down, my head hits the corner of a phone terminal and he punches me six more times.
So I'm at home the next day with a black eye and a swollen lip and I'm elevating my cat onto the basement window when the darkening shade falls down and freaks him out and he severely claws my face up.
With the bruises and the scratches, people at work the next day thought I got beaten up by a girl.
Haha, oh man. So how long has it been since the last time you were in a fight?
I'm enjoying your stories :)
Quote from: Guybrush on Feb 08, 2023, 12:26 AMHaha, oh man. So how long has it been since the last time you were in a fight?
I'm enjoying your stories :)
That was the last one, 'bout 15 years ago.
And thanks.
Back to the first story, I'm interested in the woman. How did you meet? What did she look like? What attracted you to her? Did her appearance suffer because of her addiction? Did you try to get her to rehab? Did you find her deviancy exciting? Was she a good lover? Did she have a job? Did she ever steal from you? Did she have a funeral? Who first contacted you about her death? Was she black?
Quote from: TheNonSexual OccultHawk on Feb 08, 2023, 02:57 AMBack to the first story, I'm interested in the woman. How did you meet? What did she look like? What attracted you to her? Did her appearance suffer because of her addiction? Did you try to get her to rehab? Did you find her deviancy exciting? Was she a good lover? Did she have a job? Did she ever steal from you? Did she have a funeral? Who first contacted you about her death? Was she black?
She was the woman who used to live in my apartment before me, I met her at a neighbour's party.
She was very attractive, blonde.
I was attracted to her creativeness and intellect. She wanted to make movies with me.
I only ever knew her during crack days so I couldn't say if it affected her looks but I'm learning towards no, no facial scarring or anything.
We never discussed rehab but we both wanted her to quit.
I must admit I kinda did. I'm deviant too but, yeah, less than her.
I'm going to say she was a good lover but honestly I'm not very experienced so I wouldn't have noticed if she wasn't.
She had a job, retail.
She never stole from me.
She had a funeral.
Her brother told me.
She was white.
first time i snorted coke was in homeroom in 9th grade - a lot of friends smoked freebase but i never did - i remember them handing me the pipe and i said i don't want to - nobody tried to peer pressure me they just argued over who was going to get my hit
i'm not sure if they just called crack freebase or if it was richard pryor style real pre-crack freebase
whatever it was i wasn't interested in going down that road
Quotescotch & dr. pepper
you kinda deserved it tbh
just kidding- that's what fascism is - kicking your door in and dragging you off for no reason
that happens to some people and the cops throw in a resisting charge and suddenly five years - happens everyday
Quote from: TheNonSexual OccultHawk on Feb 08, 2023, 03:56 PMQuotescotch & dr. pepper
you kinda deserved it tbh
just kidding- that's what fascism is - kicking your door in and dragging you off for no reason
that happens to some people and the cops throw in a resisting charge and suddenly five years - happens everyday
It mixes better than you'd think.
It's true, I was lucky I was white.
Quotemy head hits the corner of a phone terminal and he punches me six more times.
did you suffer anything similar to ptsd
that's a hard beat down
Quote from: TheNonSexual OccultHawk on Feb 08, 2023, 11:27 PMQuotemy head hits the corner of a phone terminal and he punches me six more times.
did you suffer anything similar to ptsd
that's a hard beat down
Not from that, no.
The Synchronicity Car Accident
In high school I was walking to school from lunch with an acquaintance. I slipped and fell on the ice and these two seniors drove by and gave me the slow clap then turned down the next street. We then turned down the street and the seniors had slipped on the ice and crashed into a tree. We laughed and gave them the slow clap.
Oh I have another one but I don't know if I should post it... It isn't the PTSD one you won't be getting that. No, no... This one... My god this one... So creepy. I let myself into such a creepy fucking situation and I'll be honest the other party didn't help. Then my parents had a big dumb ass reaction to it, I was 14, and I'll give you guys that one too. I'll just copy paste this one from my full writings that you'll get eventually. The writings aren't all about me but my life story is a small little part of it. It's mostly essays blah blah blah off the topic. Anyway yeah such a creepy story. Creepy creepy story. You guys want it? I won't post it unless you want it because it's a big fat vibe ruiner but I want to show you.
I started showing people and now I just want to show everybody I'm addicted to shame just kidding.
I swear I don't want to share it because of emotional issues it's just an interesting story.
So yeah you want it?
Quote from: robhr on Jan 22, 2024, 08:16 AMOh I have another one but I don't know if I should post it... It isn't the PTSD one you won't be getting that. No, no... This one... My god this one... So creepy. I let myself into such a creepy fucking situation and I'll be honest the other party didn't help. Then my parents had a big dumb ass reaction to it, I was 14, and I'll give you guys that one too. I'll just copy paste this one from my full writings that you'll get eventually. The writings aren't all about me but my life story is a small little part of it. It's mostly essays blah blah blah off the topic. Anyway yeah such a creepy story. Creepy creepy story. You guys want it? I won't post it unless you want it because it's a big fat vibe ruiner but I want to show you.
I started showing people and now I just want to show everybody I'm addicted to shame just kidding.
I swear I don't want to share it because of emotional issues it's just an interesting story.
So yeah you want it?
Yes please!
Found your thread just now and it's an interesting read.
While I was never particularly fucked up, I did hang with a druggy crowd back in the day (also nowadays, now that I think about it) and did my share of substances (never crack or heroin or something like that, though) and a lot of this stuff resonates with me.
Alright here it comes. What the hell you can have my yelling at my parents too.
The thing I wrote about that my brain did after this incident, yet another thing fixed by writing this story. Just pop spark vanished. The miracle of writing, it helps you decompartmentalize everything.
The Elly Incident
So there was this girl on a message board and we started chatting on AIM. I was in love with her. She was sweet, adorable and flirty. And her avatar was that hot redhead from Xenogears and I pictured it as her. Eventually she finds out I'm a teenager and is all "I thought you were like 30 by your posting style, I feel really weird flirting with a teenager." This is where I find out she's quite a bit older. Old enough to have a masters in history. I convince her it's fine she can keep flirting with me and because she's so submissive she's all like "Okay..." One day I tell her I love her. She does not return it. I panic and am all like "I mean as a friend." Then one day we video chat and I find out she's ugly so my feelings towards her get quite complicated. Then one day it's my birthday and she wants to send me a card. So I figure okay I'll just be the one to check the mail every day so my parents never find out. God being God, the card comes on the one day I don't check the mail and my parents do. My mother is all what's this and I'm all nothing. My father comes home and asks what's up and my mother's all "Rob's got a girlfriend..." I read the card, it's a very long affectionate message about how great I am in her usually overly affectionate tone. She lives life as though she is on an empathogen, everybody is amazing. I hide the card. Later my parents go through my room and find the card and assume she's in love with me. They look her up, find out she's old, call the police on her in Texas, and now she has a record. Still pissed at them for that one but writing releases the rage. Eventually she did marry a younger member of that same message board, not nearly as young as me but younger. Then later one day I'm chatting with some other girl from the message board and we're making fun of Elly, I tell her the story like it's some kind of funny story and then she didn't like me anymore.
The Elly incident made me ashamed of my feelings and awkward with love. I know my love is creepy.
Ever since the Elly incident in the back of my mind I have hated and disrespected my parents, and this is only going to snowball. I love you. At this point you, my parents, may be thinking "We only did what we thought was best." Here is what you did: You misinterpreted a situation like you always misinterpret a situation, you thought I was helpless and you need to step in like you always think I'm helpless and you need to step in, you acted irrationally like you always act irrationally, you did the largest most unnecessary thing you could do, and then when the whole thing was over and I try to tell you what Elly's true feelings were you called me a liar.
Quote from: robhr on Jan 23, 2024, 08:53 AMAlright here it comes. What the hell you can have my yelling at my parents too.
The thing I wrote about that my brain did after this incident, yet another thing fixed by writing this story. Just pop spark vanished. The miracle of writing, it helps you decompartmentalize everything.
The Elly Incident
So there was this girl on a message board and we started chatting on AIM. I was in love with her. She was sweet, adorable and flirty. And her avatar was that hot redhead from Xenogears and I pictured it as her. Eventually she finds out I'm a teenager and is all "I thought you were like 30 by your posting style, I feel really weird flirting with a teenager." This is where I find out she's quite a bit older. Old enough to have a masters in history. I convince her it's fine she can keep flirting with me and because she's so submissive she's all like "Okay..." One day I tell her I love her. She does not return it. I panic and am all like "I mean as a friend." Then one day we video chat and I find out she's ugly so my feelings towards her get quite complicated. Then one day it's my birthday and she wants to send me a card. So I figure okay I'll just be the one to check the mail every day so my parents never find out. God being God, the card comes on the one day I don't check the mail and my parents do. My mother is all what's this and I'm all nothing. My father comes home and asks what's up and my mother's all "Rob's got a girlfriend..." I read the card, it's a very long affectionate message about how great I am in her usually overly affectionate tone. She lives life as though she is on an empathogen, everybody is amazing. I hide the card. Later my parents go through my room and find the card and assume she's in love with me. They look her up, find out she's old, call the police on her in Texas, and now she has a record. Still pissed at them for that one but writing releases the rage. Eventually she did marry a younger member of that same message board, not nearly as young as me but younger. Then later one day I'm chatting with some other girl from the message board and we're making fun of Elly, I tell her the story like it's some kind of funny story and then she didn't like me anymore.
The Elly incident made me ashamed of my feelings and awkward with love. I know my love is creepy.
Ever since the Elly incident in the back of my mind I have hated and disrespected my parents, and this is only going to snowball. I love you. At this point you, my parents, may be thinking "We only did what we thought was best." Here is what you did: You misinterpreted a situation like you always misinterpret a situation, you thought I was helpless and you need to step in like you always think I'm helpless and you need to step in, you acted irrationally like you always act irrationally, you did the largest most unnecessary thing you could do, and then when the whole thing was over and I try to tell you what Elly's true feelings were you called me a liar.
I don't believe we have ever interacted on this forum, maybe musicbanter but I'm not sure what member u were if so? Anyways, jesus. This story is tragic to read about I was audibly reacting to it and just asking what horrible event would happen next :/ sorry you had to go through that, it's so unfortunate that parents are often universally of this antiquated mindset of overprotection from "growing" dangers, dangers that are different but still comparable to ones they experienced growing up. And because of that mismatch, it leads to things like this where misunderstandings blow up and disbelief is creating in both parties. We can only hope to aspire as a species to bridge the gap and solve the traumas that our parents instilled in us, bringing us back together as people despite our differences. I know that isn't possible for all, some parents are definitely best not spoken to ever again. I mean shit, my parents are great kind people who I look to for guidance at times, but I still have my own share of trauma from their upbringing. People often are not aware of the pain they are causing until it is too late. Malicious people do exist though too.
I say that first sentence because it seems to me you are a very thoughtful person and I look forward to interacting with you further on here.
It would be overlooking also if I didn't note that, yeah while Elly was kinda persuaded to be ok with it, she gave in wayyy too easily to this situation.
Idk, even if she was really altruistic about people, that could have been blinding on her sense of like, things that are definitely not ok to be doing.
The person on the same chatroom you brought it up to I hope was more weirded out by the situation than damning of your part in it, it seems like you had little control over what was happening at all, shit I hate that for you :/
That sucked. We should definitely be mindful about age gaps because it can lead to power imbalances that can in turn lead to abusive and damaging situations but we also should be able to look at such constellations with a bit of nuance and not just by doing the math, panicking, judging and leaving it at that.
QuoteI don't believe we have ever interacted on this forum, maybe musicbanter but I'm not sure what member u were if so?
We have not. I'm not sure maybe I had a very brief and unmemorable presence on musicbanter, I went by robhr there as well.
QuoteAnyways, jesus. This story is tragic to read about I was audibly reacting to it and just asking what horrible event would happen next :/ sorry you had to go through that,
Thank you.
Quoteit's so unfortunate that parents are often universally of this antiquated mindset of overprotection from "growing" dangers, dangers that are different but still comparable to ones they experienced growing up. And because of that mismatch, it leads to things like this where misunderstandings blow up and disbelief is creating in both parties. We can only hope to aspire as a species to bridge the gap and solve the traumas that our parents instilled in us, bringing us back together as people despite our differences.
It's a shame misunderstandings can produce situations like this. I always try to clear up misunderstandings but the other party often refuses to see my side of it. I'm going to toot my own horn here, but I always feel I have a better understanding of what happened and the other party is still emotionally invested in their side of the story and will simply refuse any information coming at them that may change their opinion. It is very frustrating. Sorry, ego trip.
QuoteI know that isn't possible for all, some parents are definitely best not spoken to ever again. I mean shit, my parents are great kind people who I look to for guidance at times, but I still have my own share of trauma from their upbringing.
I'm sorry to hear that, maybe we can talk about it some time, I wouldn't mind getting to know you.
QuotePeople often are not aware of the pain they are causing until it is too late. Malicious people do exist though too.
I have another snide comment about "emotionally invested in an incorrect opinion" but you can use your imagination it's mean.
QuoteI say that first sentence because it seems to me you are a very thoughtful person and I look forward to interacting with you further on here.
I appreciate it, the feeling is mutual.
QuoteIt would be overlooking also if I didn't note that, yeah while Elly was kinda persuaded to be ok with it, she gave in wayyy too easily to this situation.
Idk, even if she was really altruistic about people, that could have been blinding on her sense of like, things that are definitely not ok to be doing.
Oh most definitely. She is far too submissive I'm sure it's gotten her into a lot of other trouble.
QuoteThe person on the same chatroom you brought it up to I hope was more weirded out by the situation than damning of your part in it, it seems like you had little control over what was happening at all, shit I hate that for you :/
I think just weirded out, yeah. But I kind of had it coming for thinking it was an appropriate thing to share.
QuoteThat sucked. We should definitely be mindful about age gaps because it can lead to power imbalances that can in turn lead to abusive and damaging situations but we also should be able to look at such constellations with a bit of nuance and not just by doing the math, panicking, judging and leaving it at that.
I am forced to think a little differently about age gaps as my father is 13 years older than my mother. Oops I got a 19 year old pregnant. But you are correct, there is most certainly a power imbalance that we must acknowledge. I will say that when you are an adult there is no excuse for a relationship with a child. Not that I'm calling Elly an accidental pedophile but she should have rejected the whole idea immediately.
It's a fascinating read,
@robhr , as all your stories have been. Thank you so much for sharing.
Maybe you wrote it and I didn't see, but about how old were you when this went down?
Quote from: Guybrush on Jan 23, 2024, 11:24 PMIt's a fascinating read, @robhr , as all your stories have been. Thank you so much for sharing.
Maybe you wrote it and I didn't see, but about how old were you when this went down?
Thank you. I believe I was 14. 14 or 15. I think 14.
Quote from: robhr on Jan 23, 2024, 10:38 PMWe have not. I'm not sure maybe I had a very brief and unmemorable presence on musicbanter, I went by robhr there as well.
Thank you.
It's a shame misunderstandings can produce situations like this. I always try to clear up misunderstandings but the other party often refuses to see my side of it. I'm going to toot my own horn here, but I always feel I have a better understanding of what happened and the other party is still emotionally invested in their side of the story and will simply refuse any information coming at them that may change their opinion. It is very frustrating. Sorry, ego trip.
I'm sorry to hear that, maybe we can talk about it some time, I wouldn't mind getting to know you.
I have another snide comment about "emotionally invested in an incorrect opinion" but you can use your imagination it's mean.
I appreciate it, the feeling is mutual.
Oh most definitely. She is far too submissive I'm sure it's gotten her into a lot of other trouble.
I think just weirded out, yeah. But I kind of had it coming for thinking it was an appropriate thing to share.
I am forced to think a little differently about age gaps as my father is 13 years older than my mother. Oops I got a 19 year old pregnant. But you are correct, there is most certainly a power imbalance that we must acknowledge. I will say that when you are an adult there is no excuse for a relationship with a child. Not that I'm calling Elly an accidental pedophile but she should have rejected the whole idea immediately.
Yeah, it was definitely wrong of her, no excuses there but it didn't warrant hysteria.