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The cashier at the gas station told me "Nah, you're good. I don't need to see your ID" when I was buying some hooch. (lemmy.world)
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I'm getting old.

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[–] 4 points 10 hours ago (5 children)

Being gay and male is also oddly an age deterrent. Maybe from all the sex and happiness

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  • [–] [S] 4 points 10 hours ago (3 children)

    Y'all are having sex and being happy?

    The fact I was buying alcohol at a gas station should let you know I'm not lmao.

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  • [–] 2 points 10 hours ago (2 children)

    You’ll meet a fairly compelling guy eventually. The trick is, you have to recognize that he’s into you, and not accidentally miss the hint and tell him to leave.

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  • [–] [S] 4 points 10 hours ago* (last edited 8 hours ago) (1 child)

    I already had a perfect boyfriend long ago. VENT TIME TWO, BABY!

    He was incredible. He was insanely smart, super mature, very calm, artistic, and just the kind of guy who'd make everyone in a room smile the minute you see him. God, he was something else.

    We met in a cafe and i basically harassed him into falling in love with me and we dated even when his friends said I sucked. This was when I was more of a reactionary, yes I used to be very right wing and even a Trump supporter, but he saw the side of me I never even saw in myself.

    We dated, went to plays, and did other things too. But one day he got a fucking brain tumor. I saw him fall apart. He got slower and his mind rotted. Simple things became impossible like driving as bright lights gave him seizures. I stayed with him. How could I not?

    He kept falling apart and I saw it, but are diamonds not beautiful even when they crack and break? I still remember the last date we went on as we went mini golfing and he barely could do anything. I didn't care, I was just happy he was there. I remember kissing him as he went to bed and found out the next day from his parents he never woke up. He never would.

    I sometimes feel like God gave me my perfect match just to take it away from me. I guess I'm glad I met him, but I needed so much more of him. I still need him to this day. I sometimes feel his spirit guiding me as, yeah I was a fucking asshole back then but he showed me I can be more than just some shitty fucking guy in the Army who voted for Trump. I can be anything.

    But he should still be here too to see what I am now. How much better I am now and how much I changed. Even if he changed and left me, at least he'd be here.

    Fuck man, fuck cancer.

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  • [–] 3 points 10 hours ago

    Fuuuck, that is the shortest end of the stick I’ve seen in a looong time. You might not get anyone like him exactly ever again, but you’ll find someone who’s amazing in a different way eventually, especially with your growth and compassion.

    You’re a good dude, and I bet you’re the kind of guy who’d make everyone in the room smile now.

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