That was my point. I get the impression folks here haven’t dated immature people before

Apologies for copy pasting but,

To be clear, this paragraph where I state that it’s largely bigotry and insecurity that drives potential partners away, it read as though it was written about me and my specific perspective on my dating bi people?

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Could you list a point I made that you’d disagree with? Aside from contraception use, I take that one back.

To be clear, this paragraph where I state that it’s largely bigotry and insecurity that drives potential partners away, it read as though it was written about me and my specific perspective on my dating bi people?

There are legitimate reasons for avoiding bi people in a straight relationship. Straight folks use contraceptives a fair bit more frequently than gay folks, for instance, leading to lower sti rates. Risk of infection is a legitimate concern and an awkward conversation in a fledgling relationship.

But, from what I’ve seen, it’s largely just not understanding how you’re meant to act in a relationship with a bi person and ingrained bigotry. Everyone is at least a little jealous, but you can’t remove your partner from the entire populace. Half is a big ask but doable. 100% is just abuse. Despite the world becoming safer and more accepting, we’re still dumb animals that ping ancient and irrelevant instruction sets, and ostracism is one of the oldest.

Moreover, it brings fundamental questions about your life and its long term safety. Why would someone trap you in such an unfathomably expensive setup? There is no reasonable answer, meaning some insane or horrifically unethical entity controls your existence. There is danger aplenty in your situation itself.

pic’s at least 11 years old, if you want to attach proof. It still rings AI bells in my head because of the scalpel, snipper combo

“Uunh, I’m cumming!”

“Hi, cumming. I’m dad.”

*splurt*

Those pants almost fit. Surely this is an edited picture

I thank god that Abbot and Costello and mash aren’t popular enough to be bastardized.

You might get an answer on !linux@lemmy.world. I had a similar issue and eventually returned a minipc because of it.

Real and fuck Microsoft

I don’t understand people whom’st want children

She all but stated that humanity is advancing beyond the wizarding world. There’s really no explanation beyond “wizards are actually very stupid and stagnating within their intellectually, and very literally, incestuous society.”

He is an obese man in the gym. Literally nothing more admirable than someone improving themselves.

The spray. The warm spray is what alerted me.

Have you ever witnessed what a hydraulic lift can do to a human torso? Your average stick of butter can only dream of understanding how cleanly a ribcage falls to such unyielding force.

At first, I reflexively sought refuge behind the car I was working on, but there was no need. I had no way of knowing this, but my friend’s chest had been crushed and sheared well beyond the center point. Ironically, he had been the only victim of his own arterial action, spraying himself in his final moments. What struck me was the fluid from the severed hydraulic line.

After I had finished hyperventilating, the rest of the day was a blur. I could hardly manage to focus on the paperwork the police handed me or anything else, for that matter. How could I?

He and I had taught each other how to babble, learned how to walk side by side. We had cheated our way through school, partied, cared for each other when sick or feeble, built our lives on trusting one another. We had lived together longer than most families, truly loved one another as friends. And then he was meat taking up space in a bag.

I don’t know how I arrived home, but I remember my wife’s worried face as I stood in front of the door, keys in hand at my hip. She tenderly hugged me but I couldn’t help but recoil at the foreign pressure. I dragged myself through the door frame and slumped against the wall, finally landing upon something soft at my wife’s near imperceptible guidance.

She decided that I needed to remove myself from the situation, from my life. At least for a little while. Long enough to eat and breathe. My lungs felt as though they had been stuffed with cotton, and I was nearly ready to tear it out when she placed a bottle of whiskey at my hip and turned on the television across the room. To be outside myself was the greatest blessing I had ever been given.

My son walked into the room, chuckling to himself. I couldn’t help but light up a bit at his mirth and purity. He was everything right in the world, an unblemished angel sent to keep me from shattering. My vessel could take not a drop more, and he knew that.

He spoke some words made inaudible by the tv and the ringing in my ears, before dropping his shorts and expelling dripping feculence across the ground, and shrieking a laugh that felt like drills eating through my ears. The same tone that rang from my friend in his final moments.

I was broken.

There are positives and negatives to both platforms. Lemmy has an abundance of information about Linux and memes about Star Trek but misses out on literature discussion and completely lacks the ability to recognize sarcasm. 4chan is a concentrated discussion hub where every interaction is seen and evaluated, but occasionally it hosts a slight hint of bigotry.