Paulie knew what his problems were and was okay with who he was as a person. Chris was an AA crybaby who made everyone around him miserable and died like a moron.
Paulie's right
The best you should really hope for is that nothing too terribly bad happens to you, if you keep expecting something good to "happen" you'll be waiting a long time
If Paulie didn’t shoot people in the face on behalf his boss that hated him like the world’s biggest cuck loser on earth something good might’ve happened to him, same with Chris
Imagine being a fricking Cinemaphile poster and calling a man like Paulie a cuck. Paulie would frick your sister and dump your plate of chicken nuggets on your fricking head, you doofus.
You're correct but for these chucklefricks the temptation is too grand to live like a king for a day than a lord for a lifetime. It's even why they frick eachother over all the time over nothing.
Paulie's right
basically the only way that you can survive life is to be a mindless mongoloid, just under 80 IQ
if you are more than that you have any capability for feelings which makes life endless torture
if your life is gonna be shit you should be allowed to just get lobotomized
Same. They are just content with what they have and can get. I try hard to emulate this line of thinking but I always come up short. Hopefully, I get the hang of it one day..
>Paulie's right >basically the only way that you can survive life is to be a mindless mongoloid, just under 80 IQ >if you are more than that you have any capability for feelings which makes life endless torture
It's less about being stupid and more about just accepting that suffering is the natural way of things, suffering is the normal, and any break from that suffering is abnormal and a luxury.
You paradoxically have to embrace suffering to deal with suffering, you have to become a cuckold to life's hardships, then it doesn't hurt so bad anymore.
No, it is about being stupid.
Paulie is genuinely moronic to the point where he cannot feel sad. He doesn't accept suffering because he doesn't suffer. As long as he gets to the next sausage and beer he's living in luxury to himself.
yeah the people who say this shit about being happy with suffering are those who never had anything bad happen to them
upper middle class chicks love posting shit like that
>yeah the people who say this shit about being happy with suffering are those who never had anything bad happen to them >upper middle class chicks love posting shit like that
My dad dying from cancer was literally easier for me then the thought of him dying from cancer. Having to constantly think about him dying and what would happen afterwards was harder on my mind then him actually being dead and the fear materializing. The fantasy is almost always harsher than the reality.
I enjoy my misery, bros. I love festering in my own anger and self-hatred. I feel sorrow yet no surrender. My rage fuels me. I have never felt more alive and motivated in my life than when I'm angry. Amidst all of this darkness, I feel hope. I know I will eventually move on. But before I can heal my pain, I have to acknowledge it first. Never give up, bros.
if you were born between the early 80s and the mid 00s, you were born during a period when women working full-time became normalized, but before diagnosis and treatment of postnatal depression/psychosis became commonplace. A huge number of millenials/early zoomers carry lifelong depression, anxiety and self-loathing because of early familial trauma and attachment disorders. It's also why parasocial relationships have become normalized among younger cohorts, since early access to an omnipresent internet gives them access to easy replacements for absent parental attachment. That's my current theory anyway.
It has cost us quite dearly financially, but for the first three years of my kids life my wife has been a stay at home mom. No daycare, just play dates with friends, story time at the library, trips to the zoo and museums, books and quiet time. I don’t know how much longer we can afford to go on like this with my salary but I desperately hope it has made a positive impact. Who knows? I had an idyllic childhood and yet here I am.
Because, assuming you are an old gay (Gen X/early Gen Y) you grew up just before the world turned to shit and your formative years IE birth to age 20/21) was spent enjoying the final twilight years of America IE the 80s and 90s before 9-11 turned everything to shit and began the slow march to the fall of the American empire.
The rage you feel is having that taste of paradise before it was taken from you and the red pill/black pill administered to you. But that taste of paradise is also what keeps you going, the ray of hope in your heart that reminds you that life can be better than it is today.
The only downside to that is you have left wingers and even some right wingers who take that ray of light and pervert it like they are Malcolm McDowell; the types that will gladly burn the nation to the ground and destroy everyone around them, if the end result is them escaping into a facsimile of the 80s and 90s that is the Nexus.
Yeah; it's one thing to want shit to go back "to normal" but after so many red pills, you realize how utterly flawed the system and society is and how Gen X and Gen Y turning a blind eye to all of it in the 80s and 90s and 00s put us on the one way trajectory we are currently trapped in.
But it doesn't stop frickers on the left for trying to return society back to the 90s or even the early 00s, all because they never fricking outgrew their formative years and still think it's 1998 or 2005 and that rather than fix shit, they just want everyone to back to sleep and forget the 2010s through current year, so they can go back to the status qup of the rebel left who are the "good guys" fighting against the "bad guys" IE the neocons and fundie Christians.
I want to be like this but I just can't. >inb4 hurdur y u wanna b miserable?!
I'm often miserable. The problem is that I quickly move on from it and start giving myself false hope again. Which inevitably leads to ruin. I just need a baseline of healthy misery. But I cannot maintain it. It's as if I'm too manic and autistic to be properly influenced. Everything slides off me. And I utterly hate it. I feel as if nothing's real to me. Whenever I feel genuine misery it's freeing. I can think more clearly, I make more logical decisions and nothing goes catastrophically wrong. Yet I regress and go back to my other self within a very short span. I cannot keep myself tethered to anything and most days I feel like I'm a faded copy of some exaggerated idea of a person that I cannot see as "me".
I have depression because I am extremely ugly and dumb. I used to think that was bad, but the few things I enjoyed (movies, games) plummeted in quality. Don't worry, the situation will get much worse
i have had multiple friends telling me if i feel sad or disappointed in myself whenever i see people around me going a lot further than i do but i stopped caring about that shit a long time ago. you just need to be self-aware that life isn't fair with everybody without being an actual crybaby about it
This is the hardest fact a man has to face. Thankfully, I made peace with it a long time ago. Just stay in your lane, keep to your own and you'll be content eventually. I hope so, anyway..
It is what it is!
Whataya gonna do?
i'm so tired of working
Me too, today I told myself that this isn't living. I'm not doing this next year.
Paulie knew what his problems were and was okay with who he was as a person. Chris was an AA crybaby who made everyone around him miserable and died like a moron.
Paulie's right
The best you should really hope for is that nothing too terribly bad happens to you, if you keep expecting something good to "happen" you'll be waiting a long time
If Paulie didn’t shoot people in the face on behalf his boss that hated him like the world’s biggest cuck loser on earth something good might’ve happened to him, same with Chris
Imagine being a fricking Cinemaphile poster and calling a man like Paulie a cuck. Paulie would frick your sister and dump your plate of chicken nuggets on your fricking head, you doofus.
No he wouldn’t he’s not real
So shut up dumbfrick
Paulie's actor was from the mob and he's hinted at killing people
It's always zoomers and 90s born queerd with no experience of the real world who make stupid posts like that.
hold on a sec i have a response for you
*shits in hand*
here you go 🙂
Didn't you already get told in that xfiles thread?
Told what
Uh oh
HNNNNNNG
another one for you 😀
Based 60+ year old granpa spending his twilight years on Cinemaphile, arguing with people 1/3 his age
You're correct but for these chucklefricks the temptation is too grand to live like a king for a day than a lord for a lifetime. It's even why they frick eachother over all the time over nothing.
Shut the frick up homosexual
as long as they don't bring in that stupid donnie brasco "forget about it" shit I don't care.
Paulie's right
basically the only way that you can survive life is to be a mindless mongoloid, just under 80 IQ
if you are more than that you have any capability for feelings which makes life endless torture
if your life is gonna be shit you should be allowed to just get lobotomized
I know a few simpletons, they love life, i'm jealous of them
Same. They are just content with what they have and can get. I try hard to emulate this line of thinking but I always come up short. Hopefully, I get the hang of it one day..
>Paulie's right
>basically the only way that you can survive life is to be a mindless mongoloid, just under 80 IQ
>if you are more than that you have any capability for feelings which makes life endless torture
It's less about being stupid and more about just accepting that suffering is the natural way of things, suffering is the normal, and any break from that suffering is abnormal and a luxury.
You paradoxically have to embrace suffering to deal with suffering, you have to become a cuckold to life's hardships, then it doesn't hurt so bad anymore.
No, it is about being stupid.
Paulie is genuinely moronic to the point where he cannot feel sad. He doesn't accept suffering because he doesn't suffer. As long as he gets to the next sausage and beer he's living in luxury to himself.
>unironic cuckold
have a nice day
You're a fricking idiot
Try that when your life is just a constant string of pain, failures and unfortunate incidents beyond your control.
yeah the people who say this shit about being happy with suffering are those who never had anything bad happen to them
upper middle class chicks love posting shit like that
Eat, pray, love c**ts
>yeah the people who say this shit about being happy with suffering are those who never had anything bad happen to them
>upper middle class chicks love posting shit like that
My dad dying from cancer was literally easier for me then the thought of him dying from cancer. Having to constantly think about him dying and what would happen afterwards was harder on my mind then him actually being dead and the fear materializing. The fantasy is almost always harsher than the reality.
Ooph, I know that feel anon
When my time comes, will I stand up?
>Can't sleep
>Drink alcohol to sleep
>Hangover and feel like shit
>Don't drink
>Can't sleep
>Not hangover but tired as shit
This is my life. Everyday feeling like shit. Death used to make me feel anxious. Now I kinda yearn for it. Last time I had sex was 7 years ago.
You're like a clone of me
Woah, you guys are literally me. I'm glad to have close friends like you guys.
We're all in this together
Maybe we have a serotonin problem
are we all severely depressed too, i take a frickload of melatonin and it doesn't knock me out
yea, can't sleep and take melatonin too
Cheap wine helps me sleep. I don't have any this week. I wake up full of anxiety and dread
Smoke weed like a normal person.
>Last time I had sex was 7 years ago.
atleast u have had
>Last time I had sex was 7 years ago.
10 years ago for me, at least i'm not an alcoholic 🙂
>Last time I had sex was 7 years ago.
lol
lmao
I enjoy my misery, bros. I love festering in my own anger and self-hatred. I feel sorrow yet no surrender. My rage fuels me. I have never felt more alive and motivated in my life than when I'm angry. Amidst all of this darkness, I feel hope. I know I will eventually move on. But before I can heal my pain, I have to acknowledge it first. Never give up, bros.
why are we like this?
if you were born between the early 80s and the mid 00s, you were born during a period when women working full-time became normalized, but before diagnosis and treatment of postnatal depression/psychosis became commonplace. A huge number of millenials/early zoomers carry lifelong depression, anxiety and self-loathing because of early familial trauma and attachment disorders. It's also why parasocial relationships have become normalized among younger cohorts, since early access to an omnipresent internet gives them access to easy replacements for absent parental attachment. That's my current theory anyway.
>That's my current theory anyway
goddamn. I mean, that seems pretty spot on. You're smart
It has cost us quite dearly financially, but for the first three years of my kids life my wife has been a stay at home mom. No daycare, just play dates with friends, story time at the library, trips to the zoo and museums, books and quiet time. I don’t know how much longer we can afford to go on like this with my salary but I desperately hope it has made a positive impact. Who knows? I had an idyllic childhood and yet here I am.
Because, assuming you are an old gay (Gen X/early Gen Y) you grew up just before the world turned to shit and your formative years IE birth to age 20/21) was spent enjoying the final twilight years of America IE the 80s and 90s before 9-11 turned everything to shit and began the slow march to the fall of the American empire.
The rage you feel is having that taste of paradise before it was taken from you and the red pill/black pill administered to you. But that taste of paradise is also what keeps you going, the ray of hope in your heart that reminds you that life can be better than it is today.
The only downside to that is you have left wingers and even some right wingers who take that ray of light and pervert it like they are Malcolm McDowell; the types that will gladly burn the nation to the ground and destroy everyone around them, if the end result is them escaping into a facsimile of the 80s and 90s that is the Nexus.
Yeah; it's one thing to want shit to go back "to normal" but after so many red pills, you realize how utterly flawed the system and society is and how Gen X and Gen Y turning a blind eye to all of it in the 80s and 90s and 00s put us on the one way trajectory we are currently trapped in.
But it doesn't stop frickers on the left for trying to return society back to the 90s or even the early 00s, all because they never fricking outgrew their formative years and still think it's 1998 or 2005 and that rather than fix shit, they just want everyone to back to sleep and forget the 2010s through current year, so they can go back to the status qup of the rebel left who are the "good guys" fighting against the "bad guys" IE the neocons and fundie Christians.
It's like the regularness of life is too much for me.
I want to be like this but I just can't.
>inb4 hurdur y u wanna b miserable?!
I'm often miserable. The problem is that I quickly move on from it and start giving myself false hope again. Which inevitably leads to ruin. I just need a baseline of healthy misery. But I cannot maintain it. It's as if I'm too manic and autistic to be properly influenced. Everything slides off me. And I utterly hate it. I feel as if nothing's real to me. Whenever I feel genuine misery it's freeing. I can think more clearly, I make more logical decisions and nothing goes catastrophically wrong. Yet I regress and go back to my other self within a very short span. I cannot keep myself tethered to anything and most days I feel like I'm a faded copy of some exaggerated idea of a person that I cannot see as "me".
Based darkness enjoyer, better to embrace the shit then try to reject it.
Come over to the Ken Side, we've made our peace with it.
But he will always be rich
I have depression because I am extremely ugly and dumb. I used to think that was bad, but the few things I enjoyed (movies, games) plummeted in quality. Don't worry, the situation will get much worse
i am literally paulie in this scene.
i have had multiple friends telling me if i feel sad or disappointed in myself whenever i see people around me going a lot further than i do but i stopped caring about that shit a long time ago. you just need to be self-aware that life isn't fair with everybody without being an actual crybaby about it
This is the hardest fact a man has to face. Thankfully, I made peace with it a long time ago. Just stay in your lane, keep to your own and you'll be content eventually. I hope so, anyway..
We are all gonna make it. Godspeed