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Who loves ya, baby?
barty, you're frittering your time away being a perv when you could be stapling things to people.
 

luka

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But obviously the opportunities for conversation are very limited. Also banter can be good if you're in the mood. I did enjoy the pub for a couple of years. The theatre of it.
 

luka

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Two people or maybe more but usually two just trying very hard to entertain each other in the pub. Where you're both really Impressed with how clever and funny the other person is. That's quite lovely.
 

yyaldrin

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That patty cakes quote is it really. It’s always a game for me. I don’t have real friendships. I’m incredibly condescending to everyone else and this feel I’m too smart to engage with them honestly.
you need to be rich though or have a unique talent that you can live off while staying independent.
 

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Who loves ya, baby?
Two people or maybe more but usually two just trying very hard to entertain each other in the pub. Where you're both really Impressed with how clever and funny the other person is. That's quite lovely.
I've got maybe two mates I can do this with and I rarely see them, plus one of them's the worst drunk ever. Always blacks out and ends up ripping his shirt off or cutting himself or pouring a drink over his own head or something. An Oliver Reed-type.
 

luka

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My mate like that was called will sausage fingers he had a nervous breakdown he can't go out now. He was the funniest person I've ever met.
 

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Who loves ya, baby?
“…there is an idea of a sadmanbarty, some kind of abstraction, but there is no real me, only an entity, something illusory, and though I can hide my cold gaze and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable: I simply am not there."
 

entertainment

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I felt like I only really started to be myself, or be comfortable being myself, in my early twenties when I left high school. I still get kind of shy in some situations, but it's rare.

I was quite awkward around girls through high school. In the three years leading up to it, when you're supposed to start learning the teenage behavior codes, I was hanging out with two other friends, getting high and making hip hop beats in my parents basement, doing a lot of shit that, for me, purposefully did not involve socializing with people of the opposite sex. As the people from my class got further into parties and started having sex, I gravitated further from them, now having missed that train completely. Tried going to a few parties, burned my fingers and kept away after that, instead investing my time in J Dilla production techniques, my money in buying records for sampling or weed.

Don't need to tell you that weed doesn't exactly help a shy teenager who thinks that people think he's weird in the first place. At some point, I thought, it was time to try something new, the shift of direction prompted by the mates I was hanging out with starting to get busted for minor crimes, me getting hornier, and some of the more alternative girls starting to talk to me, making the prospect somewhat more interesting and/or achievable. Though, if it weren't for my parents recurrent attempts to push me in that direction, I might have turned there sooner.

When high school came around, I was still terrible with girls. I made a habit out of getting completely wasted at every party, being a cold, occasionally rude bastard, doing everything in my power trying to hide the awkwardness. Oh yeah, and I discovered coke, which did help. Eventually, I had some luck and started gaining confidence, but the three years of high school were a different me.

Being nervous and shy can make you narcissistic, I think.
 
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