There's nothing to do. Nobody to talk to. Nothing to experience in my prison-neighbourhood. I live in a multi dimensional prison and I'm slowly going insane. This thread will die while some faggot self improvement/coomer thread will hit bump limit.
Just share personal stories and feels in this thread I guess.
I am Muslim. When I was little, I had a little golf club and a little platform with a hole in it, and I also had balls. I tried to put the ball in the hole but I couldn't. So, I had an idea: I asked the Prophet Muhammad for help to help me put the ball in the hole but it didn't work…and then I had another idea, I I asked Jesus to help me put the ball in the hole. To my great surprise, I succeeded. Then I asked the Prophet Muhammad but it only worked when I asked Jesus. I was afraid it would make me Christian, so I stopped. It makes me a little scared and a weird feeling. weird memory
>>294766 I always had a connection to Russia. I'm East European myself (Hungarian) but Russia just seems like my homeland: it's depressing, poor and corrupt, rife with alcoholism/drug addiction (specifically opiates) deathly cold winters and surrounded by forests. I feel the spirit of my ancestors when I'm in the woods, it's calming and forces me to deeply respect it. It's sad the state Russia is in right now.
I watch this one guy doing RE 4 speedruns for many years. I don't come often, but it always keeps me calm. He is close to my age. Till this day, he didn't change his manners, his stream outlook. It calms me down. I am mostly a lurker though. But it calms me down seeing that this man never changes his ways. There's nothing quite like it.