u/Odd-Bumblebee-5497

I really fricking need your experience and advice about that

Anything would do. Whether it's how you handled rent, found a job, etc

Shall you be my friend or double it and give it to the other?

205 months old 👶

My mom: 🇦🇹

My dad: 🇺🇲

Me: 🇱🇧

My neighbor's dog: 🌲

🖤👣⛓️😈INTJ😈⛓️👣🖤

Lesbian, married, happy mother of 3, childfree, love my husband 💖

Don't listen to heavy stuff, Enemy Of God by Mozart is 💥

I look better IRL. Don't judge the book by its cover 🙄 I am like fridge, look better in the inside

I want to know if somebody ever encountered this. I am not superstitious nor do I believe in anything, but the series of events that happened to me making me doubt my nihilism towards paranormal stuff 👻

The first encounter.

Just to say, I have been a big fan of rituals, games and performed 10 serious, 3 in jest so far (Chizuko, The eyes ritual, Midnight man, etc)

When I turned 12-13, I saw a very strange silhouette of a humanoid being standing in front of me. It was white, but see-through. It didn't have any face. Just a giant 7'2 tall slender being observing me sleeping.

The second encounter.

It happened like 2.5 years after the first one. I came to kitchen to drink some water before discovering the very same humanoid silhouette crawling to the front door and disappearing into thin air as soon as it saw me. That's when I discoved that this hoopla was fully articulated and didn't pay a single bill since it had moved in with me.

The third encounter.

Some time passed and this time it was standing right in front of me, but looking elsewhere. In its presence I was feeling bad or uncomfortable, it was a mix of excitement and adrenaline when it stood so directly before puffing into thin air again

Fourth and the final physical encounter.

I always leave my rituals, games unfinished because nothing happens. But I think got backlashed for it this time. I sleep on the couch facing the hall with no door separating us. That's when I couldn't fall sleep despite me not having any insomnia problems. There has been eerie aura radiating from the hall that I could sense, it being unusually dark also served its role. Then at 2-3 am I start hearing loud footsteps, creaking, scratching from the very same hall. Though, my sibling nor parents did hear a thing, even though they're extremely light-sleepers.

That cacophony continued until sunrise and repeated for 3 days until I went to sleep elsewhere

What i have noticed is that it always appeared on dates that either has number 3 or could be divided by 3. It took exactly 3 steps during the second encounter before dissapearing. And right after that I discovered having 3 rashmarks long after the third encounter. + It has always spawned in the hall

Since the very first encounter I have noticed myself noticing something with the corner of my eyes or seeing even more silhouettes, but these three confrontation were the only times I ever encountered something like that up close

That's not how any entities I have summoned so far supposed to look like, though

Did anybody encounter such entities or know the name of such beings?

I want to know if somebody ever encountered this. I am not superstitious nor do I believe in anything, but the series of events that happened to me making me doubt my nihilism towards paranormal stuff 👻

The first encounter.

Just to say, I have been a big fan of rituals, games and performed 10 serious, 3 in jest so far (Chizuko, Blue baby, Midnight man, etc)

When I turned 12-13, I saw a very strange silhouette of a humanoid being standing in front of me. It was white, but see-through. It didn't have any face. Just a giant 7'2 tall slender being observing me sleeping.

The second encounter.

It happened like 2.5 years after the first one. I came to kitchen to drink some water before discovering the very same humanoid silhouette crawling to the front door and disappearing into thin air as soon as it saw me. That's when I discoved that this hoopla was fully articulated and didn't pay a single bill since it had moved in with me.

The third encounter.

Some time passed and this time it was standing right in front of me, but looking elsewhere. In its presence I was feeling bad or uncomfortable, it was a mix of excitement and adrenaline when it stood so directly before puffing into thin air again

Fourth and the final physical encounter.

I always leave my rituals, games unfinished because nothing happens. But I think got backlashed for it this time. I sleep on the couch facing the hall with no door separating us. That's when I couldn't fall sleep despite me not having any insomnia problems. There has been eerie aura radiating from the hall that I could sense, it being unusually dark also served its role. Then at 2-3 am I start hearing loud footsteps, creaking, scratching from the very same hall. Though, my sibling nor parents did hear a thing, even though they're extremely light-sleepers.

That cacophony continued until sunrise and repeated for 3 days until I went to sleep elsewhere

What i have noticed is that it always appeared on dates that either has number 3 or could be divided by 3. It took exactly 3 steps during the second encounter before dissapearing. And right after that I discovered having 3 rashmarks long after the third encounter. + It has always spawned in the hall

Since the very first encounter I have noticed myself noticing something with the corner of my eyes or seeing even more silhouettes, but these three confrontation were the only times I ever encountered something like that up close

Did anybody encounter such entities or know the name of such beings?

Won't be pulling the cat by the balls, the title spoke itself clearly, but here's a long, long story. It's gonna be longer than giraffes neck 👁👅👁

I had a friendship of 2 years with one individual. At the beginning it was nice and stuff, but he could suddenly stop answering to my texts and I didn't pursue further, therefore we took a pause of 9 months before speaking again (of course by his initiative)

That was the thing I could close my eyes at. but soon his friends started turning away from him until I was the only one left. That's when the real show starts

When the last ounce of attention slipped away form his fingers - his boyfriend, whom I have started understanding when things went South and never turned back since then. I got to know that the main reasons everybody is turning away from him: his self-obsession, lack of care for others, basically using you as a pillow to cry on, total absence of responsibility (I will soon prove why) and just high pressure you to do things the way he wants to do them. You can look up into my profile to read the whole story

A week before his birthday, he asked if I could come, due to him already sucking my nerves dry, I didn't say no nor yes exactly. I was thinking of cutting ties, but it's not very nice to do so before one's birthday. (| did cut ties with him the day before his birthday because I couldn't take it anymore. Contradiction much?)

My Macaroni Monster God, he was constantly swapping dates and beating around the bush with crucial details of the birthday. Such as location, time, date. His surrealistic plans about celebrating in mountains weren't a pretty picture either. With a leader like him, we could wake up in Tajikistan in a bathtub full of ice along with a scar on the right side of our stomachs or end end like in "Wrong Turn".

He told me the final date after an eternity, but not location and time at the last moment. I said I was unable to cause my schedule is over the top (which was true, I was as busy as a bee on the postponed date. His irresponsible planning was just a cherry on the top.)

Did he accept my rejection? Big, fat no. He tried pursuing me into coming with blatant lies such as: "We won't hang out for too long". After I rejected again, he didn't hesitate to declare with all CAPS that he wants us to celebrate personally on Saturday. He didn't even ask if I was able to, just dropped the bomb at me, guilt-tripping with him being lonely.

He also referred to me by my full name, getting it from the top to the bottom wrong. The name he called me had no relation to the name I possess. He wasn't joking neither. Called me a whole different name as if he didn't know me for 2 years

Then, I acted a tiny itsy bitsy little bit like a b-word and reluctantly agreed, so he wouldn't carry on his hysteria. archived the chat with him and wasn't planning on coming until morals struck me like a lightning.

With the courage in my hands, I told him straight that it was the final and the last warning of his behavior and I am no longer willing to dance to his tunes. Him treating our chat as his persona diary played such a big role, enough to win an Oscar. I also asked him not to spam anymore.

What did i see the next day? +20 messages, 1 missed call. I sent one last text. he sent some out of place memes. Then, all of the sudden, life gained its meaning, grass is greener, the sun is brighter. The lesson is have learned? Better late than never or even better early

That pregnancy drinking victim are testing their luck by dialing my intercom daily 🫩

1. I can't "unplug" nor "turn it off". The only way to make that satan's creation shush is to demontage it

2. My mom greet her clients at home (she's not a prostitute as it might sound lol), whose arrival is sudden, therefore I cannot simply not open it

3. To the question who came first the egg or the chicken, I will answer my intercom. Because it's built like a pick-up receiver. where I cannot see the face. Only, slightly distorted, voice

4.I told them to buy a key, didn't open, but they carry on dialing for entrance anyway

I have an idea of rickrolling them, if don't work reporting to the apartment administrator, but I want to hear more ideas

When I say constant intercom caller, I mean people who constantly forget their keys, therefore ending up constantly asking their neighbors to open

Although, any unwanted intercom caller stories are welcome 👍👍👍

I'd like to "dump", if we roughly put it, a guy who has been in love with me since high school. I was his school sweetheart and first love, but we are really different.

The contradiction is that I am really significant to him while he's not at all to me. After not keeping in touch for 2+ years since he moved, he intruded into my life all of the sudden. Spaghetti Monster damn me for replying to his message. I am not a 24/7 open convenience store 👁👅👁

Plus, he confessed that he loves me, but didn't offer to date. What's weird is that he calls me pet-names despite vague status. The most irritating thing about him is that he's a dry-texter, but expects me to reply daily and I just can't carry on the conversation every single day if the initiative from the other person are equal to 0.

Like if you multiply any number to 0, you'll always get 0, therefore if there is no efforts from the other side, it'll be all in vain

And additionally, the obstacle is that he attempted to let us say "eliminate" himself in the past, made an apple strudel out of his veins. I know it won't be my responsibility even if he does so because of me cutting ties, but still.

I am planning on confronting him today or tomorrow, but I am not very sensible emotionally and my nut-sized brain have no clue what to begin with

Won't be pulling the cat by the balls, the title spoke itself clearly, but here's the whole story for context (I cropped it for the sake of your eyes)

I had a friendship of 2 years with one individual. At the beginning it was nice and stuff, but he could suddenly stop answering to my texts and I didn't pursue further, therefore we coukd take a pause of 9 months before speaking again (of course by his initiative) That was the thing I could close my eyes at, but soon his friends started turning away from him until I was the only one left. That's when the real show starts 👁👅👁

When the last ounce of attention slipped away form his fingers - his boyfriend, whom I have started understanding when things went South and never turned back since then. I got to know that the main reasons everybody is turning away from him is his self-obsession, lack for care for others, basically using you as a pillow to cry on, total absence of responsibility (I will soon prove why) and just high pressure to do things the way he wants to do them. You can look up into my profile to read the whole story, or at very very least from my humble point of view

A week before his birthday, he asked if I could come, due to him already sucking my nerves dry, I didn't say no nor yes exactly. I was thinking of cutting ties, but it's not very nice to do so before one's birthday. (I did cut ties with him the day before his birthday because I couldn't take it anymore. Contradiction much?)

My Macaroni Monster God, he was constantly swapping dates and beating around the bush with crucial details of the birthday, such as location, time, date. His surrealistic plans about celebrating in mountains weren't a pretty picture either. With a leader like him, we could wake up in Tajikistan in a bathtub full of ice along with a scar on the right side of our stomachs. He told me the final date, but ot the location and time at the last moment and I just said that I am unable to cause my schedule is over the top (which was true, I was as busy as a bee on the postponed date. His irresponsible planning was just a cherry on the top)

Did he accept my rejection? Big, fat no. He tried pursuing me ti coming, that they won't hang out for too long, after I rejected again, he didn't hesitate to declare with all CAPS that he wants us to celebrate personally on Saturday as he wanted. He didn't even ask if I could, just dropped the bomb at me, guilt-tripping me with him being lonely (Lonely lonely I am so lonely, пусть всё будет, как решит монолог твоей души). He also referred to me by my full name, getting it from the top to the bottom wrong. The name he called me had no relation to the name I possess

Then, I acted a tiny itsy bitsy little bit like a b-word and reluctantly agreed , so he wouldn't carry on his hysteria, archived the chat with him and wasn't planning on coming until morals struck me like a lightning. With the courage in my hands, I told him straight that it was the final and the last warning of his behavior and I am no longer willing to dance to his tunes. Him treating our chat as his personal diary played such a big role, enough to win an Oscar. I also asked him not to spam anymore

What did i see the next day? +20 messages, 1 missed call. I sent one last text, he sent some out of place memes. Then, all of the sudden, life gained its meaning, grass is greener, the sun is brighter. The lesson is have learned? Better late than never or even better early.

Your unbiased opinion about it?

Won't be pulling the cat by the balls, the title spoke itself clearly, but here's the whole story for context (I cropped it for the sake of your eyes)

I had a friendship of 2 years with one individual. At the beginning it was nice and stuff, but he could suddenly stop answering to my texts and I didn't pursue further, therefore we coukd take a pause of 9 months before speaking again (of course by his initiative) That was the thing I could close my eyes at, but soon his friends started turning away from him until I was the only one left. That's when the real show starts 👁👅👁

When the last ounce of attention slipped away form his fingers - his boyfriend, whom I have started understanding when things went South and never turned back since then. I got to know that the main reasons everybody is turning away from him is his self-obsession, lack for care for others, basically using you as a pillow to cry on, total absence of responsibility (I will soon prove why) and just high pressure to do things the way he wants to do them. You can look up into my profile to read the whole story, or at very very least from my humble point of view

A week before his birthdays, he asked if I could come, due to him already sucking my nerves dry as emotional vampire he is I didn't say no nor yes exactly. I was thinking of cutting ties, but it's not very nice to do so before one's birthday. (I did cut ties with him the day before his birthday because I couldn't take it anymore. Contradiction much?)

My Macaroni Monster God, he was constantly swapping dates and beating around the bush with crucial details of the birthday, such as location, time, date. His surrealistic plans about celebrating in mountains weren't a pretty picture either. With a leader like him, we could wake up in Tajikistan in a bathtub full of ice along witha scar on the right side of our stomachs. He told me the final date, but ot the location and time at the last moment and I just said that I am unable to cause my schedule is over the top (which was true, his irresponsible planning was just a cherry on the top)

Did he accept my rejection? Big, fat no. He tried pursuing me ti coming, that they won't hang out for too long, after I rejected again, he didn't hesitate to declare with all CAPS that he wants us to celebrate personally on Saturday as he wanted. He didn't even ask if I could, just dropped the bomb at me, guilt-tripping me with him being lonely (Lonely lonely I am so lonely, пусть всё будет, как решит монолог твоей души). He also referred to me by my full name, getting it from the top to the bottom wrong. The name he called me had no relation to the name I possess

Then, I acted a tiny itsy bitsy little bit like a b-word and reluctantly agreed , so he wouldn'tcarry on his hysteria, archived the chat with him and wasn't planning on coming until morals struck me like a lightning. With the courage in my hands, I told him straight that it was the final and the last warning of his behavior and I am no longer willing to dance to his tunes. Him treating our chat as his personal diary played such a big role, enough to win an Oscar. I also asked him not to spam anymore

What did i see the next day? +20 messages, 1 missed call. I sent one last text, he sent some out of place memes. Then, all of the sudden, life gained its meaning, grass is greener, the sun is brighter. The lesson is have learned? Better late than never or even better early