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I feel like I ruined one of the best relationships i’ve had in my life. I’m 22F and he’s 20M; we met when I was 20 and he was 18 while I was studying abroad and met him in the UK. We dated long distance for a year and a half. Man. He was ******* good. He was SO good. Jesus Christ. He would love me down, he would tie my shoes so I wouldn’t trip, give me so many kisses, pick flowers for me, we would roll down hills together, play in meadows, run along coasts and paint rocks, go on trips, he would cook for me, clean, etc. all of it. Oh my god he was amazing. But. One thing bothered me constantly about him. He dropped out of highschool, didn’t want to go to school, and had only 1 dre...

I am 165cm tall male. It’s hard to find clothes here in Germany that fit me. I am still a student so looking for affordable options. Alterations store would also be helpful. Any suggestions?

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I feel like I ruined one of the best relationships i’ve had in my life. I’m 22F and he’s 20M; we met when I was 20 and he was 18 while I was studying abroad and met him in the UK. We dated long distance for a year and a half. Man. He was ******* good. He was SO good. Jesus Christ. He would love me down, he would tie my shoes so I wouldn’t trip, give me so many kisses, pick flowers for me, we would roll down hills together, play in meadows, run along coasts and paint rocks, go on trips, he would cook for me, clean, etc. all of it. Oh my god he was amazing. But. One thing bothered me constantly about him. He dropped out of highschool, didn’t want to go to school, and had only 1 dre...

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Good evening. Here is my review of the PRS Silver Sky SE in Stone Blue, purchased in 2026. Unlike my previous Silver Sky SE from 2024, which was flawless, this particular guitar shows rather poor craftsmanship. On the bright side, it has a lovely color, and the satin neck feels very comfortable. I also prefer the feel of the knobs compared to those on a Fender Stratocaster. The first issue I noticed was the nut, which is not properly installed. There is a visible gap between the nut and the fretboard, and it sits at a slight angle. Moreover, one side of the nut protrudes by about 1 mm. Secondly, the fret ends were noticeably sharper than on my previous Silver Sky SE. It was somew...

Good evening. Here is my review of the PRS Silver Sky SE in Stone Blue, purchased in 2026. Unlike my previous Silver Sky SE from 2024, which was flawless, this particular guitar shows rather poor craftsmanship. On the bright side, it has a lovely color, and the satin neck feels very comfortable. I also prefer the feel of the knobs compared to those on a Fender Stratocaster. The first issue I noticed was the nut, which is not properly installed. There is a visible gap between the nut and the fretboard, and it sits at a slight angle. Moreover, one side of the nut protrudes by about 1 mm. Secondly, the fret ends were noticeably sharper than on my previous Silver Sky SE. It was somew...

Hi Everyone, visiting your lovely city next month from the West of Canada and looking for some good men's clothing store suggestions. Looking for things similar to Scotch and Soda vibes. Also found Surplus Trends which looks pretty cool. Any other suggestions in the of $300-$1000 price range?

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I’m trying to put this into words because I feel like I’ve been living in a fog for years, and now that it’s over, I can barely tell what was real. When we met, he was 20. A stoner, sleeping in all day, playing video games constantly. I was 18 and already a manager at a retail store. I had responsibility, independence, my own life. From the start, the dynamic was off, but I didn’t realize it. He asked me to move in a few weeks of meeting me and I had my own beauty room a huge house and it all seemed perfect. Over the next 6 years, I became his world. We built his life together. his career, his routine, everything. And I slowly lost mine and my identity. Looking back now, I genuinel...

Why are maternity clothes so bad; both fashionably and fit-wise? Lots of Boho and Bodycon dresses, but seemingly nothing in between. Also - there is nowhere to try them on. You have to order and send them back which is not sustainable. If you do find a brand (online, they are all only online) that seems moderately in line with contemporary fashion (Barrel leg pants, workwear trends, etc,) the clothing is exorbitantly priced or is made of LINEN. Why are all maternity pants linen? I have nothing against linen pants in a vacuum, except that they don't stretch (not great for changing bodies) and are only seasonally appropriate temperature wise. What am I supposed to wear in the winter, ear...

\#fantasy #thoughts #tw suicide mention Thank you for your time! I hope you enjoy! :) <33 The man had been dead in the snow long before the First Hale fell upon the city of Sule Jourta. The weathering clouds hung low in the skies. Their presence loomed above Veyur-luk’s head. The taste of dry salt burned his lungs as he rode with the winged battalion through the Saundryian Icelands. The foxes' fur held up well to the bitter cold and bones sturdy enough to hold a (Firbolg’s) weight miles from home. Some chased side by side with him on their own beasts. Others flew ahead to scout the terrain. Iceflakes started falling to the ground at the first sight of his body. Steam rose ...

\[Previous story: https://www.reddit.com/r/ZakBabyTV\_Stories/comments/1rq2pu6/im\_a\_sheriff\_in\_a\_town\_that\_doesnt\_exist/\] I wasn’t sleeping. I rarely do in this place. Either it’s The Girl At The Door knocking, someone screaming two streets over, or the roars of God-knows-what drifting in from the fog wall. Even on the calmer nights it’s a minor miracle if I manage more than three hours of shut-eye. You get used to it. That’s the worst part. After a while, the noise stops being noise. It settles in. Becomes something softer. Like rain on a roof. Like static. White noise. That’s what the monsters are now. Which is why, when the violin started playing… I shoul...

\[Previous story: https://www.reddit.com/r/ZakBabyTV\_Stories/comments/1rq2pu6/im\_a\_sheriff\_in\_a\_town\_that\_doesnt\_exist/\] I wasn’t sleeping. I rarely do in this place. Either it’s The Girl At The Door knocking, someone screaming two streets over, or the roars of God-knows-what drifting in from the fog wall. Even on the calmer nights it’s a minor miracle if I manage more than three hours of shut-eye. You get used to it. That’s the worst part. After a while, the noise stops being noise. It settles in. Becomes something softer. Like rain on a roof. Like static. White noise. That’s what the monsters are now. Which is why, when the violin started playing… I should�...

**Prologue**     A watercolor sunset, it seemed, to Farrah Baxter’s edible-bleared scrutiny. Such psyche-scorching pigments—shades of aureolin, gold ochre, madder carmine, crimson alizarin, and benzimidazolone orange—seeming to flow and melt into one another, a soup fit for deities.    Her knit wool beanie caressed her upper eyelids, pinned by the heavy black hood of a sweatshirt she’d “borrowed” from an ex-boyfriend. Most of her pink-and-purple-dyed layers of hair were restrained, which suited her mood perfectly. Earphones ascended from the sweatshirt’s pocket to her ears, spilling forth Mr. Lif’s “Phantom.” Farrah loved the song, but not her current circumstanc...

**Prologue**     A watercolor sunset, it seemed, to Farrah Baxter’s edible-bleared scrutiny. Such psyche-scorching pigments—shades of aureolin, gold ochre, madder carmine, crimson alizarin, and benzimidazolone orange—seeming to flow and melt into one another, a soup fit for deities.    Her knit wool beanie caressed her upper eyelids, pinned by the heavy black hood of a sweatshirt she’d “borrowed” from an ex-boyfriend. Most of her pink-and-purple-dyed layers of hair were restrained, which suited her mood perfectly. Earphones ascended from the sweatshirt’s pocket to her ears, spilling forth Mr. Lif’s “Phantom.” Farrah loved the song, but not her current circumstanc...

**Prologue**     A watercolor sunset, it seemed, to Farrah Baxter’s edible-bleared scrutiny. Such psyche-scorching pigments—shades of aureolin, gold ochre, madder carmine, crimson alizarin, and benzimidazolone orange—seeming to flow and melt into one another, a soup fit for deities.    Her knit wool beanie caressed her upper eyelids, pinned by the heavy black hood of a sweatshirt she’d “borrowed” from an ex-boyfriend. Most of her pink-and-purple-dyed layers of hair were restrained, which suited her mood perfectly. Earphones ascended from the sweatshirt’s pocket to her ears, spilling forth Mr. Lif’s “Phantom.” Farrah loved the song, but not her current circumstanc...

\[Previous story: https://www.reddit.com/r/ZakBabyTV\_Stories/comments/1rq2pu6/im\_a\_sheriff\_in\_a\_town\_that\_doesnt\_exist/\] I wasn’t sleeping. I rarely do in this place. Either it’s The Girl At The Door knocking, someone screaming two streets over, or the roars of God-knows-what drifting in from the fog wall. Even on the calmer nights it’s a minor miracle if I manage more than three hours of shut-eye. You get used to it. That’s the worst part. After a while, the noise stops being noise. It settles in. Becomes something softer. Like rain on a roof. Like static. White noise. That’s what the monsters are now. Which is why, when the violin started playing… I shoul...

**Prologue**     A watercolor sunset, it seemed, to Farrah Baxter’s edible-bleared scrutiny. Such psyche-scorching pigments—shades of aureolin, gold ochre, madder carmine, crimson alizarin, and benzimidazolone orange—seeming to flow and melt into one another, a soup fit for deities.    Her knit wool beanie caressed her upper eyelids, pinned by the heavy black hood of a sweatshirt she’d “borrowed” from an ex-boyfriend. Most of her pink-and-purple-dyed layers of hair were restrained, which suited her mood perfectly. Earphones ascended from the sweatshirt’s pocket to her ears, spilling forth Mr. Lif’s “Phantom.” Farrah loved the song, but not her current circumstanc...