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Looks good on you Milkehigh! I unfortunately can't fit in mine anymore. Gained too much weight and forgot them in the closet. Got my Okis up for sale on the market in case anyone is interested. 

Selling basically brand new pair of Sugarcane okinawa. I wore them once or twice and forgot about them in the closet. I would love to continue to wear these myself, but I have since gained weight and they simply no longer fit. Chain-stitched to an inseam of 32". Very light wear, no tags.

Straight Leg
50/50, Sugarcane fiber/ Cotton
Habu Snake Skin patch

Waist: 16"
Front Rise: 11.5"
Back Rise: 15.5"
Thigh: 12"
Knee: 9"
Leg Opening: 8.5"
Inseam: 32"

PayPal Only
Asking for $150, you pay shipping, CONUS only please.
Will send more pics if you would like. (sorry camera on phone is a bit blurry)

Selling my Wolverine 1000K Rockford Cap Toe sz 9D

 

Long story short, bought the wrong size on sale. Should have gone at least a half size down. Brand new in box with fabric and tags. Only tried on in doors on carpet. No Outdoor wear. 

 

Looking to get $275 OBO you pay shipping (no international) but can do NYC meet up (like columbus circle shops) to save you shipping. Low ballers will be ignored. 

 

Sorry for not resizing. 

 

 

 

 

This constant battle with my depression is getting harder and harder. Low self esteem and full of hate. Pondering getting back on medication or getting help. Maybe it will phase off? My thinking of the last 10 years...I'm still here though? Haven't gone off the deep end yet?....I guess depression is a disease huh?

(in the morning)

Babe I'm going to go for a run, do you want to come with? It's like a 15-20 min like power walk/ light jog...

"No, I'm like starving..."

Babe that's the point so you can burn fat on a empty stomach...

"NO that's like extreme just go..."

Well can you help prep some ingredients so that we can make omelets when I come back?
"no...."

Don't you want..

"No I'm just going to  have Trader Joe's Os" 

oh... ok....

 

 

Goes for run, comes back she's eating Joe's Os. Prep diced peppers, baby bella mushrooms, beat 4 eggs, makes the omelet...

"Oh is that all for you?"

Yup gotta get my intake in!

 

Finishes, sits down to eat... she goes to make 2 sunny side up eggs herself after I'm done. 

 

But i thought you said..

"I change my mind, I wanted eggs.."

 

(JUST NOT TO PREP AND AID ME/US IN MAKING AN OMELET, WHY SO LAZY) 

"it really took having a gym in my apartment to finally start going. " 

two weeks later back on couch watching every show possible off her Tivo

 

"wish I had a violin, I would totally play it. I wish I never quit it when i was young. I regret it" 

get her a beginners violin for her birthday.... collects dust. ask her what she did after work. Tivo.

just wondering why there's a space before and after every punctuation mark , thanks

ahahaha messed up, this du is in need of social communications help.... but no seriously home schooled du why are there spaces before and after?

ok anyways i think i used to be like you as well but to a lesser degree by far. I was nerdy and no one liked me but i needed money and worked a retail job that was SALES, they made you basically sell shazz, talk to ppl get in their heads to sell/make money. I worked a bunch of odd jobs that had to deal with ppl all day long. Computer Help Desk, Sales Cashier, Television Sales, Clothing Retail Store. I mean all those had me talk to different ppl all day long on if they needed help or was looking for something for someone and i would help them figure it out and chat it up along the way to get into what they need.

In all honesty that Retail experience was a drag doin it but going back i believe it taught me more about bein conversational more than anything. Not to mention having to talk to co-workers to pass the time in the dead hours of the store make some friends that way. Plus side I got discounts and found reasons to chat with good lookin gurlsss "may i help you (as I walk closer)"

Lauren Young, not the Filipina. This is part of an editorial on Vice.

Well maybe if you posted what info you got we can form a sufu interwebs estalk partayyyyyyyy, be like ghostwriter+hackersthemovie mash through the wire

lulz pixelated face. that train has already left the station caught fire and derailed sorry

guess someone got that name on her ? Man i gotta see her face... anyone?

hope this aint a late pass...

I am going through a large of amount of swings in emotions. I cannot get my depression under control and I feel all to often that everything is useless and futile. I think about anti-depressants sometimes, should I? Will this really help me in the end or will I grow a dependency? Why can't I come back to being right again? Ever since I lost my father 9 years ago, nothing has ever been the same. This lingering feeling of darkness where all is futile.

Lift weights, pussy.

i remember you being gym king. how are your workout these days? nohomo.

Truth to the gym. Its helped me tons when I was feeling down in the dumps. However lately I dont know whats been going on that I can't seem to be motivated in the gym as well.... am i losing it ?

problem is that what the other wants living area/location wise, I cant provide without a decent job.. Even with both us working it wont be easy to live without decent gwap. Need that cash money but don't have the educational background/experience for it. Plus these are sparse times to attempt to gain a job in the city with only sub experience for the last 3 years.

I'm afraid to take the risk of losing a good job for love and not being able to find another job since mine is completely opposite of what graduate college for.

If only you saw how money doesn't bring happiness.

If only you saw how sheltered your upbringing was.

If only you saw how much I cared for you.

If only you saw how I am trying so very hard to come back to you.

If only you saw how nothing else matters but love.

If only you saw how great this really is, will be and can be.....

my sister was with me and I only have 2 weeks before i go back to NY for uni so I didnt feel like meeting anybody new. what was really awkward was I could tell that the gurl and her friend was staring back at me and my sis

pshhhh DONT TELL Me you couldnt DO WORK in a span of 2 weeks to get it in and play the ohhh I gotta go back to school but when I come back we can chill.... SEE YA LATERS , even with the sister coulda just grabbed them digits and measurements and be it.

^ if she was cute why shrug her off bro?

Battling this revelation since elementary school has been extremely difficult. Trying to loose sight of what was once thought and theorized. Trying to forget the overall idea that we could be anything right now, pieces of bacteria gathered in a corner of a room called the universe. Easily cleaned by what they state is the higher being. Would it ever had mattered in the first place? Have we moved anything in that vast space? Have we changed anything? Have I changed anything? Would it have been any different without me? Sure, but the world will still go on.

I try to find enjoyment in the simple things in life, try to find the happiness day by day but the overall painting remains clear. Sitting under that big tree on the grass away from the rest of the class, kick ball it was for the boys and hop scotch for the girls. Listening to the wind whistle through my ears and striking the very chord of this dark understanding that I wish I had never heard. STOP THINKING, For it will only do me worse.

I have been aiming for one goal at a time, to keep the string going. However the goals are lacking meaning. I got off the pills because I did not want to be dependent upon them but every now and then I think what could have been if I kept taking them. I wanted to be stronger and say I can stand without but! It was them that kept the evil from within. I have to fight my own battles now. I have to fight this to win, but to win for what? They same ending to the this.... the very same in the end that we all face.

Ignorance is my suffering.

I am sorry for the babbling sufu, trying to find a venue to vent my frustrations. I have told my friend this revelation once before and he began to fail his classes until he began to attend more of the sunday service and stuck to the scripture. He has since forgotten what we had spoken of. However I cannot take the one vague answer as an answer since I believe that there isn't an answer. Why cant I ? This sickness I bear and I see that I am not the only one. I'm am sorry sufu if you have read any of my thoughts. I should not have burdened you.

Lately I've been battling the ups and downs of my emotions, rehashing this sickness I've been trying to bury. This depression, this disease, this darkness and feeling of loneliness, sadness, hatred, spite, anger, and other notions of which I can't seem to put to words. I don't know how to proceed forward, how to make things go right not wrong, how to earnestly choose which decisions to make that teeter on the cross roads of this story. I feel so alone, that everyone has somewhere to go. I'm loosing my mind slowly to madness and irrationality. Why are we put on this earth to suffer so much? I find myself questioning the overall meaning of being for anything. The universe so vast, our world so small, my world so insignificant. What does it matter. Why does it matter. Is it supposed to matter? I've heard it all before, you cannot have the happiness without the sadness, it is always darkest before the dawn, the sun will always rise but yet I cannot understand why it is that when the sun has risen that I find myself seeing the darkness around the corner. Forever from within and never out of sight. This mentality that I cannot rid. Why was I born?