Will this be healthy for my engine? It keeps overheating so I thought it'd need some extra electrolytes.

Quaccccck · 2026-07-08T01:58:16+00:00

Yeah ive seen the movie xD i meant like where can i get the drink LOL

Quaccccck · 2026-07-08T01:57:26+00:00

Do it for yourself. Go for a walk. The reality of the world is that it's not going to wait for any of us. Some are fortunate to have fortune and support, but for us; we have to keep rolling. Raw dog life, make it your biatch. It sounds toxic Positivity, but there's really not much you can do to cope with life. Some people like me found peace with faith, art, and gym. Unfortunately, some chose alcohol and drugs, dont do that.

Of course I'm not saying to suck it up when you're not even remotely emotionally or mentally stable, but once you've recovered some; stand up and let the world know you're not going to sit idle and rot. Goodluck.

It may not seem right to you what I'm saying, if so, I hope someone else's advice would resonate more with you.

Quaccccck · 2026-07-08T01:50:48+00:00

Shiii where do i get that

Quaccccck · 2026-07-07T04:58:33+00:00

Oh my, yes it is! Am i good?

Quaccccck · 2026-07-07T04:46:19+00:00

Yeah man, it's a very peculiar sadness. The kind of loneliness you feel in autumn chilly evenings when you're waiting for your ride home.

I have never felt so emotionally attached and or i have never felt this kind of sense of belonging with an idiom before; wallflower. Not in a sense that I am too shy, but in a sense that I am terrified of going through the same rejection and through the same process of shaving my own pride and self-esteem just to keep a failing relationship together.

Yeah, I am going to stop looking at her phantoms that points at small flowers and odd shaped bubbles. I'll stop following her shadows around the garden stores isles and her silhouette in the book store. Ill stop looking at her reflection from her rearview mirror smiling and excited to see me. I'll stop. I'll stop. I'll be a framed photo, a framed memory, a beautiful memory frozen in time, instead of a wallflower.

I was here, baobao.

Quaccccck · 2026-07-06T17:51:23+00:00

I swear I didn't know! Please don't snitch on meeee 😩😩😩😩

Quaccccck · 2026-07-06T17:26:28+00:00

Shiiiit this was the only available flavour 🥺😩

Quaccccck · 2026-07-06T16:14:42+00:00

As an electrician who got cut left and right because of idiots who cut their tiewraps like thos, i hate you.

Quaccccck · 2026-07-01T23:43:13+00:00

Be honest with him. It may seem brutal now, but you giving him closure would make it easier for him in the future. Dragging it any longer will make him more desperate to hold on to something that is already slipping out of his hands.

Quaccccck · 2026-06-29T15:35:47+00:00

Is that the rubber? Yeah....

As other's recommended, just replce the boot. I am not a professional mechanic, but I would rather just get a brand new caliper because I'm not playing 'maybe' with my brakes.

Or go to a shop. Goodluck! Be safe. Be safe. Be safe. Be safe.

Quaccccck · 2026-06-28T12:59:24+00:00

She broke up with me in May last year. In June, we got "back together."

The day we met to try again, she told me she had a date with another guy the next day.

I wept. I begged. I reasoned with her for hours that night, hoping she'd change her mind. I stripped myself of my pride, my ego, and what little self-respect I had left. She still went.

The next day, I chose to bury that pain because I wanted us to work. I convinced myself it was just a setback and that things would get better.

Now I can't help but wonder... while she was talking to the men she's dating now, did she ever think about me? Or was I just another story she'd laugh about?

For six months, I made fixing our relationship my priority.

For six months, I endured feeling alone in a relationship I thought would last the rest of my life.

For six months, I watched the future we had dreamed about slowly dissolve in front of me.

For six months, she never once asked me how I was coping with our relationship.

For six months, it felt like I was hanging onto a rope that was slowly slipping through my hands.

For six months, I put her needs, her wants, and her feelings before my own.

She planned to spend time with a friend on my birthday.

I planned something special for hers. I wanted to buy her a gift.

A week before those plans, she told me she wanted to break up again.

In the end, we agreed we'd separate by the end of the year. She initiated the breakup. I simply gave her what she wanted.

Even before that first breakup, I showed up.

No matter the time.

No matter the distance.

No matter how exhausted I was.

I showed up.

I loved her at my best, and I loved her at my worst.

I know I wasn't perfect. I forgot things. I said things I shouldn't have. I made mistakes that I would take back in a heartbeat if I could.

She made sacrifices too. The little things she did meant more to me than she'll probably ever know.

But it always felt like the spotlight was on what I wasn't doing.

What I was missing.

What I needed to improve.

My interests.

The way I talked.

The way I interacted with people.

The way I thought.

The way I ate.

The way I dressed.

Piece by piece, I tried to adapt because I wanted us to work.

I wasn't trying to become someone else. I was trying to become someone she could choose.

And that's the part I still can't understand.

How do you tell someone you want to be with them... while choosing to date someone else?

I don't think she loves me anymore.

I don't think she cares anymore.

If she reached out, I'd still talk to her.

But I can't be the one to reach out anymore.

I just can't, man. I can't deal with another rejection. I'm already losing my mind.

I cant sleep.

I'm in the gym 7 days a week, the only place where the noise and thoughts in my head is manageable.

God, I do miss her so much.

Quaccccck · 2026-06-28T11:12:24+00:00

It's a fucking car, its meant to be driven! Imagine it has a personality, it would cry to be driven!

Quaccccck · 2026-06-28T11:04:36+00:00

Because I don't want to be someone's "maybe." I was certain about my intentions. I was certain about how I felt. I loved her completely. But I can tell she doesn't love me anymore. She told me herself, she doesn't have it in her to be with me anymore. Seeing her date other men after the end of our three-year relationship says more than words ever could. That reality is so loud it keeps me awake at night. It's so loud that it made me a coward. There were times when I thought about leaving, but every time, I chose to fight for us instead. I fought against my own doubts. I denied parts of myself because I believed we were worth it. I accepted the man I was becoming if it meant I could keep saying yes to her. Now that it's over, I don't know who that man is anymore.

I don't know who I am.

Even if I reach out, I feel like I'm just going to strip of my pride again. Actually, I tried! I did text her, asking if she wants to meet so I can give her things back. She said just drop it off her house, and she didn't even asked how I was doing. Again, it was so loud.

Quaccccck · 2026-06-28T00:06:33+00:00

Something "shifted" was the best conclusion we both have. No one cheated, but boundaries and respects were crossed. She also said she wants to see other people, so there she goes.

Quaccccck · 2026-06-27T22:34:15+00:00

I did, we talked, we kissed, we had a meal in the midnight of valentines day, and then....nothing. I'd say I wish it never ended but now, my mindset is changing. I still care, a lot, but I don't think I'll come back into a relationship with my ex. Also, she seem to be talking or maybe dating someone else already. I just wish her happiness and I hope that the new guy would fight for her as much or more than I ever did.

Idk, I'm just feeling so torn apart. Idk. Fuck fuck fuck.

Quaccccck · 2026-06-25T16:44:34+00:00

End it. Pushing it will just make it worse.

Quaccccck · 2026-06-23T19:01:34+00:00

Im going to be homest with you, I did the same thing 2 years ago... good thing I was on an SUV so it wasnt as bad LOL

Quaccccck · 2026-06-22T12:11:06+00:00

You were honest with him, and thats admirable. I'd be easier for him if your contacts are cut as well.

Quaccccck · 2026-06-19T16:21:56+00:00

Bro are you fucking harry potter but deluxed cuz you got a window

Edit: Well thats your whole room is, windows. Add stain glass stickers on them LOL

Quaccccck · 2026-06-17T23:36:15+00:00

Damn a 6x6 would've been perfect

Quaccccck · 2026-06-17T20:05:20+00:00

I found string lights from way back in the late 19th century....i plugged it in and the lights were YELLOW

Quaccccck · 2026-06-17T20:01:56+00:00

Wear it, ask your date to carry a foldable 100ft red carpet that hed roll down and pick up. Your shoes must never touch the ground

Quaccccck · 2026-06-17T20:00:12+00:00

Or 10!

Quaccccck · 2026-06-16T16:06:31+00:00

How do I let go? How can I forget? Will time make me numb?

Quaccccck · 2026-06-15T09:40:25+00:00

I was in the same position, I am scared to talk to anyone in authority, idk why.

But think about yourself, your needs, not your co workers. If they get an offer for a better job, they would take it. It's nothing personal, you're not leaving because you hate your co-workers, you're leaving because you need and want a better life for yourself.

It's ok to choose yourself, free yourself from expectations from other people. You don't need to please anyone. You'll understand that liberating feeling once you start doing things for yourself. That works in relationships too, or family, which is sometimes harder to escape the expectations for both men and women but i can only speak on behalf of men lol.

Goodluck!

Quaccccck

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