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DrunkGecko
Formerly known as StaticSkull. Ligma borthole.

Skarlet Octavia @DrunkGecko

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Brappenwurst College

Hell, Norway

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I think I have a girlfriend now

Posted by DrunkGecko - May 5th, 2023


First wholesome newspoast in... ever I think.

Yeah there's a girl at work that I think is really cool. With the same retard humor as me.

For a very long time I just avoided asking her out because we're coworkers. But if there's anything I've learned from the mental hospital, it's that my life is just gonna stay shitty without taking risks for my happiness.

So I asked her today, it took me like 4 straight minutes to get the fucking words out. And she said yes.

And now I can't be near her without having a giant shit eating grin on my face.

I feel so happy and I'm not used to that.

It feels so foreign to me.

But still feels nice

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Congratulations! You get bitches!

Yooo

I’m happy for you man

I have a heart boner

So fucking happy for u

Go Gecko go Gecko go

ultimate rizz congrats dude

Ayy, congrats! You now have bitches and it's also the same place as you work
Now protect her is your job

own that shit dg

The DrunkGecko redemption arc is beginning

Red Rocket Redemption

Congrat!

Congrats!

also turns out i dont have schizophrenia. its ptsd. Edit: NVM Idk wtf to believe when my brain is still telling me to kill myself. Jesus Christ fuck this shit. How hard is it to diagnose correctly so I can not fucking hate my life

good for you man im glad your finally feeling happy

good on you for learning to shitpost in RL lol, just keep enjoying your life

Wow that didn't last long. I get attached way to much and way to fast. And I can't get any answers as to why. It's been 22 years and nobody can tell me what's causing these problems. If I don't know what's wrong with me, I don't know what to fix. And if I don't know what to fix, then I can't fix it. So I remain broken and everyone judges me for not fixing it. But I can't fix it. And I don't know how to explain that to people, so I just look like a pathetic crybaby. And people assume that I'm just looking for reasons to be sad. Nobody enjoys crying. Nobody enjoys panic attacks. Nobody enjoys despair. Why would I?