/ck/ - Food & Cooking

>>10600668
i can't even look at it, can't even think about it, it's fucking savage. i post this pic because it reminds me of the years of trudging to the shop in withdrawal every fucking morning to get more vodka. for months it was all i'd remember because everything else was blackout. i'd wake, do the journey, often in puke-covered pyjamas, black out and wake up what felt like an hour later, having to start again. i will commit suicide if i find myself living like that again. even have the pills ready just incase.

>>10580389
Oh and this pic helps. I can feel the nausea, hear the tinnitus, feel the heartburn and the desperation of waking to withdrawals and having to struggle/stumble/fall/slither to the nearest source of vodka. every day, day after day. fuck. that. life.

>>10176762
>Not already waiting outside at 07.59, pretending to look casual and unaffected while simultaneously trying not to throw up on passers-by
>>10176780
It's not at all the same now, it used to be said in jest, now /pol/ ruined it. Reminder that 4chan's founder fucking hated you.
Can we please leave it now, or are you determined that this thread is to be filled with racist ranting and argument from those (i.e almost everyone on earth) who despise you dumb cunts?

>>9971069
Ikr. I mean the few, fleeting hours of artificial good feels are cosy, but life is undoubtedly SHIT if we’re drinking.
This pic reminds me so much of my groundhog days; wherein I’d stumble puking and shaking to a shop, then black out an hour later, and wake again 24hrs later, feeling like it was merely one hour later and have to repeat. Hell.
Yet here I am drinking.
Still posting it regardless.

>>9971075
Agree with this tbqh. Alan Watts (greatest alchie ever) did a great lecture in which he so eloquently described how our own temptations are literally the devil, and we convince ourselves despite our better judgment, to perpetuate our own, tailor-made hell.

>>9790020
This pic reminds me. Every morning I’d be like this. For months it felt like my days were 2 hours long, because all I’d remember was drinking to stop WD, then apparently waking up having blacked out, apparently 24 hours later, having to repeat. I felt like Sisyphus pushing a boulder up a hill, the puking, shaking, panicking, mountainous trek to the shop kept repeating and had no end.

>look through old btc transactions from 2011
>average transaction £75,000 worth at today’s value
>total sent: £4,300,000
>check bank/btc balance
>£22.31p

>>9552033
>feel like total shit
>drink 1/3 of a fifth of vodka in the street
>feel suddenly a lot better