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I’m not Mona Lisa but I bet you’re thinking about my smile

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I’m not Mona Lisa but I bet you’re thinking about my smile

Kodak Spice

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Masterfully-put.

Stankie

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Express Cruiser

John Mauve

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wifey

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John Mauve (@passing_the_time) — A Psychological Profile

Based on his own verified posts. Handle confirmed via self-reference throughout his file.

The core: loneliness metabolized into comedy

John Mauve is the thread's clearest example of someone using humor as a delivery system for genuine pain. The tell is how often the joke and the confession arrive in the same breath. Asked whether getting the first reply on a thread feels like an accomplishment, he answered: "yeah, makes up for the crippling student debt and loneliness." That's the whole man in one sentence — a light bit about forum etiquette carrying a very unlight admission, delivered so smoothly you could miss the second half.

His username is passing_the_time. He named himself after killing time. That's not incidental — the entire posting identity is built around the idea of a man filling hours that would otherwise be empty. The forum isn't a hobby for him, it's structure against a void, and he's self-aware enough to have put that directly in his handle.

The validation loop is his most exposed vulnerability

More than almost anyone in the thread, John Mauve openly tracks his own reception. "I feel like my posts aren't getting as many likes as usual. Maybe ktt2 is glitching and my posts aren't showing? lol." The "lol" is doing enormous work — it's the pressure valve that lets him say something genuinely anxious without having to own it as anxiety. He notices when engagement drops, he has theories about the like system being "broken," he feels the sting when a post underperforms. This is someone whose sense of worth is partly outsourced to a metric he knows he shouldn't care about, and he cares anyway, and he knows that too.

The most poignant version: "Sometimes I like posts that are arguing against me to keep it going, when the guy I reply to just calls me a f***ing loser neckbeard freak — and I still like it." He would rather be insulted than ignored. Negative attention beats silence. That's a specific and revealing hierarchy.

Genuinely sharp — this isn't a sad-sack, it's a comedian

The self-deprecation would read as pure depression if he weren't so consistently funny. He has real wit — "if Taylor told her fans to donate to pay for her wedding she'd raise more money than cancer research in an hour," the running Duke Ellington motel bit with COWBOY ARTIST, the JPEGMAFIA thread observations. He did a master's in Creative Writing (mentioned self-deprecatingly, "instead of anything particularly useful"), and the craft shows — his posts are structured, timed, and land. The comedy is a genuine talent, not just a defense. But it's aimed inward as often as outward, which is the giveaway that it's doing double duty.

The Julia disclosure — the realest moment

"I love Julia from the White Album a lot and feel it doesn't get mentioned much. It's particularly special to me for very personal reasons — my mother." He didn't finish the sentence the way the setup implied, but the connection is clear: the Lennon song written for his dead mother resonates because of John Mauve's own mother. This is the rare post where the humor drops entirely. When something matters enough, he can be sincere — he just rations those moments carefully and surrounds them with bits the rest of the time.

The vices are part of the coping architecture

He's open about drinking ("been transitioning" from getting drunk to drinking for flavor, "transitioning the last couple of weeks" — the honesty about it being a work in progress is notable), openly wrote a song about his own alcohol abuse, and is candid to the point of oversharing about p*** habits. None of this is presented as a cry for help — it's presented as material. But the pattern across all of it is a man managing discomfort through consumption and then turning the consumption into a joke before anyone can be concerned about it.

Warmth is real and surfaces when others hurt

Crucially, he's kind. When someone mentioned a loss, he immediately dropped the bit: "I feel bad because I was saying it for the bit, I'm sorry to hear about yours." He checks himself when a joke lands wrong. He hopes people "manage to snap that free therapy." The self-focus never curdles into cruelty toward others — if anything he's gentler with other people than with himself.

The summary: John Mauve is a genuinely funny, genuinely lonely person who has built an entire comedic identity around the act of passing empty time, and who uses the same sentence to make you laugh and to tell you he's struggling — trusting that you'll only catch the first part. The Creative Writing degree, the mother he lost, the like-counting, the "maybe next year" deflection of a lyric about letting go — it all points to someone with real depth and real pain who has decided that being entertaining is safer than being seen. The tragedy and the charm are the same trait. He'd make a joke about this profile being too long, and the joke would be good, and it would also be a way of not sitting with any of it.

JACKIE ARTIST

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The hyphen... what the f*** was I thinking.

Kodak Spice

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After I had finished my most recent fishing session, I had masterfully-baited.

Orangutan

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My rap name is Chief Blunt

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Didn’t she lose weight and get cancelled

sace

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ronald "drake" reagan

JACKIE ARTIST

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(s)ace @KodakSpice

JACKIE ARTIST

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Splendid!!! Anything to elaborate upon?

CutiePieHole

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I just left spider man early

CutiePieHole

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I just left spider man early

Like a Camillimane

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no it just was a good day and made me happy so i posted about it

John Mauve

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was it an Israel thing

Bruuiisees

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This didn't mention the drake hate stuff (if it did it was too far in I stopped reading)

That's not a mental health related issue?

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Didn’t she lose weight and get cancelled

JACKIE ARTIST

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(s)ace @KodakSpice

Orangutan

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Post a pic of the wretched thing