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when getting raped felt good because i didnt know any better
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HOW DO SOLVE THIS??
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where still in the same city, another thing i noticed last night was my eyes where itchy and watery something that never happens because i dont have allergys
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alright, i moved into this new place maybe like 5 months ago, but the last 2 months i keep getting sick like almost every day, i try to rest but it just keeps comming back, now i guess it could be common for this to happen since the weather is switching from summer to fall but common im sick like almost everyday, im starting to wonder if there is a mold in this apartment which is causing this, has anyone ever dealt with molds that cause sickness? my mom has been sick to and just last night she threw up,
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i figure there mad ucz there broke
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i hate being awake all night and sleeping all day, there is no goal directed activity at night expect panhandling and crackheads.
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"One was that the rapid scene changes common to many TV programs may overstimulate the developing brain of a young child, and could make reality seem boring by comparison."
i highly doubt its long term damage to the part of the brain which is responsible for attention. this is something i actually made a post about back here http://www.12ozprophet.com/forum/showthread.php?t=119962 its the fact that television in general gives people a felling of being "high" in a sense that they can escape there own life and watch someone elses, when that t.v is turned off theyre depressed because its not some intersting t.v show (uhh... inability to concentrate and anxiety are also red flags of depression)
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...[emo block engaged]...
wow omgzor dude he has a emotion that means he is totally like a trend follower
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imagine if every single new generation child did not go to school, rather.. reading/writing/math was a skill self taught and a sign of ones own intelluctal capicity and love/desire to learn, rather then a must have being shoved down someones throat.
would the money system fail and collapse because ecnomical boundaries dividing those with educations failed to be insistiuited?
imagine if we all had the same god
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P.S the only time you should actually be taking anti depressants is if your average day goes about like this
Self-esteem is bad. It makes you do bad things, like getting up out of bed (you'll use dwindling natural resources and contribute to pollution), eating (food that should be going to starving refugee orphans), going to work (continuing the oppression of billions) and thinking you are as good, if not better, than other people.
No one should have any self-esteem. Here are some tips to help lower yours to a point lower than whale shit on the bottom of the ocean. They work for me.
Ø Listening to the Swans. Side A of Greed (PVC 8949) is probably the single most effective self-esteem lowering collection of music ever produced. Sample lyrics will be interspersed throughout for those of you fortunate enough not to have access to a copy. With all the evil lyrics here, they work best when repeated to yourself over and over.
I'll lie to myself (x2)
I'll lie down here
I'll lie down beside you (x2)
I'll believe in myself
I'll believe in a lie
I'll cut off my right hand
and stand in your shadow.
I'll lie to myself (x2)
I'll crawl all over myself
and stand in your shadow.
I'll crawl all over myself
and stand in your arms.
Ø Chain smoking.
Ø Trying to sleep and failing.
Ø Drinking.
Ø Watching CNN, with the sound off, listening to Tool. The second most effective collection of music is Tool's Undertow (Zoo 72445-11052-2).
I am just a worthless liar
I am just an imbecile
I will only complicate you
Trust in me ... and fall as well.
I will find the center in you
I will chew it up and leave
I will work to elevate you
Just enough to bring you down.
Ø Smoking, drinking.
Ø Self-mutilation.
Ø Carving Swans lyrics into my thigh.
I hate my body.
I'm stuck in my body.
I'm nothing.
I'm nobody.
I'm stuck in myself.
Ø Pouring cheap scotch on the carving.
Ø Hanging up on unresponsive voice mail.
Ø Waiting for the tomorrow that never comes.
Ø Watching "I Spit on your Grave" and "Straw Dogs" with the sound off, listening to Foetus and Coil. Lyrically, Coil isn't all that good in lowering self-esteem. Foetus, in his various incarnations, is. I recommend Hole (Some Bizarre, Womb FDL 3), Nail (Some Bizarre Womb FIP 4) and especially Thaw (Some Bizarre, WOMB FIP 5)
Say a prayer
say a prayer
say a prayer
for my death.
I don't find it necessary
to take responsibility
bullshit is obligatory
daily life is dysentery
Escape this earthly Alcatraz
get out of this penitentiary
crawl out of this century
I could see eternity
I could see infinity
I could see the terminus
I need
release.
Ø Laying awake at 3:00 am going over every single mistake, misstep, misspoken word, missed chance, missed opportunity and assorted other miseries.
Ø Mirrors and photographs. Look at yourself. You are a fucking loser. Look at what you had and look at what you have now (if anything).
Ø Still no messages on the answering machine.
Ø Ever notice the absolutely fascinating patterns made by the blood from shaving accidents as it hits the water? Wouldn't a lot more be really spectacular?
Ø "We are all satires of our parents."
Ø Watching Salo, listening to Coil.
Ø Wanting and needing things you just can't ever have. Or ever have again.
Ø Every choice is incorrect.
ØTime for some more evil music.
Shit adds up (x3)
down at the bottom.
I'm shameless now
I'm nameless now
I'm nothing now
I'm no one now.
But my soul must be iron
for my fear is naked
I'm naked and fearless
and my fear is naked.
You see me naked now
empty now
nameless now
shameless now
It leaves me dead inside
Hatred keeps me alive
Emptiness keeps me alive
Weakness keeps me alive
Guilt keeps me alive
down at the bottom
where shit adds up.
Ø "Life sucks" represents two temporary conditions.
Ø Other fun activities include spending a day working up the nerve to ask someone out on something vaguely approaching a date, expecting rejection, getting rejected, and being terribly disappointed anyway.
ØThink about how happy you are in a parallel universe, where you didn't completely fuck up and are still married and own a nice house in Melbourne.
Ø Planning your gloriously spectacular, tri-state multicide spree. Read issue 2 of ANSWER Me! or any issue of Murder Can Be Fun for inspiration.
Ø Spend $2.00 a minute on phone calls to the local "alternative" weekly romance ads. Filter out all ads that have qualifications that you don't meet (e.g. "Tall", "Fit", "Non-smoking"). Make calls to a good statistical sample (i.e. more than 20). See how many don't even call you back. So far I'm beneath rejection for 95% of the eligible, date-seeking female population of the SF bay area. The other 5% were nice enough to reject me outright.
Ø Keep listening to evil music.
I'm your stupid child.
I'm your stupid naked child.
I'm your stupid helpless child.
I'm ashamed of what I am.
I like the way that feels.
I like the way that burns me.
I like the way that dulls me.
I like the way that cuts me down.
I'm your stupid child (x2).
ØRemy Martin for breakfast, Lagavulin for dinner. Or was it the other way around today?
I know where my money comes from
I'll do any thing for you.
Put your hand in my mouth
I'll force it down.
Force it down in me.
Put it in.
Take it out.
Take it out of me.
Take it out on me.
I know where my money comes from.
ØAll your feelings are invalid.
ØEverything you do is wrong.
ØNotice several personal ads that are rewrites of ones previously called. Come to the not-so-surprising conclusion of being utterly worthless. Henry Lee Lucas must be preferable as a date, because I'm certainly not.
Give me what I want
and all I can think about
is losing it.
I'm losing it.
Look at me and run away.
Stop talking you hurt me.
And I'm not afraid to die.
ØDrink lots of coffee. Not only will it aggravate depression, and make you depressed if you're jonseing for it, but thoughts will race through your head: all the stuff you should've done, but fucked up. Just like you will again. Plus it keeps you up at night, allowing you more time to drink more booze and remember how it was supposed to be
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anti depressants cause massive euphoria for me, something about being bipolar... if only i could get my hands on some more celexa... mmmmm
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alright i got a dog and it always plops its head into the kitty litter and starts eating the cats shit, what am i suppose to do about this?
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Re: im giving up on living
Self-esteem is bad. It makes you do bad things, like getting up out of bed (you'll use dwindling natural resources and contribute to pollution), eating (food that should be going to starving refugee orphans), going to work (continuing the oppression of billions) and thinking you are as good, if not better, than other people.
No one should have any self-esteem. Here are some tips to help lower yours to a point lower than whale shit on the bottom of the ocean. They work for me.
Ø Listening to the Swans. Side A of Greed (PVC 8949) is probably the single most effective self-esteem lowering collection of music ever produced. Sample lyrics will be interspersed throughout for those of you fortunate enough not to have access to a copy. With all the evil lyrics here, they work best when repeated to yourself over and over.
I'll lie to myself (x2)
I'll lie down here
I'll lie down beside you (x2)
I'll believe in myself
I'll believe in a lie
I'll cut off my right hand
and stand in your shadow.
I'll lie to myself (x2)
I'll crawl all over myself
and stand in your shadow.
I'll crawl all over myself
and stand in your arms.
Ø Chain smoking.
Ø Trying to sleep and failing.
Ø Drinking.
Ø Watching CNN, with the sound off, listening to Tool. The second most effective collection of music is Tool's Undertow (Zoo 72445-11052-2).
I am just a worthless liar
I am just an imbecile
I will only complicate you
Trust in me ... and fall as well.
I will find the center in you
I will chew it up and leave
I will work to elevate you
Just enough to bring you down.
Ø Smoking, drinking.
Ø Self-mutilation.
Ø Carving Swans lyrics into my thigh.
I hate my body.
I'm stuck in my body.
I'm nothing.
I'm nobody.
I'm stuck in myself.
Ø Pouring cheap scotch on the carving.
Ø Hanging up on unresponsive voice mail.
Ø Waiting for the tomorrow that never comes.
Ø Watching "I Spit on your Grave" and "Straw Dogs" with the sound off, listening to Foetus and Coil. Lyrically, Coil isn't all that good in lowering self-esteem. Foetus, in his various incarnations, is. I recommend Hole (Some Bizarre, Womb FDL 3), Nail (Some Bizarre Womb FIP 4) and especially Thaw (Some Bizarre, WOMB FIP 5)
Say a prayer
say a prayer
say a prayer
for my death.
I don't find it necessary
to take responsibility
bullshit is obligatory
daily life is dysentery
Escape this earthly Alcatraz
get out of this penitentiary
crawl out of this century
I could see eternity
I could see infinity
I could see the terminus
I need
release.
Ø Laying awake at 3:00 am going over every single mistake, misstep, misspoken word, missed chance, missed opportunity and assorted other miseries.
Ø Mirrors and photographs. Look at yourself. You are a fucking loser. Look at what you had and look at what you have now (if anything).
Ø Still no messages on the answering machine.
Ø Ever notice the absolutely fascinating patterns made by the blood from shaving accidents as it hits the water? Wouldn't a lot more be really spectacular?
Ø "We are all satires of our parents."
Ø Watching Salo, listening to Coil.
Ø Wanting and needing things you just can't ever have. Or ever have again.
Ø Every choice is incorrect.
ØTime for some more evil music.
Shit adds up (x3)
down at the bottom.
I'm shameless now
I'm nameless now
I'm nothing now
I'm no one now.
But my soul must be iron
for my fear is naked
I'm naked and fearless
and my fear is naked.
You see me naked now
empty now
nameless now
shameless now
It leaves me dead inside
Hatred keeps me alive
Emptiness keeps me alive
Weakness keeps me alive
Guilt keeps me alive
down at the bottom
where shit adds up.
Ø "Life sucks" represents two temporary conditions.
Ø Other fun activities include spending a day working up the nerve to ask someone out on something vaguely approaching a date, expecting rejection, getting rejected, and being terribly disappointed anyway.
ØThink about how happy you are in a parallel universe, where you didn't completely fuck up and are still married and own a nice house in Melbourne.
Ø Planning your gloriously spectacular, tri-state multicide spree. Read issue 2 of ANSWER Me! or any issue of Murder Can Be Fun for inspiration.
Ø Spend $2.00 a minute on phone calls to the local "alternative" weekly romance ads. Filter out all ads that have qualifications that you don't meet (e.g. "Tall", "Fit", "Non-smoking"). Make calls to a good statistical sample (i.e. more than 20). See how many don't even call you back. So far I'm beneath rejection for 95% of the eligible, date-seeking female population of the SF bay area. The other 5% were nice enough to reject me outright.
Ø Keep listening to evil music.
I'm your stupid child.
I'm your stupid naked child.
I'm your stupid helpless child.
I'm ashamed of what I am.
I like the way that feels.
I like the way that burns me.
I like the way that dulls me.
I like the way that cuts me down.
I'm your stupid child (x2).
ØRemy Martin for breakfast, Lagavulin for dinner. Or was it the other way around today?
I know where my money comes from
I'll do any thing for you.
Put your hand in my mouth
I'll force it down.
Force it down in me.
Put it in.
Take it out.
Take it out of me.
Take it out on me.
I know where my money comes from.
ØAll your feelings are invalid.
ØEverything you do is wrong.
ØNotice several personal ads that are rewrites of ones previously called. Come to the not-so-surprising conclusion of being utterly worthless. Henry Lee Lucas must be preferable as a date, because I'm certainly not.
Give me what I want
and all I can think about
is losing it.
I'm losing it.
Look at me and run away.
Stop talking you hurt me.
And I'm not afraid to die.
ØDrink lots of coffee. Not only will it aggravate depression, and make you depressed if you're jonseing for it, but thoughts will race through your head: all the stuff you should've done, but fucked up. Just like you will again. Plus it keeps you up at night, allowing you more time to drink more booze and remember how it was supposed to be
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lame technology to every moment. television,computers,games,internet and chat sites like these that are blocking people from actually looking inside themselves and finding what trade or natural gift they have to create and enchane there actual fucking purpose on this world, dont you see that you are getting HIGH off television when you focus your attention on another persons imaginative and pointless fantasy whilist afterwards you are left with nothing but a bit of mild depression and some envy that your not as great as these wonder-people in t.v land, craving more time infront of the television after work so you can watch what your childhood youth could have been before it was robbed from you. or when your so into msn and video games you show more emotion on them then in real life? ill admit personally i spend alot of fucking time on the computer, but i also t spend alot of time doing other things like drawing and thinking about how diffrient this world would be in 2007 if mass media and entertainment had never gone this far, yah it defintley does have its good uses. like being able to read this message right now without me having to move a single ass muscle to find you and tell you any of this stuff. but it also has alot of self destructive qualities and the mystery of what the world would be like without any of it is driving me fucking nuts because the possilbities are endless, and no.. telling me to go look back into 18th centuray doesnt count because we have had time to evolve but this is how we did it. imagine if we had taken other routes??
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bring me bill cosbys head
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start with these hacking to0o0lz
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do you know what we call sneaking into the subway stations out here in north america? jumping the border. thats right, cuz we roll heavy gypsy style here and if ur not down u dont get to put ur luggage down betch
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da mind is a powerful creature.
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It's great that you guys all have suggestions for the first dude and the anemic dude but I'm the important one here.
(yes some1 its true)
I NEED ANSWERS.
VAJ, its called paresthesia, its usally a side effect from anti depressants. have you taken those before? it could be from a vitamin defincy. if it really bothers you, you try taking multi vitamins.
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it sorta sounds like you could be having some type of mild and rare seizure, thats just a guess out of a ass hat though, the high amounts of energy and burning fellings on ur head could be caused by increased electrical actions in certin cortexs, both those symptoms sound very seizureish. how frequent do they occur? do you seem to notice a pattern in the occurence? are they getting more intense each time? something to look out for because seizure disorders are known to progress into severe episodes if left untreated.
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i think your problem is that you smoke too much cock.
thnxs i agree i am working on this one too,
any more helpful suggestions?
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awww man ive been killing these forums for years awwwww man the goderators ban me like 50 times awww man after that i had to go see a mind doctor awwwww man
new retards on the boards
in Channel Zero
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why dont you just give the new retards a chance and open up your warm heart to them with love instead of being a fucking close minded country billy who drinks dirt in his water, the new people have alot to offer and no i dont mean that in a sex trade orienated way.