Come drink with me.

My muffler hanger failed while I was backing up yesterday, so now my muffler is crunched to shit and the exhaust pipe in the undercarriage is riddled with cracks.

Fucking sucks.

Snap my fingers.

Quote from: Blankina on December 15, 2016, 02:00:59 AM

Quote from: Yang on December 14, 2016, 06:40:01 PM

i'm not RPing

i just like yang

>tfw you're a Weissfag but can't argue that Yang is definitely a winner
>tfw no face

lol XD

lmao rite?

I'd argue DoD too

Taro knows what he's doing, even if he doesn't remember it. Caim is literally one of my favorite protagonists of all time, and I was considering dropping DoD1 during the first level. Only Angelus commenting on Caim's destructive nature kept me anchored, and it's perhaps one of the best decisions I've made. The game was a clunky mess, but it's the characters that make it.

Jet what are you doing

Update on friend: Tried to blow his brains out, but panicked at the last moment and jerked the gun and missed.
http://imgur.com/G82H0Tp

Sister's in the hospital for attempted suicide, my dad killed himself, my best friend just scared the shit out of me saying he was going to kill himself and has tried a few times, everyone I know is depressed and unhappy as fuck whilst I just pad around my daily life wondering why I'm not dead yet. Just, why? Why is every waking moment filled with such misery and fucking despair? What did they and I do to deserve this intolerable fucking existence? Why does nothing every work out in my favor? Why oh fucking why are other people able to be happy when the moments of joy in my life are so fleeting that it just doesn't seem worth it to keep going?

I'm tired. So fucking tired of this shit. Tired of everything. I just want this all to stop. Nothing helps, nothing works, talking and medication only makes it worse. All I can think about is why they brought me back from the dead. Everything's so empty. I want to stop thinking but I can't. Want to start over but know there's no point to such a struggle.

I just want to forget, want to be someone else, want to leave everything behind. This is all just so wrong. So fucked. So god damned fucked.

So... How'd you do it?

Bled out.

I didn't cut along the veins to ensure a permanent end, but cut deep enough into them that I lost enough blood to actually, you know, die from shock. It was a pretty painful experience, but I decided a long time ago that if I'd commit to it I'd want to at least be aware. Bullets to the brain scare me because of their effectiveness and while I know it's contrary to most expectations, I wanted to know that I was dying at the very end; that all the pain was going to finally be over, and that I at least deserved those final moments of agony for giving up when I did.

It's strange and I won't be an advocate for suicide, but I know my reasons and wouldn't want to go out any other way.

So I recently was resuscitated after sucessfully killing myself. Depression, bulimia, generally shitty lifestyle choices finally pushing me over the edge. Was brought back after shock put me under for a few good mintues, and am now a few weeks later heavily medicated whilst burdened with a shit ton of hospital bills. Dunno how this second wind will go but I plan on giving it a fair shot.

Let me tell you that once the pain is gone, it's actually pretty peaceful. What exists beyond the veil of darkness is just a wholeness. I don't know if that's residual neural activitity or what might constitute for an afterlife, but I've never experienced anything quite like it. It's just warm and you feel so light it's amazing.

I know I'm not really an active or particularly well known member, but I just thought I post this and state that I am still amongst you.

Remember when Deej banned everyone for not buying and playing Destiny

W E W
E
W

I owned Destiny, but that broke the camel's back for me. I hate what the community has become.

How the fuck did I forget All Quiet on the Western Front?

Literally my favourite book.

Starship Troopers
Ender's Game
The Forever War

if you back 25 bucks you get the code to watch the livestream of your suicide.

I wonder how much money I'd make if it was a dollar instead.