Coming from the genocidal vegan. And no, I don't have sympathy for anybody. I just don't care.

Quote from: Verbatim on May 19, 2015, 06:22:40 PM

Quote from: challengerX on May 19, 2015, 06:21:34 PM

Coming from the genocidal vegan. And no, I don't have sympathy for anybody. I just don't care.

hahahaha Le ebin meme :^)

haha nice meme ;^)

Quote from: Lemön pie on May 19, 2015, 01:30:40 PM

He's such a shit member.

Literally all he does is spam shitty threads, overuses the word "meme", and constantly calls everyone a "niggerfaggot".
Why did we let him back?

He makes me cringe way more than Deci does. He tries so hard to be funny but it's just so god damn cringy.

Quote from: Sandtrap on May 19, 2015, 02:52:41 PM

You know what? Fuck it. I never came here to play ring around the fucking rosey and play fucking guessing games about who had a mask on and whether or not they were being serious or just pissing around.

I didn't come here for trivial stupid shit like this. I didn't come here to get into arguments and get involved in stupid trash and people taking things the wrong way. And most of all I didn't come here to get involved and be more open to people because apparently being more open to people makes me a fucking floodgate of negative bullshit from my difficult way of doing things and all the not cheery shit on my end.

I got along just fine and fucking dandy on my own, doing things on my own. And I came here to talk to people. Trade and swap interesting stories, listen to people of interest about their strange side of things and their particular way of life, broaden my own small perception of things.

But apparently, no.

So fuck it. Take your bullshit. Take your tripe. Take your thinly veiled insecurities or insults or whatever the fuck your kinks are that give you a raise, and do your shit and fucking choke on it.

Fucks sake, take a break. The internet is getting to you when you should know IT'S JUST THE FUCKING INTERNET. Wanna know the trick to this place? Not giving a single flying fuck about any of it.

Fuck off with your bullshit already. You're almost constantly passive aggressive doom and gloom shit and it is tiring. Take some advice and get off the internet and go try and make something of yourself. Try reallyyyyyy fucking hard, and don't give bullshit excuses like "wahhhhh i already did cities r shit wahhhh" or "nothing to do around here waahhhhh". When I hear that, I hear fucking whining. Go fucking change your life if you hate it so much. If you really want it, you'll do it, no fucking excuses. If you happen to reply to this and give me one, go FUCK yourself and fuck off. You're not the only one who's dealt with crippling depression, nor will you be the last.

Quote from: aTALLmidget on May 19, 2015, 03:06:13 PM

Quote from: Sandtrap on May 19, 2015, 02:52:41 PM

You know what? Fuck it. I never came here to play ring around the fucking rosey and play fucking guessing games about who had a mask on and whether or not they were being serious or just pissing around.

I didn't come here for trivial stupid shit like this. I didn't come here to get into arguments and get involved in stupid trash and people taking things the wrong way. And most of all I didn't come here to get involved and be more open to people because apparently being more open to people makes me a fucking floodgate of negative bullshit from my difficult way of doing things and all the not cheery shit on my end.

I got along just fine and fucking dandy on my own, doing things on my own. And I came here to talk to people. Trade and swap interesting stories, listen to people of interest about their strange side of things and their particular way of life, broaden my own small perception of things.

But apparently, no.

So fuck it. Take your bullshit. Take your tripe. Take your thinly veiled insecurities or insults or whatever the fuck your kinks are that give you a raise, and do your shit and fucking choke on it.

Fucks sake, take a break. The internet is getting to you when you should know IT'S JUST THE FUCKING INTERNET. Wanna know the trick to this place? Not giving a single flying fuck about any of it.

Fuck off with your bullshit already. You're almost constantly passive aggressive doom and gloom shit and it is tiring. Take some advice and get off the internet and go try and make something of yourself. Try reallyyyyyy fucking hard, and don't give bullshit excuses like "wahhhhh i already did cities r shit wahhhh" or "nothing to do around here waahhhhh". When I hear that, I hear fucking whining. Go fucking change your life if you hate it so much. If you really want it, you'll do it, no fucking excuses. If you happen to reply to this and give me one, go FUCK yourself and fuck off. You're not the only one who's dealt with crippling depression, nor will you be the last.

Here's an interesting question then.

Why should I care? I mean, to the contrary, not one of your posts is ever serious. So why should I listen to your advice? Well, going by your history, I shouldn't.

And second. If we're all supposedly jaded internet warriors, then why would anybody care if I was bitching?

Oh, but wait. Hypocrites. That magical little word. Nobody "cares" until somebody starts speaking about how shitty they're feeling. "It's just the internet stop taking it seriously dude" only applies until somebody starts being open and talking.

Everybody's got some fake ass mask on until somebody starts talking about reality. Then the jaded internet warrior bullshit gets wiped clean.

So, go fuck yourself midge.

I don't, and I sure as fuck won't listen to your advice because you're never serious.

Quote from: Sandtrap on May 20, 2015, 11:49:39 AM

Quote from: aTALLmidget on May 19, 2015, 03:06:13 PM

Quote from: Sandtrap on May 19, 2015, 02:52:41 PM

You know what? Fuck it. I never came here to play ring around the fucking rosey and play fucking guessing games about who had a mask on and whether or not they were being serious or just pissing around.

I didn't come here for trivial stupid shit like this. I didn't come here to get into arguments and get involved in stupid trash and people taking things the wrong way. And most of all I didn't come here to get involved and be more open to people because apparently being more open to people makes me a fucking floodgate of negative bullshit from my difficult way of doing things and all the not cheery shit on my end.

I got along just fine and fucking dandy on my own, doing things on my own. And I came here to talk to people. Trade and swap interesting stories, listen to people of interest about their strange side of things and their particular way of life, broaden my own small perception of things.

But apparently, no.

So fuck it. Take your bullshit. Take your tripe. Take your thinly veiled insecurities or insults or whatever the fuck your kinks are that give you a raise, and do your shit and fucking choke on it.

Fucks sake, take a break. The internet is getting to you when you should know IT'S JUST THE FUCKING INTERNET. Wanna know the trick to this place? Not giving a single flying fuck about any of it.

Fuck off with your bullshit already. You're almost constantly passive aggressive doom and gloom shit and it is tiring. Take some advice and get off the internet and go try and make something of yourself. Try reallyyyyyy fucking hard, and don't give bullshit excuses like "wahhhhh i already did cities r shit wahhhh" or "nothing to do around here waahhhhh". When I hear that, I hear fucking whining. Go fucking change your life if you hate it so much. If you really want it, you'll do it, no fucking excuses. If you happen to reply to this and give me one, go FUCK yourself and fuck off. You're not the only one who's dealt with crippling depression, nor will you be the last.

Here's an interesting question then.

Why should I care? I mean, to the contrary, not one of your posts is ever serious. So why should I listen to your advice? Well, going by your history, I shouldn't.

And second. If we're all supposedly jaded internet warriors, then why would anybody care if I was bitching?

Oh, but wait. Hypocrites. That magical little word. Nobody "cares" until somebody starts speaking about how shitty they're feeling. "It's just the internet stop taking it seriously dude" only applies until somebody starts being open and talking.

Everybody's got some fake ass mask on until somebody starts talking about reality. Then the jaded internet warrior bullshit gets wiped clean.

So, go fuck yourself midge.

I don't, and I sure as fuck won't listen to your advice because you're never serious.

Sure, ignore my post and continue living a miserable, depressed life up until the moment you put the barrel of a gun to your head and your family cleans your blood and brains off the carpet and skull matter from the walls. Call me whatever you want, I have my own reasons for posting the ways I do and have stated them before. It doesn't make it a facade when I've been completely open about my habits here and why. You don't seem "built" for the internet at all, unless you quickly learn to literally think of it as a stupid, meaningless game, or a thing to burn time. That's it. Why should any of this matter when you have real life to actually worry about? Throughout my time here I've dealt with deeply personal issues, seen people die, and had my own ups and downs. I haven't mentioned them because Sep7agon is not a place to mention them and it never will be. There's too many people here who I wouldn't trust. Maybe you should start thinking of it as the same. Leave real life to the real people.

But nah, go ahead and call me a hypocrite, ignore my advice because I've offended you, or whatever. Grow the fuck up. Take it as ammunition to actually do something with yourself, get out of your depression, make a living and be happy. Or, continue as you are, and use it as ammo to blow your brains out. It's your choice. 95% posts may not be serious, but don't think for a second it means I'm not capable of making a serious post. There's a reason people are starting to get upset with your posts and it's because after a while, depressed people are a total drain. Go and change it.

lmao shut the fuck up sandtrap

Quote from: Sandtrap on May 20, 2015, 12:13:56 PM

Quote from: aTALLmidget on May 20, 2015, 12:11:40 PM

Quote from: Sandtrap on May 20, 2015, 11:49:39 AM

Quote from: aTALLmidget on May 19, 2015, 03:06:13 PM

Quote from: Sandtrap on May 19, 2015, 02:52:41 PM

You know what? Fuck it. I never came here to play ring around the fucking rosey and play fucking guessing games about who had a mask on and whether or not they were being serious or just pissing around.

I didn't come here for trivial stupid shit like this. I didn't come here to get into arguments and get involved in stupid trash and people taking things the wrong way. And most of all I didn't come here to get involved and be more open to people because apparently being more open to people makes me a fucking floodgate of negative bullshit from my difficult way of doing things and all the not cheery shit on my end.

I got along just fine and fucking dandy on my own, doing things on my own. And I came here to talk to people. Trade and swap interesting stories, listen to people of interest about their strange side of things and their particular way of life, broaden my own small perception of things.

But apparently, no.

So fuck it. Take your bullshit. Take your tripe. Take your thinly veiled insecurities or insults or whatever the fuck your kinks are that give you a raise, and do your shit and fucking choke on it.

Fucks sake, take a break. The internet is getting to you when you should know IT'S JUST THE FUCKING INTERNET. Wanna know the trick to this place? Not giving a single flying fuck about any of it.

Fuck off with your bullshit already. You're almost constantly passive aggressive doom and gloom shit and it is tiring. Take some advice and get off the internet and go try and make something of yourself. Try reallyyyyyy fucking hard, and don't give bullshit excuses like "wahhhhh i already did cities r shit wahhhh" or "nothing to do around here waahhhhh". When I hear that, I hear fucking whining. Go fucking change your life if you hate it so much. If you really want it, you'll do it, no fucking excuses. If you happen to reply to this and give me one, go FUCK yourself and fuck off. You're not the only one who's dealt with crippling depression, nor will you be the last.

Here's an interesting question then.

Why should I care? I mean, to the contrary, not one of your posts is ever serious. So why should I listen to your advice? Well, going by your history, I shouldn't.

And second. If we're all supposedly jaded internet warriors, then why would anybody care if I was bitching?

Oh, but wait. Hypocrites. That magical little word. Nobody "cares" until somebody starts speaking about how shitty they're feeling. "It's just the internet stop taking it seriously dude" only applies until somebody starts being open and talking.

Everybody's got some fake ass mask on until somebody starts talking about reality. Then the jaded internet warrior bullshit gets wiped clean.

So, go fuck yourself midge.

I don't, and I sure as fuck won't listen to your advice because you're never serious.

Sure, ignore my post and continue living a miserable, depressed life up until the moment you put the barrel of a gun to your head and your family cleans your blood and brains off the carpet and skull matter from the walls. Call me whatever you want, I have my own reasons for posting the ways I do and have stated them before. It doesn't make it a facade when I've been completely open about my habits here and why. You don't seem "built" for the internet at all, unless you quickly learn to literally think of it as a stupid, meaningless game, or a thing to burn time. That's it. Why should any of this matter when you have real life to actually worry about? Throughout my time here I've dealt with deeply personal issues, seen people die, and had my own ups and downs. I haven't mentioned them because Sep7agon is not a place to mention them and it never will be. There's too many people here who I wouldn't trust. Maybe you should start thinking of it as the same. Leave real life to the real people.

But nah, go ahead and call me a hypocrite, ignore my advice because I've offended you, or whatever. Grow the fuck up. Take it as ammunition to actually do something with yourself, get out of your depression, make a living and be happy. Or, continue as you are, and use it as ammo to blow your brains out. It's your choice. 95% posts may not be serious, but don't think for a second it means I'm not capable of making a serious post. There's a reason people are starting to get upset with your posts and it's because after a while, depressed people are a total drain. Go and change it.

I got about as far as Sure before my confidence grew exponentially and I fixed everything up. You're a miracle worker midget. You should go on tour as one of those bible thumper healers.

"Oh lord help me I'm blind!"

"Stop being blind."

You'd be a hit.

Mock me all you want, I'm actually trying to be helpful and tell you the cold, hard truth. You want a personal side to me? I've got a question for you, then. Do you know how many times I held a loaded gun to my head or my mouth, ready to squeeze the trigger? Or sat down with a knife over my wrists, with an irresistible urge to cut, to see blood start flowing?

As I said, you're not the only one who's dealt with suicidal, crippling depression. But the only way to start making progress is actually getting off your ass and trying to do something with yourself. I never fucking said it'd be easy, because it's the hardest fucking thing in the world, but you should know it's the only way. After a point in time, two options become clear: Killing yourself, or fighting your way out. The world doesn't wait for depressed people. Go and change it. Try to change it, because you and I both know how it'll end up if you don't give it a shot. The truth hurts, but the sooner you accept that the sooner you'll be ready to move forward.


But if you decide to mock this post as well, I guess I'll just go back to my usual posting style and tell you to kill yourself, faggot. I can say that I at least tried.

Quote from: aTALLmidget on May 20, 2015, 12:36:15 PM

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Quote from: aTALLmidget on May 20, 2015, 12:24:44 PM

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Quote from: aTALLmidget on May 20, 2015, 12:11:40 PM

Quote from: Sandtrap on May 20, 2015, 11:49:39 AM

Quote from: aTALLmidget on May 19, 2015, 03:06:13 PM

Quote from: Sandtrap on May 19, 2015, 02:52:41 PM

You know what? Fuck it. I never came here to play ring around the fucking rosey and play fucking guessing games about who had a mask on and whether or not they were being serious or just pissing around.

I didn't come here for trivial stupid shit like this. I didn't come here to get into arguments and get involved in stupid trash and people taking things the wrong way. And most of all I didn't come here to get involved and be more open to people because apparently being more open to people makes me a fucking floodgate of negative bullshit from my difficult way of doing things and all the not cheery shit on my end.

I got along just fine and fucking dandy on my own, doing things on my own. And I came here to talk to people. Trade and swap interesting stories, listen to people of interest about their strange side of things and their particular way of life, broaden my own small perception of things.

But apparently, no.

So fuck it. Take your bullshit. Take your tripe. Take your thinly veiled insecurities or insults or whatever the fuck your kinks are that give you a raise, and do your shit and fucking choke on it.

Fucks sake, take a break. The internet is getting to you when you should know IT'S JUST THE FUCKING INTERNET. Wanna know the trick to this place? Not giving a single flying fuck about any of it.

Fuck off with your bullshit already. You're almost constantly passive aggressive doom and gloom shit and it is tiring. Take some advice and get off the internet and go try and make something of yourself. Try reallyyyyyy fucking hard, and don't give bullshit excuses like "wahhhhh i already did cities r shit wahhhh" or "nothing to do around here waahhhhh". When I hear that, I hear fucking whining. Go fucking change your life if you hate it so much. If you really want it, you'll do it, no fucking excuses. If you happen to reply to this and give me one, go FUCK yourself and fuck off. You're not the only one who's dealt with crippling depression, nor will you be the last.

Here's an interesting question then.

Why should I care? I mean, to the contrary, not one of your posts is ever serious. So why should I listen to your advice? Well, going by your history, I shouldn't.

And second. If we're all supposedly jaded internet warriors, then why would anybody care if I was bitching?

Oh, but wait. Hypocrites. That magical little word. Nobody "cares" until somebody starts speaking about how shitty they're feeling. "It's just the internet stop taking it seriously dude" only applies until somebody starts being open and talking.

Everybody's got some fake ass mask on until somebody starts talking about reality. Then the jaded internet warrior bullshit gets wiped clean.

So, go fuck yourself midge.

I don't, and I sure as fuck won't listen to your advice because you're never serious.

Sure, ignore my post and continue living a miserable, depressed life up until the moment you put the barrel of a gun to your head and your family cleans your blood and brains off the carpet and skull matter from the walls. Call me whatever you want, I have my own reasons for posting the ways I do and have stated them before. It doesn't make it a facade when I've been completely open about my habits here and why. You don't seem "built" for the internet at all, unless you quickly learn to literally think of it as a stupid, meaningless game, or a thing to burn time. That's it. Why should any of this matter when you have real life to actually worry about? Throughout my time here I've dealt with deeply personal issues, seen people die, and had my own ups and downs. I haven't mentioned them because Sep7agon is not a place to mention them and it never will be. There's too many people here who I wouldn't trust. Maybe you should start thinking of it as the same. Leave real life to the real people.

But nah, go ahead and call me a hypocrite, ignore my advice because I've offended you, or whatever. Grow the fuck up. Take it as ammunition to actually do something with yourself, get out of your depression, make a living and be happy. Or, continue as you are, and use it as ammo to blow your brains out. It's your choice. 95% posts may not be serious, but don't think for a second it means I'm not capable of making a serious post. There's a reason people are starting to get upset with your posts and it's because after a while, depressed people are a total drain. Go and change it.

I got about as far as Sure before my confidence grew exponentially and I fixed everything up. You're a miracle worker midget. You should go on tour as one of those bible thumper healers.

"Oh lord help me I'm blind!"

"Stop being blind."

You'd be a hit.

Mock me all you want, I'm actually trying to be helpful and tell you the cold, hard truth. You want a personal side to me? I've got a question for you, then. Do you know how many times I held a loaded gun to my head or my mouth, ready to squeeze the trigger? Or sat down with a knife over my wrists, with an irresistible urge to cut, to see blood start flowing?

As I said, you're not the only one who's dealt with suicidal, crippling depression. But the only way to start making progress is actually getting off your ass and trying to do something with yourself. I never fucking said it'd be easy, because it's the hardest fucking thing in the world, but you should know it's the only way. After a point in time, two options become clear: Killing yourself, or fighting your way out. The world doesn't wait for depressed people. Go and change it. Try to change it, because you and I both know how it'll end up if you don't give it a shot. The truth hurts, but the sooner you accept that the sooner you'll be ready to move forward.


But if you decide to mock this post as well, I guess I'll just go back to my usual posting style and tell you to kill yourself, faggot. I can say that I at least tried.

Na. You never say anything serious. But I will ask you some questions. You know how many times I've been up for a stroll to my town's radio tower? Up on the top there? How many times I went for a walk this past winter in the middle of the night in -20 or -30, just on the edge of a field ready to walk out?

I'd rather not talk about what's on this particular aspect of my head. But I know what you're talking about. And all I can say is that I'm a few steps ahead of your supposed advice. I'm just waiting for all my messy bits to catch up. Might take a while. Might take a while to work things out. So, kill myself, right?

You first.

You don't sound a few steps ahead with how you post.

My head's lagging a bit behind. You ever hear of the term chemobrain? That's not helping me, right now. And of course, things linger. Then again, none of this particularily matters anyway.

Naturally I'll likely have a shorter lifespan than the majority of you here. So, really, it doesn't matter how I sound. Doesn't matter how you take my posts in any sense.

Because when I go, however it is that I go, none here will know of it. And I doubt they'd show up for a funeral.

So let's not dance around semantics and pretend that you care in any sense, because you don't.

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Quote from: Sandtrap on May 19, 2015, 02:52:41 PM

You know what? Fuck it. I never came here to play ring around the fucking rosey and play fucking guessing games about who had a mask on and whether or not they were being serious or just pissing around.

I didn't come here for trivial stupid shit like this. I didn't come here to get into arguments and get involved in stupid trash and people taking things the wrong way. And most of all I didn't come here to get involved and be more open to people because apparently being more open to people makes me a fucking floodgate of negative bullshit from my difficult way of doing things and all the not cheery shit on my end.

I got along just fine and fucking dandy on my own, doing things on my own. And I came here to talk to people. Trade and swap interesting stories, listen to people of interest about their strange side of things and their particular way of life, broaden my own small perception of things.

But apparently, no.

So fuck it. Take your bullshit. Take your tripe. Take your thinly veiled insecurities or insults or whatever the fuck your kinks are that give you a raise, and do your shit and fucking choke on it.

Fucks sake, take a break. The internet is getting to you when you should know IT'S JUST THE FUCKING INTERNET. Wanna know the trick to this place? Not giving a single flying fuck about any of it.

Fuck off with your bullshit already. You're almost constantly passive aggressive doom and gloom shit and it is tiring. Take some advice and get off the internet and go try and make something of yourself. Try reallyyyyyy fucking hard, and don't give bullshit excuses like "wahhhhh i already did cities r shit wahhhh" or "nothing to do around here waahhhhh". When I hear that, I hear fucking whining. Go fucking change your life if you hate it so much. If you really want it, you'll do it, no fucking excuses. If you happen to reply to this and give me one, go FUCK yourself and fuck off. You're not the only one who's dealt with crippling depression, nor will you be the last.

Here's an interesting question then.

Why should I care? I mean, to the contrary, not one of your posts is ever serious. So why should I listen to your advice? Well, going by your history, I shouldn't.

And second. If we're all supposedly jaded internet warriors, then why would anybody care if I was bitching?

Oh, but wait. Hypocrites. That magical little word. Nobody "cares" until somebody starts speaking about how shitty they're feeling. "It's just the internet stop taking it seriously dude" only applies until somebody starts being open and talking.

Everybody's got some fake ass mask on until somebody starts talking about reality. Then the jaded internet warrior bullshit gets wiped clean.

So, go fuck yourself midge.

I don't, and I sure as fuck won't listen to your advice because you're never serious.

Sure, ignore my post and continue living a miserable, depressed life up until the moment you put the barrel of a gun to your head and your family cleans your blood and brains off the carpet and skull matter from the walls. Call me whatever you want, I have my own reasons for posting the ways I do and have stated them before. It doesn't make it a facade when I've been completely open about my habits here and why. You don't seem "built" for the internet at all, unless you quickly learn to literally think of it as a stupid, meaningless game, or a thing to burn time. That's it. Why should any of this matter when you have real life to actually worry about? Throughout my time here I've dealt with deeply personal issues, seen people die, and had my own ups and downs. I haven't mentioned them because Sep7agon is not a place to mention them and it never will be. There's too many people here who I wouldn't trust. Maybe you should start thinking of it as the same. Leave real life to the real people.

But nah, go ahead and call me a hypocrite, ignore my advice because I've offended you, or whatever. Grow the fuck up. Take it as ammunition to actually do something with yourself, get out of your depression, make a living and be happy. Or, continue as you are, and use it as ammo to blow your brains out. It's your choice. 95% posts may not be serious, but don't think for a second it means I'm not capable of making a serious post. There's a reason people are starting to get upset with your posts and it's because after a while, depressed people are a total drain. Go and change it.

I got about as far as Sure before my confidence grew exponentially and I fixed everything up. You're a miracle worker midget. You should go on tour as one of those bible thumper healers.

"Oh lord help me I'm blind!"

"Stop being blind."

You'd be a hit.

Mock me all you want, I'm actually trying to be helpful and tell you the cold, hard truth. You want a personal side to me? I've got a question for you, then. Do you know how many times I held a loaded gun to my head or my mouth, ready to squeeze the trigger? Or sat down with a knife over my wrists, with an irresistible urge to cut, to see blood start flowing?

As I said, you're not the only one who's dealt with suicidal, crippling depression. But the only way to start making progress is actually getting off your ass and trying to do something with yourself. I never fucking said it'd be easy, because it's the hardest fucking thing in the world, but you should know it's the only way. After a point in time, two options become clear: Killing yourself, or fighting your way out. The world doesn't wait for depressed people. Go and change it. Try to change it, because you and I both know how it'll end up if you don't give it a shot. The truth hurts, but the sooner you accept that the sooner you'll be ready to move forward.


But if you decide to mock this post as well, I guess I'll just go back to my usual posting style and tell you to kill yourself, faggot. I can say that I at least tried.

Na. You never say anything serious. But I will ask you some questions. You know how many times I've been up for a stroll to my town's radio tower? Up on the top there? How many times I went for a walk this past winter in the middle of the night in -20 or -30, just on the edge of a field ready to walk out?

I'd rather not talk about what's on this particular aspect of my head. But I know what you're talking about. And all I can say is that I'm a few steps ahead of your supposed advice. I'm just waiting for all my messy bits to catch up. Might take a while. Might take a while to work things out. So, kill myself, right?

You first.

You don't sound a few steps ahead with how you post.

My head's lagging a bit behind. You ever hear of the term chemobrain? That's not helping me, right now. And of course, things linger. Then again, none of this particularily matters anyway.

Naturally I'll likely have a shorter lifespan than the majority of you here. So, really, it doesn't matter how I sound. Doesn't matter how you take my posts in any sense.

Because when I go, however it is that I go, none here will know of it. And I doubt they'd show up for a funeral.

So let's not dance around semantics and pretend that you care in any sense, because you don't.

That's how it'd be if anyone here died. I could die in a car accident tomorrow and nobody here would ever know, nor would they show up to a funeral (why the fuck would they?).

But there's that supreme negative spin you like to throw on everything. I try to be helpful and you just stomp your feet and act like a child. "You're not serious! You don't really care! People don't care!"

If that's gonna be your attitude, then go step in front of a semi-truck and let EMS scrape your flesh off the asphalt. I'm done trying to help someone who refuses to help themselves.

There we go. That's the proper midge we all know and love. Good on you. Thought I'd lost you for a second there. I thought you might actually be serious.

But, obviously, I was mistaken. Done trying to help me in roughly, five or six posts are you? All tuckered out for the day? My point, proven. If you were trying to help you'd stick to your guns.

But I digress. The only one who's ever helped me, is me. And that's not going to change. I can handle myself fine, thanks. But, on that last note, take a look around you.

World's not a cheery place, wherever you look. Sticking your head in the sand and pretending it's not won't make it go away. Life is difficult.

I've just a rather morbid sense of humor about it all. Now of you pop, "not caring."

That's the normal midge I know. Suits you better.

lmao this thread