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|Apr 19th, 2012 06:20 PM|
|Big McLargehuge||You know, I tried to contribute here with a picture of a dog dressed like Jesus but I literally couldn't find one. Has the internet finally failed me or did I fail myself?|
|Apr 19th, 2012 05:18 PM|
|Babs||The talking canine sidekick will be your vision of Jesus.|
|Apr 19th, 2012 05:13 PM|
|LordSappington||Do I at least get a talking canine sidekick? Or will I just see visions of Jesus everywhere?|
|Apr 19th, 2012 03:13 AM|
|Esuohlim||"ZOINKS!" he exclaims|
|Apr 19th, 2012 03:10 AM|
|LordSappington||You forgot the spaghetti|
|Apr 16th, 2012 09:38 PM|
|kahljorn||A bird shoots out of the clock pronouncing, "cuckoo cuckooo." He is taken by ambulance to a hospital, where he is put on suicide watch for self-inflicted head trauma.|
|Apr 16th, 2012 09:22 PM|
|Esuohlim||The pills now scattered on floor, he starts tripping over them while waving his arms comically and his head ends up through the grandfather clock|
|Apr 16th, 2012 08:59 PM|
|kahljorn||the knives are all clanking loudly and the pills rattling in their containers, when suddenly he loses his balance and all of the pills fly up in the air like confetti|
|Apr 16th, 2012 04:48 PM|
I imagined you trying to sneak past them in the living room carrying knives and bottles of pills. Dad in a lounge chair looks over his newspaper, a smug and wry grin on his face, "Now, son..."
|Apr 16th, 2012 04:41 PM|
My whole 'near suicide attempt' was that I was contemplating suicide, but I didn't have a sharp enough knife, or the balls to more or less saw my arm open with a dull knife. Then I found my box cutter from work that I thought I lost in my pocket, and took it as a sign that I should down all of my diazepam, about 80mg, and cut myself open. Fortunately, my parents called me out on my depression, and I decided to try therapy instead.
So yeah, sorry for being a drama queen my time here; I earned the snarky responses.
On a related note, do any of you guys have any ideas for a fun project to do when you're stuck at home? I've been trying to make a bracelet out of barbed wire, but I'm having trouble getting it into an even, round shape, and it's frustrating me...
|Apr 16th, 2012 03:03 PM|
|Apr 15th, 2012 09:36 PM|
|Colonel Flagg||Thanks guys - this thread is the second best belly laugh I've had in the past week. :D|
|Apr 15th, 2012 12:58 AM|
|Apr 15th, 2012 12:53 AM|
|Esuohlim||Cynicism and nihilism are the only true personal philosophies so go buy some ice cream and watch My Little Pony because nothing else matters you faggots :brohoof|
|Apr 15th, 2012 12:51 AM|
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|Apr 14th, 2012 11:57 PM|
In the world of existentialism, no one can hear you scream
I used to talk shit out with bigtimecow everyday because he's my best friend and we discuss everything right down to our bowel movements. but he works a million hours a week these days so I only see him sparingly :<
|Apr 14th, 2012 11:48 PM|
I find therapy works about as well as having a good friend or screaming as you drive your car. The thing that breaks my heart is that I will never get to leave this planet and I will never ever know somebody in any real way. We are all equally helpless and clueless and we will stumble forever through a life that is impossible to seriously scrutinize. You can never know somebody as they know themselves, and you can never know yourself because half your motivations are buried in your subconscious.
So either you are going to kill yourself or you are going to die and the universe will be no different for it.
|Apr 14th, 2012 11:34 PM|
Therapy is fucking awesome. Everyone should do it.
I remember going to my college after I graduated and lying about still being a student just so I could get free therapy and Celexa prescriptions. Turns out my anxiety wasn't even that bad and I didn't even need medication; I just wanted to bitch to somebody about stuff and have them tell me I'm right about being mad. Which is what we all want, isn't it?
I've been off the meds for awhile and feels great
EDIT: REMEMBER THAT ONE EPISODE OF HEY ARNOLD WHERE HELGA WENT TO THERAPY THAT IS LIKE MY FAVORITE EPISODE OF ANY SHOW EVER GOD I MISS HEY ARNOLD.
|Apr 14th, 2012 04:46 PM|
YOU MEAN DAWG POUND.
|Apr 14th, 2012 07:07 AM|
|Grislygus||haha I don't even remember that thread. Babs, get back in the goddamn doghouse|
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