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Discussion in 'The Lounge' started by Resurrection_Joe, Mar 16, 2007.
Even the fun isn't fun anymore
Where fun stops and problems start......ahh, memories
The problems never ****ing stop
**** you and your sunshine
My sunshine knows no remorseful bounds young rj.
Such shiny sun you have, such shiny shiny sun
It hurts my eyes
Thanks for understanding
What's wrong Joe.
Everything, and nothing
I'm in a state of duality where I have a lot of emotional problems, but I realize they are very minor compared to the range the world is experiencing.
In that rationaliztion, I realize my constant analyzation and worry is my drawback, my inceasant grasp on pathetic hopes in my downfall, but I can't let go, or I'll revert back into what I once was, but in an educated form, the kind person who completely and knowingly sells his soul for cheap thrills and is all the much more damned for it.
People sit and try to rationalyze my situation in disgust or in care, but what they don't realize is, now matter how similar a persons experience is to anothers, there is no understanding of it. Each person is an enigma.
I'm worked up so I'm gonna ramble here.
Enigmatic, a plethora of ****ed up action with realtime analyzation. Right now I am, while typing, thinking. I'm thinking:
"What will the reaction be?"
"Will I regret this?"
"Do I care?"
"Is this a real problem?"
"Can these people help me?"
"Am I using larger and more complex words to make myself seem more intelligent?"
"Am I asking for help or complaining?"
"Should I ask for advice?"
"Where are my friends?"
"What is my problem?"
"450 days until I am left alone"
It's just so much ****ing bother. Why can't I be ignorant? Why can't I just act? Why must the good suffer? Is it bad to call myself good in such righteous tones? What risks am I willing to take?
This is my outlet.... CK5 is my outlet
Sometimes I want to get myself banned and have nowhere to go to see what happens
My head always hurts, and sometimes, it's just easier to not think, and to just........ to just waste my life....... and it's killing me....
Where did my dreams go?
I can see all of you, middle aged, families or not, sitting, reading, thinking "What a ****ing wanker" or "Same old youthful angst" or "Awwww, poor little man" condecending. I know a lot of you care....
When I type like this, it's the only time I let go I suppose.....
I don't know.
No one can really understand anyone else....
Giving personal experiences doesn't work.
Trying to feel every nuance doesn't work.
Goading doesn't work.
Pandering doesn't work.
Violence doesn't work.
Not much does work.
No one can really understand anyone else, you know? All you can do is try.
Reality is just that...No one exists outside of their own self. I'm not going to tell you how I can relate because your right...it doesn't help at all. I can tell you that creative people like yourself "and I have alot of the same thoughts that you outlined" are SUPER THINKERS. Always running every angle to exhaustion.
Many times I wished I had the "good retardation",...the guy that wasn't quite right but was happy where he was. I'm never satisfied. period. Anxiety and despair kills from the inside...go do a thousand push-ups and call me in the morning.
I sense a need for some sort of positive release. Some form of involvment with that part of the community you can either help to uplift, or in your interaction be uplifted by. Give me some sense of what drives you - what would provide you with a little joy, stimulate your intelect, cause you some amusement.
Young girls dressed like PoKeMon' are his weakness I believe.
I'm a ****ing wall of Jericho, built of weaknesses
Where are thine trumpets, oh saviors?
Look at me! I'M BEING MELODRAMATIC!
For every question I have five thousand responses
A girl said something that made me feel better about myself tonight
I already forgot it.......
Such as I am
...sorry, even in your current state your funny.
So some female has your resonate frequency???
Have some morse code
..-. ..- -.-. -.- / . ...- . .-. -.-- - .... .. -. --.
Yeah, funny, I'm always the funny guy, the nice guy......
I don't know who I am anymore, everything seems like an act
Insecurity can make you project an image that you truely wished you possesed...then as it ramps up for a time you can't tell the fabrication from the true self. Can cause anxiety and such. Focus. Wax-on, wax-off.
Insecurity equals front projection home theater built at home that may need focusing and buffing, got it
****** ****ing Q's
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