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Posted by zGoogleman on Apr-03-2012 03:51:

Foreveraloners: be careful

Spend enough time in a life of solitary confinement like I have, and you almost start to develop this strange sense of pride in not needing people. Almost like being a martyr or something. It's hard to explain, especially since the lonliness is still there.

Every day I try and tell myself:

"Nobody's intrigued by your distance and isolation. Nobody cares. In fact, they just think you're a loser".


Posted by Nrg2Nfinit on Apr-03-2012 04:09:

hookers


Posted by Reza on Apr-03-2012 04:09:

dont do it zGoogleman


Posted by Desiderata on Apr-03-2012 04:19:

Totally understand the deep isolation factor followed by the feeling of not needing people but also having an underlying desire to be apart of something that deal with people. Sometimes that feeling of not needing people is deeply rooted as a defense mechanism that then leads to profound realizations of feeling numb about people.

So, I'm going out on a limb here just to be slapped in the face I'm sure. But what's your issue? And has you issue now become a function?


Posted by plastikE on Apr-03-2012 04:24:

quote:
Originally posted by Desiderata
Totally understand the deep isolation factor followed by the feeling of not needing people but also having an underlying desire to be apart of something that deal with people. Sometimes that feeling of not needing people is deeply rooted as a defense mechanism that then leads to profound realizations of feeling numb about people.

So, I'm going out on a limb here just to be slapped in the face I'm sure. But what's your issue? And has you issue now become a function?


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ODGA7ssL-6g


Posted by zGoogleman on Apr-03-2012 04:31:

quote:
Originally posted by Desiderata
Totally understand the deep isolation factor followed by the feeling of not needing people but also having an underlying desire to be apart of something that deal with people. Sometimes that feeling of not needing people is deeply rooted as a defense mechanism that then leads to profound realizations of feeling numb about people.

So, I'm going out on a limb here just to be slapped in the face I'm sure. But what's your issue? And has you issue now become a function?


I don't have an issue.

At first I felt I was suppose to have friends and a girlfriend and then with her death. I began to realize that none of that ever mattered. Her death was my realization that solitude was the only way to live. I remember seeing her body laying on the floor. Her head was barely hanging onto the rest of her body. She was making eye contact with me even though she had been dead for hours. Those eyes were telling me something. I chose to ignore it at first until it came to me.

She was murdered and no one else could see it but me. My friends gave up on me. And my connection with my family is non-existent.


Posted by Sushipunk on Apr-03-2012 05:05:


Posted by Desiderata on Apr-03-2012 05:12:

quote:
Originally posted by zGoogleman
I don't have an issue.

At first I felt I was suppose to have friends and a girlfriend and then with her death. I began to realize that none of that ever mattered. Her death was my realization that solitude was the only way to live. I remember seeing her body laying on the floor. Her head was barely hanging onto the rest of her body. She was making eye contact with me even though she had been dead for hours. Those eyes were telling me something. I chose to ignore it at first until it came to me.

She was murdered and no one else could see it but me. My friends gave up on me. And my connection with my family is non-existent.


What can I possible say to this Alt.? Seriously, even if you are not an Alt. and are a depressed struggling writer using your imagination to fuel some sort of met desire, this is the wrong way to go about it.









http://www.metacafe.com/watch/an-_u...mathias_part_2/


Posted by 6meets9 on Apr-03-2012 05:14:

quote:
Originally posted by zGoogleman
I don't have an issue.

At first I felt I was suppose to have friends and a girlfriend and then with her death. I began to realize that none of that ever mattered. Her death was my realization that solitude was the only way to live. I remember seeing her body laying on the floor. Her head was barely hanging onto the rest of her body. She was making eye contact with me even though she had been dead for hours. Those eyes were telling me something. I chose to ignore it at first until it came to me.

She was murdered and no one else could see it but me. My friends gave up on me. And my connection with my family is non-existent.


Wow, I am really sorry for your loss. Stay strong. It does get better





PS: This better not be an April fool's joke or something because if it is, you have really bad taste like many who post here.


Posted by Halcyon+On+On on Apr-03-2012 05:15:

It's really sad when people set out to troll and fail at it so very miserably. Some trolls are funny, and serve a very utilitarian purpose. Other trolls aren't funny to most people, but are still great at stirring up shit, at the very least to their own self-amusement. An unfunny troll who can't even get a rise out of people is a fucking waste of everyone's time, and proof that their own is of absolutely no value to themselves, foremost.


Posted by Redd on Apr-03-2012 11:24:


Posted by Blake on Apr-03-2012 11:38:

Ah, another april fool's thread.


Posted by FuzzQi on Apr-03-2012 12:55:

CORe is overdue for a mental breakdown. Do it ******s.


Posted by Swamper on Apr-03-2012 13:42:

Given this was posted on April 2nd I doubt it is a joke.


Posted by Redd on Apr-03-2012 14:30:

just because it's not an aprils fools doesn't mean it's not bs. Did you read his post about a supposedly decapitated murdered girlfriend?


Posted by OrangestO on Apr-03-2012 14:44:

I remember walking in on my best friend lying face first in the water. The air in the room dissipated so much so that my bones had no crutches to lean against. I fell to the floor sobbing. We had been roommates for years and I wasn't ready to handle the death of my best friend. We both kept to ourselves in solitude, but we always had each other to look forward to seeing each day. I rolled joints and puffed clouds, he swam circles and blew bubbles. I poked at his body hoping there would be a slight movement but there was none. How could this happen? I lost the one being that could understand the torments of being isolated and lonely, and now he was gone. I proceeded to wrap his body in toilet paper. I wasn't going to flush him like the others, a burial was more adequate. After all, his name was Willy and he was the best goddamn goldfish a man could have.


Posted by Mattsanity. on Apr-03-2012 15:43:

Jesus loves you.


Posted by Halcyon+On+On on Apr-03-2012 16:53:

quote:
Originally posted by Mattsanity.
Jesus loves you.


If every food were your favourite food, you would have no favourite food.


Posted by Mattsanity. on Apr-03-2012 19:27:

that's a sexy maxim


Posted by Intellekshual on Apr-03-2012 19:33:

quote:
Originally posted by Mattsanity.
Jesus loves you.

...but everyone else thinks you're a c*nt.


Posted by LAdazeNYnights on Apr-03-2012 19:45:

this guy murdered his girlfriend ?


Posted by Mattsanity. on Apr-03-2012 19:48:

quote:
Originally posted by Intellekshual
...but everyone else thinks you're a c*nt.


fine, but to prove my love is thorough, I'm planning to make a thread to pray for members.


Posted by Blake on Apr-03-2012 19:53:

quote:
Originally posted by LAdazeNYnights
this guy murdered his girlfriend ?


bingo!


Posted by Aureliou on Apr-03-2012 20:56:

your technique which utilize the (self-generated) opinions of others to aid you in forming this strange sense of pride is most peculiar

you sound unstable though, you should probably seek professional help before you do something drastic


Posted by Desiderata on Apr-03-2012 22:47:

Re: Foreveraloners: be careful

quote:
Originally posted by zGoogleman

Every day I try and tell myself:

"Nobody's intrigued by your distance and isolation. Nobody cares. In fact, they just think you're a loser".


With a heart full of loathing
For stinging bureaucracy
Making it anything
Other than easy
For working minds like yours
With my hands on my head
I'll flop on your thread
With a head full of dread
For all I've ever said
Maladjusted, maladjusted
Never to be trusted
Oh, never to be trusted
There's nothing wrong with you
Oh, there's nothing wrong with you



**poof**



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