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Originally posted by ImmyJ Allright! One of three favorite topics of conversation. How do I want to die? I've narrowed it down to three different ways, but they can be added together to make a synergistic bowl of morbidity. First: I would like to die recovering from a procedure that grafts my body to as many things as possible like a vase, a mirror, a car door, etc. This would make it almost impossible to bury me and possibly posthumously get me into the Whitney biennial. Second: I want to die in the desert. I always thought the coolest character in Westerns were the dry skulls and I just want to do that for other people. I guess I'm a philanthropist. Third: I would like to be found dead from autoerotic asphixiation while wearing a dress, reading an Ikea catalog, with the entire text of Fleetwood Mac's Rumors written on my body in ball-point pen, and surrounded by boxes wrapped in Christmas paper that contain pictures of US Civil War soldiers just to confuse the shit out of the authorities. Also, want to know what makes death the worst possible experience for a person? Never talking about it. Western culture teaches us to fear and avoid death as it forces Christians to revere a zombie and tries to convince us that blowing up foreigners is different. The first step in palliation for anyone (cancer, AIDS, COPD, heart failure) is getting people to talk about their fears, hopes, attitudes, and spiritual perspectives. You gotta embrace death as much as you embrace life because you can't have one without the other and holy shit, is it cool. Anyway, paix.

Sspoken like a man who knows who Robert Smith is.

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Originally posted by all-nite-freak You need to listen to Mr. Smith too. Fuck you trance heads have corroded cells

TRANCE SHALL SURVIVE!

and im sure your cells are more corroded than mine...

well..

i think

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surrounded by boxes wrapped in Christmas paper that contain pictures of US Civil War soldiers just to confuse the shit out of the authorities.

ImmyJ....

bro...

I'm buying you a beer the next time I see you... or a pill... I'm not sure which one you'd enjoy more...

cheers mate

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Originally posted by RoOmIE wow jay smooth ... why don't you tell people how you end up in psychiatric hospital ?? how did you wanna die then?

dude i don't give a fkn shit where/when/how many times u've been in a psychiatric hospital. honestly. that info does not apply to the initial start of our argument (between me and u), which was about you interpreting what i said about living MY life short and hard as doing drugs until the day i die, and that being the cause of my death. essentially, u put words in mouth and trust me, if u have any intention whatsoever to continue this argument, u picked the wrong girl to do it with.

YES EVERYONE!!! I HAVE CONSUNMED DRUGS!!! so the fuck what?! it's not anyone's place on these boards (especially you r00mie who does not know me one bit outside these forums) to tell me anything about my drug comsumption, be it existing or not.

...

yes dude, indeed, ur comment was a VERY low blow b/c shit like what u said SHOULD NOT be on TA boards at all. just cuz u've (maybe) been in the same situation as jay unfortunately was does not, in any way, shape or form give you any fkn right to bring that topic back up or to ask how he wanted to die (?!?!?!?!?!?!) when he was in that situation.

grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...

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Originally posted by ImmyJ Allright! One of three favorite topics of conversation. How do I want to die? I've narrowed it down to three different ways, but they can be added together to make a synergistic bowl of morbidity. First: I would like to die recovering from a procedure that grafts my body to as many things as possible like a vase, a mirror, a car door, etc. This would make it almost impossible to bury me and possibly posthumously get me into the Whitney biennial. Second: I want to die in the desert. I always thought the coolest character in Westerns were the dry skulls and I just want to do that for other people. I guess I'm a philanthropist. Third: I would like to be found dead from autoerotic asphixiation while wearing a dress, reading an Ikea catalog, with the entire text of Fleetwood Mac's Rumors written on my body in ball-point pen, and surrounded by boxes wrapped in Christmas paper that contain pictures of US Civil War soldiers just to confuse the shit out of the authorities. Also, want to know what makes death the worst possible experience for a person? Never talking about it. Western culture teaches us to fear and avoid death as it forces Christians to revere a zombie and tries to convince us that blowing up foreigners is different. The first step in palliation for anyone (cancer, AIDS, COPD, heart failure) is getting people to talk about their fears, hopes, attitudes, and spiritual perspectives. You gotta embrace death as much as you embrace life because you can't have one without the other and holy shit, is it cool. Anyway, paix.

Holy shit.

+1

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I don't really care.Sometimes going off of the deep end helps you understand things better.There is never any shame about learning something, especially if you learn about youreslf or life in the process. You really want to know how i want to die? Knowing that somehow i chnged just one persons life for the better and knowing the world was a better place for having me in it. That or like i stated previously...Like Tony Montana. With a pile of blow and an Egyptian cotton suit.

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Originally posted by ImmyJ Third: I would like to be found dead from autoerotic asphixiation while wearing a dress, reading an Ikea catalog, with the entire text of Fleetwood Mac's Rumors written on my body in ball-point pen, and surrounded by boxes wrapped in Christmas paper that contain pictures of US Civil War soldiers just to confuse the shit out of the authorities.

woah

i like that one.

everytime i read something from you, i feel like im high.

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Originally posted by RoOmIE Alex go fuck yourself

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I would say I'm sorry
If I thought that it would change your mind
But I know that this time
I have said too much
Been too unkind

I try to laugh about it
Cover it all up with lies
I try and laugh about it
Hiding the tears in my eyes
Because boys don't cry
Boys don't cry

I would break down at your feet
And beg forgiveness
Plead with you
But I know that it's too late
And now there's nothing I can do

So I try to laugh about it
Cover it all up with lies
I try to laugh about it
Hiding the tears in my eyes
Because boys don't cry

I would tell you
That I loved you
If I thought that you would stay
But I know that it's no use
That you've already
Gone away

Misjudged your limit
Pushed you too far
Took you for granted
I thought that you needed me more

Now I would do most anything
To get you back by my side
But I just keep on laughing
Hiding the tears in my eyes
Because boys don't cry
Boys don't cry
Boys don't cry

ha ha, nice man.

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Originally posted by Ravemontreal Once I took a piss in front of everybody at Stereo. Put the garbage under the mixer, and did it right there while people were dancing and screaming. people thought I was playing with the mixer but I was playing with my zizi.

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Originally posted by Enjoy a classic from the aria days: me: are you on TA? girl: uhhhh... im on speed

hmmmmmmmmmmmmm