Oh yes, its possible.

it was a guy.

Sorry christ, i know how it feels.

I understand what your saying Chace, and I'm sorry I was kind of forward... mabye a bit to foward... But, I know, in the future there is a life great out there. Probably, something that will make me smile. But from what I have heard and have been taught and what I have felt. I can't see myself being around that long, I think.

so you killed him? i mean the raped part everyone is unsure about, but i cant really believe that you killed a guy.

I believe Chace is telling the truth. Although I have to admit that the part where you killed him leaves me a little skeptical. But it could have been self defense you know. That's completely understandable.

Its even harder to believe if you knew me in person.

excuse the double post


I went and signed up for group therapy, i wonder how thats going to turn out.

that is fucking not good guys im really sorry to hear stuff like that, you dont realise things like that actually happen really sorry man!

whoa.


Rave:

I'm scared, shitless. My uncle just died, we were close as shit, we even looked a like. But I'm scared becuase i saw my cousin, and then it hit me. My parents could die any secound, any day. And I don't know about some of you, but i would be pretty fucked up if one of my parents died... even tho we have our differences. I feel so bad for my cousin, I haven't been too school in 3 days and tommrow im gonna have to, even tho my uncle just died tonight. I'm so confused right now. And no, im not asking for you sympathy and what not, just trying to make some of you guys think about what if one of your parents all of sudden, passed out, and died 4 days later?

THIS WORLD IS FUCKED

Yes, it is...
But you can choose to ignore the fact, and be happy for your short enternal bliss.

Or you can accept it, not be as happy... but understand that your destiny no matter who you are.. lies there.

Are destiny is to die,
And die alone.

Blow the last candle out. Let the wax harden
I wish I could stop crying. And I wish that someone still loved me
Just breathe and focus. How can I when the air is so cold and empty,
That my lungs froze right in my chest.
I'll be honest the silver linings are getting harder and harder to manufacture
And the smiles are so difficult to fake.
What do I have to do, or who do I have to kill, to get what I want. What I need
Happiness is an emotion I was born to this world without, nothing pleases me.
And I can never be satiated.
Through this toil I will breed my own distress and destroy my best hopes,
Fuck up the only things that I love.
I watched my aspirations crashing to the ground, on the backs of the angels that I've slain.
But I meant so well, I tried so hard, gave everything in my soul, to what end, to what end
Desolation, desire, exhale, pass away.

Carpe diem. Seize the day.

There are so insanely many things that could go wrong at any given moment. Blood clots, heart attack, seizure...
You can't go and think about it. I've done it sometimes, and it freaks me out.

Even if it's cruel and brute, one's just going to accept that things happen. I could die the next day, even when I'm asleep, but I can't let that stop me from living life.

This post has been edited by Elite viking on October 19, 2006 04:19 pm

Update:


couple days ago, the only girl i really loved since katie ((those who've been here awhile know who im talking about)) dumped me for another guy. its really complicated, just assume you would have made the same decision if the same events transpired. I thought nothing of it untill i had a dream

Petes girlfriend broke up with him at the exact same time laura broke up with me ((the girl i was talking about))

I had a dream him and I were walking, we were talking about how much he loved ada ((The girl that broke up with him)) and their relationship in general, he dissapeared and i read on a wall what i read yesterday in the bathroom, "Live life easy, with no regrets" and it hit me, that wasnt pete at all it was me.

So, I freaked out today, I oded on nyquil and blacked out most of the day, when I realied wtf was going on it was lunch, my arms were on fire, there were cuts all over them, i freaked out, i couldnt breath, if my friend chelsea wasnt there for me, i would have passed out. laura and I talked, she still loves me, i can see it in here eyes, and she hates seeing me like this, i can see the pain in her face. It was a hard decision for her to pick sam, they dated for three years before hand and broke up for some dumb reason, he apologized and she decided to go back out with him. theres just something about the way she looks at me, i cant help but think shes going to realize she made a mistake and come back to me.

i cant keep typing, my hand hurts so bad...my arms are still on fire

OD on Nyquil? Arms on fire? Not to be an ass or anything, but...why? It's not like it'll make your situation any better. Don't dare say I wouldn't understand, or I'll e-slap you.