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Rocky Wrench
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: Rio
Posts: 1,197
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It's like the old saying goes
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Douchebag
Join Date: Sep 2008
Location: Probably somewhere in England.
Posts: 1,897
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I'll step on whatever sneks I please, and give them unwanted kisses too!
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Moves Like Jagger, Kupo!
Join Date: Jul 2007
Location: To the south, a little to the left... Or to the right.
Posts: 4,910
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So I just caught up with this thread.
Thanks for the memories and the blasts from the pasts, folk. I'll probably sign up on the new forum to lurk occasionally. Seriously though all the reminiscing was fun. Especially Homestuck. Speaking of which. Try not to get too hype. I just thought I'd post it because I saw it and this thread today, and remembered the Homestuck craze. EDIT: Name the new forum The Tempo rarium. Wipe the database every week.
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So Dreamy
Join Date: Apr 2005
Location: Someplace magical
Posts: 6,863
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Drac! It's good to hear from you!
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Argus Agony
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Moves Like Jagger, Kupo!
Join Date: Jul 2007
Location: To the south, a little to the left... Or to the right.
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Sorry I'm quite certain I don't know any Madam-Empress-Lady-Duchesses-Elect.
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Dracorion's dumbass color is Royal Blue. If you see that color, you better run the fuck away. |
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#417 |
Derrrrrrrrrrrrrp.
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Don't know any? You voted for her, for god's sake! Come on now.
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So Dreamy
Join Date: Apr 2005
Location: Someplace magical
Posts: 6,863
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Whether you realize it or not, you voted for me. Several times. Under several different spellings of your name.
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#419 |
Put Me Down!
Join Date: Nov 2003
Posts: 877
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Kyle: No no no no no. He's resting Cartman: All right then. If he's resting, I'll wake him up. Hello Kenny!!! I Got Ten Dollars for you Kenny!!! Kyle: there, he moved. Cartman: No He Didn't! That Was You Hitting Him! Kyle:I Never! Cartman:Yes You Did! |
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Professional Threadkiller
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So if the forums are about to be born anew, I'd like to make a post here, since, for better or worse, these forums have been an important part of my life for several years.
I do not make this post out of fishing for pity or to apologize for any points I may have made in one of all these discussions I've participated in several years back here; on the contrary, I believe a lot of these discussions have helped me mature as a better human being. No, I make this post to talk about stuff that's happened. When I joined these forums a decade or so ago, I had already been dealing with some depression and around the time I was 19 it started getting a lot worse; I say this because at that point a lot of people were telling me I should take driving lessons and get a car, but I refused to do so, saying it was too pricy and that it was dangerous and I didn't feel capable and that there was no point, since I was used to walking everywhere or taking the bus or whatever; truth of the matter is that I had begun a plan and learning how to drive was the last part of the plan. The plan was that I would attempt my best to get my family to hate me so I could drive a car into a ditch somewhere and die and they wouldn't miss me. I was never scared of the idea of killing myself but I didn't want my family to suffer for losing me; though I disregarded my life at the time, I understood that my life had some value to them, hence the plan. It never worked, maybe because I couldn't go through with it, maybe because my family never had any expectations of me anyway or whatever, but I basically fumbled through college in a class where almost everyone was either also fighting depression and on meds or had fought depression before and "won". I nearly gave up at a point, even got some therapy but I stopped after a couple sessions because I wasn't being sincere and I knew how pricy the therapy was, so instead of helping me, it'd just make me a bigger burden on everyone, but in a sympathetic way, which wasn't what I wanted. So the years passed and I eventually graduated - with a grade on my final project which was probably out of pity - and then I applied for a bunch of jobs over the course of a year and a half, didn't get anything and then finally got hired nearly six months ago - by my brother, who had said he would never want to work with family and I'm still unsure why he ever gave me the chance. I'm working, sure, but I'm constantly wondering if I'm doing a good job and constantly thinking I am not; I'll alternate between being happy for a while that I got something working only to spend a week in a state of constant panic under the skin. I still don't know how to drive. I don't know if I'll ever learn. I don't know if I'll ever actually try to kill myself or even if it's not a matter of "if" and actually just a matter of "when". |
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