Fuck me this place is as funny as a MORGUE
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Registered 7 years agoLexx87 wrote:
Oh do fuck off you tedious cock. If you can't read the meaning behind my posts don't fucking dribble a response anyway.
Mowgli you utter fucking cuntPissy pants.
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Registered 7 years agoIt's a forum man. It's not real life. In the pub im sure we'd have a laugh.
Knowing i'll never actually meet you I can call you a puppy failing cunt and it not actually mean anything.Speak the truth hussy!
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Psychotext 49,160 posts
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Registered 7 years agoUnrelated to all of this latest oddness, there was about a 5 - 10 second period today when out riding that I felt genuinely happy. Has been such a long time since I've felt anything like that, was nice.This post is sponsored by Apple and the iPhone 4S. Think different.
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riceNpea 587 posts
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Registered 5 years agohowever when you talk to someone who appears to be genuine about their suicide, internet or not, do you really think pseudo quackery is the best course of action? this is a general question and not directed to any fucktard in particular who think reverse psychology is the panacea for all types of depression.
hell, i'm trying to be positive and i can't help wonder if what i say could potentially make things worse. all i can do is empathise as best i can, one human to another. basic fucking decency. what i would like to receive. anything else and i'm juggling chainsaws. -
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Registered 7 years agoMadCaddy13 wrote:
I have no place for horses in my life other than in my Lasagne.
Don't tell me it was horse ridingThis post is sponsored by Apple and the iPhone 4S. Think different.
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mowgli 31,799 posts
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Registered 7 years agoJust deleted a big post after realising I just don't care enough to get into it. Tldr version: lexx,stop acting the perennial cunt in order to show off. You used to be a great poster.Pissy pants.
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pinebear 8,555 posts
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Registered 7 years agoHey Richie,
The stomach thing could be associated with a prolonged period of anxiety, which can have a mild but noticable effect on levels of stomach acids. At least, that's what I was told. So I tried drinking milk a little more regularly.
It seemed to help, at the least by helping me realise that some part of me thought it was worth getting better, even if most of the rest of me couldn't understand why.
Agree with you on points 2, 3 and 4. Think the 27 club is morbidly overrated, am aiming for the post-72 club myself
Peace to youツ
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Lexx87 20,826 posts
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Registered 7 years agoIm not really sure I did. Richie needs to hold on to what is good, thats all i was saying.Speak the truth hussy!
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MadCaddy13 1,267 posts
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Registered 4 years agoYeh I was thinking anxiety, when I have it I just don't know what the hell to do. When I first had it I was just pacing up and down my room saying to myself 'what the fucks going on?' Could of been a panic attack - not sure. Really horrible stuff -
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Registered 5 years agoThe interstellar cat spotted Earth and diverted his meteor. Catman hurtled towards Earth at the speed of meow, for he was Catman. The citizens of Tbilisi did not know their feline overlord was coming home. They barely gave the sky a glance as they went about their day. Only Yuri the postman saw the meteor shower. Suddenly the sky flashed in the East and a white streak tore through the atmosphere before crashing soundlessly into the forest. Yuri's amateur cosmonaut training kicked in. He stopped wrestling the bear, jumped on his bike, and pedaled furiously in the direction of the crash. With every thrust of the pedals, Yuri grunted with the rugged determination of a lumberjack. His glorious moustache accentuated his glistening shirtlessness.
The woods smelled of sulfur and tuna. Yuri's nose twitched, for he did not like tuna, but he pushed on, for he was surely nearing his destiny.
Suddenly, he came upon a clearing. There, among the flattened trees, lay a deep crater. Cautiously, Yuri approached the edge and looked down. There, among the pulverised trees, in the middle of the gaping wound in the earth, sat a kitty cat, licking its paws. It looked up at Yuri, its gaze piercing through his being, making him feel naked. The kitty's eyes sparkled and seemed to disturb the air around them, like two green mirages. Yuri liked looking at the green orbs. He liked shiny green orbs, he reflected.
Suddenly, a dry crack tore through the air and broke the spell. Yuri wheeled around in time to see his trusty red bike crushed by an enormous tree. An anguished yelp escaped his lips. "Krasnoya, my darling!" He fell to his knees, looking at the mangled remains. There he stayed, in a daze of despair, until a soft meow roused him.
Sighing, Yuri stood, looked down at the tiny orange ball of fur, and asked himself what the hell a cat was doing there, anyway.
He shrugged, turned away and headed towards the felled tree to examine the damage.
The bike was a corpse. Yuri's postal bag was split open, letters spilling out of its insides. It was carnage.
"Meow."
Yuri twirled his moustache pensively. He didn't like cats. They reminded him of his mother.
"Meow?"
He looked at the undelivered mail, sighed wearily, and walked back to the edge of the crater.
The mail would have to wait.
Muttering under his breath, he started climbing down, fondling his throbbing appendage whilst trying to ward off thoughts of his mother, and cats.
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Registered 10 years agoAn excellent effort, Sirtacos, but this school does not allow students to do each other's homework. It is a place of learning, not some pinko workers' co-operative.
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Registered 7 years agoA spanking! A spanking!I've turned off all the avatars and crap, so don't expect me to be impressed by yours.
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Registered 5 years agoRichieTenenbaum wrote:
Did I miss a memo? That whole paragraph sounds completely alien to me. In fact that last line is pretty much what I say after the "hangover horn" wank!
Wanking never made anyone feel any better. Difference between men and women, that. Women wank as a mechanical thing. It's fine. When men wank its followed by shame and regret and guilt. No one ever had a man wank and said afterwords 'well I feel totally fine and dandy now. Off to face the world!' -
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Registered 8 years agoI do. I know which is worse.Thanks for expressing interest in my signature!
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I'm pretty much panicking at the moment.
I've been signed off by a psychiatrist on grounds of PTSD, Social Anxiety, Agoraphobia, Depression as well as the impact that is having on ASD.
I've been referred to a department of the local NHS called "changing minds", who apparently specialise in helping people deal with PTSD. I'm now getting more intensive support from the local ASD department and social services have been contacted in order to assess my care needs within the home in order to take the burden away from my OH.
I'm panicking because I don't want to feel like I'm relying on other people. I don't want to be out of work, and I sure as fuck don't want that fucker from a few years ago to still be having a hold over me.
I can understand, on the flip side, and after discussing this with the psychiatrist, why he has come to this conclusion though. He didn't just speak with me, he also spoke at length with my partner, my GP, my ASD key worker and accessed my medical records. If I am honest then yes, I think I never really did get over what happened - I just ignored it without dealing with it. I was brought up the old-fashioned, stiff-upper-lip way where you just try and get over things, don't discuss it, laugh things off, etc. I also accept that my alcohol intake has more than doubled in the last 6 months as I have been using it more and more as a sedative to help me sleep. And I was already pretty aware that the panic attacks whenever I left the house was probably agoraphobia.
All of this means that I now have to deal with ATOS.
I'm genuinely terrified about that.
Edited by darkmorgado at 01:10:56 08-03-2013Now with 80% more Cthulhu!
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