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Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2005 7:23 pm
...die, i want to go over the stars.
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Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2005 7:39 pm
..............? I dont get it......
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Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2005 11:48 pm
Sorry to break it to you, but heaven is a pile of crap...literally...
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 8:20 am
i have found by reading jthm and whb, my life is a total insignificant waste.
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 8:48 am
Um... I bring it upon to be the unofficial voice for Mr. Jhonen Vasquez, sir, when I say JTHM IS NOT TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY YOU BASKET-CASE!! Mr. Jhonen Vasquez, sir, was 19 years old when he first started JTHM! He was venting his late teen angst into his comic book you idiot! He said that in the letter to the readers in the very first issue! Get it through your thick skull that JTHM is JUST. A. STORY. And it's not meant to be some sort of guide to your life or that Mr. Jhonen Vasquez, sir, is automatically right in his cartoon character's view of the world you ignorant fool! Instead of taking a comic book seriously you simply enjoy a good book? Try that and then decide if you wanna throw yourself off a cliff or not. Sheesh... stare
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 9:20 am
im not taking it serously. its just that way that he says all this makes me feel.... depressed. he based it off what happens in the world. meaning, there are people like that, the world is just a bunch of ignorent jackasses, and are too stupid to know any better than knowing their own social status, and trying to maintain it no matter if it degrads someone else. and i say this about my self. im an ingorant stubborn jackass, who knows only how to feed off the emotions of other filth.
we still have our stupid animalistic brain. we are not so far evolved that we cannot see how pityful we are? theres soemthing watching all of us, like a tv show, and hes laughing his a** off.
im not saying suicide is good, but its not bad. it helps that that particular knowing being out of its horrible missery.
the people who commite suicide, know that everyone is just a gosspy little s**t. who cares only about itself. the ones who have suicidle thoughts, have them because the found that life is nothing short of s**t. not because thjey have some mental disability. "he has suicidle thoughts, lets stuff pills in him and see how long it takes for his heart, lungs, and liver to give out." thats what the pills do!! they dont help, they kill you!
this portion of depression has been brought to you by [+teh bunneh+]
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 10:36 am
and who are you to be calling me ignorant? you are also one of these shitty people i am talking about. we are all shitty, in our own specil way. this is brought to you by [+teh bunneh+]/nathaniel (friend... kind of)
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 4:28 pm
[+teh bunneh+] and who are you to be calling me ignorant? you are also one of these shitty people i am talking about. we are all shitty, in our own specil way. this is brought to you by [+teh bunneh+]/nathaniel (friend... kind of) Do you even hear youself when you talk? Number one, leeching off other's emotions is not the way to go. Can you not stand on your own two feet and go through your day without being dragged by one of your friends? Second, the world is NOT just a bunch of ignorant jackasses. I'm not claiming it's full of sunshine and rainbows either, but it's not the dark, dank, mean world that Mr. Jhonen, sir, portrays it to be. If you didn't hear me earlier, he was venting. That means that he remembered all the bad things that happened that day and put that horrible amount of anger into his comic book. It's just one part of what happened that day. Everything else could have gone great that day, and then someone bumped into him and made him drop something, I don't know. Third, what psycho dimension do you live in?! We are not constantly being watched by someone on their TV set 24/7. Unless we were the people who actually agreed to be on some ridiculous reality show. Fourth, commiting suicide is not a good idea. Period. Try fixing the problem before you deem yourself unworthy to live. And not all pills are bad! Some pills, like my allergy medication, keep me from sneezing. Lastly, I'm sorry for yelling at you earlier. I'm just trying to make you understand that you should not base your view of the world off a comic book such as JTHM. Try and find your own view of the world.
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 4:56 pm
i am protraying how i feel, its not just the comic that made me feel this way. its everything that i dispise. its always on my mind, i can only think of what i hate in people, in myself
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2005 9:28 am
The only part of JTHM that I take seriously is in the first issue when he says "Any pile of stunted growth unaware that entertainment is just that and nothing more, deserves to doom themselves to some dank cell, somewhere, for having been so stupid!! Movies, BOOKS, tv, music-They're all just entertainment, not guidebooks for damning yourself!" That line is practically screaming "Hey idiot, DON'T TAKE THIS BOOK SERIOUSLY!" But the majority of people don't listen to that and end up killing themselves after reading Wobbly Headed Bob and realizing that "life isn't worth living"
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2005 11:47 am
how i feel about the world today:I''ve been feeling really stupid lately, like my thoughts are being drained. i cant help but wonder whats happing to me. maybe im just becoming one of the people i despise. you know, the people that ruin mine and your life. the ones that are too stupid to look past the mist and try to find something worth while. im becoming absorbed in this mindless game people play with others. hell, im begining to think of things that i normally never would. i dont notice things as much as i used to, now instead of walking through the woods and noticing its beutey i see nothing more than fire wood. I''ve been having these feelings like...like, everything is watching me. at all times. i want to break everything. im not angry, no im quite the opposite. but im not depressed either, or sad, or happy... i just am. im here, not there, im thinking more about the hatred and disgust i see in people, rather, notice that people can be nice and caring. i can see into people, basically, i see past their mind barrir, of happyness or hate. i know why people hate others, i know why people put up with it. i know the anger behind ones smile. because, im not sure why, but in someway, this might be indirectly linked to myself. my hate, my barrir, my happyness, my sadness, my depression. i want to stop feeling, i hate these feelings i get. such as love, and show offy moments, just to impress a other person. i hate it all. I.... i want to die. die and be free''d from all emotion. I want to be like a bug, emotionless, and not caring about anything. i hate the way people think with only their sexual organs, which is just about everyone. men, you only want sex. woman, all you want is to fill your selfish desires, with dimonds, and gold, and other items, that when your dead, it wont matter what the ******** you had,
i want to stop all my feelings, i just want to be. i dont want to be an emotional creature. i just want to be left alone. with no one, and nothing to care about. i want to be like the guy in the movie "jacket"(very beutyful movie) alone, just to think about...everything. i would love that. to be in a box, in a stright jacket, in the darkness. wonderful oblivion. i would love simply to be put inside a very small dark room, and simply be there, and fade away. waist away, and out of everyones memory. most people are forgotton when they die. and i will too. 200 years after i die, my great great great great great grand children wouldnt know who i was. i would be lost, a simple memory, a forgotton one. I''m just feeling so stupid, and i need to put this out there before i forget everything, and mold into one of the medicated freaks, who want nothing more than to follow an order, and be content with it.
this happy...wait...thats not happy....
i made myself depressed again.
P.S. Do not think i felt this way just because of a book. and this particular part is out of my own head, not from what i got out of jthm. ok?
this was all out of my head, and i had to get it out.
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2005 2:10 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2005 4:23 pm
ZombieBunnyBloodReaper The only part of JTHM that I take seriously is in the first issue when he says "Any pile of stunted growth unaware that entertainment is just that and nothing more, deserves to doom themselves to some dank cell, somewhere, for having been so stupid!! Movies, BOOKS, tv, music-They're all just entertainment, not guidebooks for damning yourself!" That line is practically screaming "Hey idiot, DON'T TAKE THIS BOOK SERIOUSLY!" But the majority of people don't listen to that and end up killing themselves after reading Wobbly Headed Bob and realizing that "life isn't worth living" Thank you for stengthening my point. 3nodding
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2005 5:15 pm
[+teh bunneh+] how i feel about the world today:I''ve been feeling really stupid lately, like my thoughts are being drained. i cant help but wonder whats happing to me. maybe im just becoming one of the people i despise. you know, the people that ruin mine and your life. the ones that are too stupid to look past the mist and try to find something worth while. im becoming absorbed in this mindless game people play with others. hell, im begining to think of things that i normally never would. i dont notice things as much as i used to, now instead of walking through the woods and noticing its beutey i see nothing more than fire wood. I''ve been having these feelings like...like, everything is watching me. at all times. i want to break everything. im not angry, no im quite the opposite. but im not depressed either, or sad, or happy... i just am. im here, not there, im thinking more about the hatred and disgust i see in people, rather, notice that people can be nice and caring. i can see into people, basically, i see past their mind barrir, of happyness or hate. i know why people hate others, i know why people put up with it. i know the anger behind ones smile. because, im not sure why, but in someway, this might be indirectly linked to myself. my hate, my barrir, my happyness, my sadness, my depression. i want to stop feeling, i hate these feelings i get. such as love, and show offy moments, just to impress a other person. i hate it all. I.... i want to die. die and be free''d from all emotion. I want to be like a bug, emotionless, and not caring about anything. i hate the way people think with only their sexual organs, which is just about everyone. men, you only want sex. woman, all you want is to fill your selfish desires, with dimonds, and gold, and other items, that when your dead, it wont matter what the ******** you had, i want to stop all my feelings, i just want to be. i dont want to be an emotional creature. i just want to be left alone. with no one, and nothing to care about. i want to be like the guy in the movie "jacket"(very beutyful movie) alone, just to think about...everything. i would love that. to be in a box, in a stright jacket, in the darkness. wonderful oblivion. i would love simply to be put inside a very small dark room, and simply be there, and fade away. waist away, and out of everyones memory. most people are forgotton when they die. and i will too. 200 years after i die, my great great great great great grand children wouldnt know who i was. i would be lost, a simple memory, a forgotton one. I''m just feeling so stupid, and i need to put this out there before i forget everything, and mold into one of the medicated freaks, who want nothing more than to follow an order, and be content with it. this happy...wait...thats not happy.... i made myself depressed again. P.S. Do not think i felt this way just because of a book. and this particular part is out of my own head, not from what i got out of jthm. ok? this was all out of my head, and i had to get it out. Okay... I'm going to try this again. Those people you just described to me? Only thinking with the brains in their pants and selfish beyond all reason? Those are people called "Preps" or "Popular kids" at my school. They wear clothes that are too revealing and too small, and think of nothing other than pleasuring themselves in different ways. Whether it be which boyfriend/girlfriend they want to go out with that weekend or if they should check their 80,000 lbs. of make-up on a "trip to the nurse," that's all they'll think about. They are to be ignored. And, hopefully, they'll will grow up, grow out of it and turn into mature, working adults. Second, I have the same problem. It's called "thinking too much." What you gotta do is just think about some of the things that make you happy. Maybe it's playing soccor with your friends or a day at the beach with a fresh lemonade at your side, think about something that brings you away from the things that make you sad or angry. Try eating something you love for one of your meals or snacks for the day (Chocolate makes the world go 'round biggrin ) or maybe invite some good friends over to your house sometime during the week and just enjoy yourselves. You said you like being in the woods? Try going into a part of the woods you haven't been into before. You're not just seeing firewood, your brain is just saying, "Seen that. Seen that. Seen THAT." It's bored. Give it something new to look at! It's not a bad thing to be able to see through someone into the turmoil they hold in! It's a gift. You can see it, and you can try and help them work through it. It just means your very in tune with the inner emotions of others around you, whether they show it or not. Also, it's not a bad thing that you feel emotion. Emotion makes a rollar coaster fun to ride, a scary movie frightening, and a good joke laughable! If you don't want to feel a certain feeling, make an effort to feel the feelings you want to feel. Playing a game you like or talking to a friend you can really confide in can really help you hit those target feelings. All people are linked to you in a way even if they just say hi to you as you pass by you in the hall. It's not your fault that the people around you are sad or angry, unless you did something directly to them to make them feel that way. A dark, dank little box? I think that might be bad for your back. sweatdrop What you might want to try instead of a straight jacket is find a spot in your house (Or the library. The library works wonders biggrin ) that you can call "your spot." My spot, for example, is the guest room that we hardly ever put guests in. It's got a nice little desk where I can write and draw all I want. An extra bonus would be if you can get a lock or a sign that says your in your spot and you want to be by yourself. While being with friends can make you happy, being alone with your own imagination and some music can help too. I know your imagination may be telling you of all these bad things, but how about trying to power those dark thoughts into something creative? Try dreaming up a story propelled by the power of your thoughts. Or a poem maybe. These dark thoughts keep bugging you because you can't seem to let them out. Power into something creative and maybe they'll leave you alone. I know that was a little long winded, but what I'm trying to say is maybe you should try and fix the problem before you deem killing yourself to be the best answer. You are not unfit to live! If that were true, you would have gone up to Heaven a long time ago. Don't worry, if you can be this stubborn with me, the ultimate stubborn person, I'm sure you can put that intention to prove yourself right into into kicking some psychological a**.
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2005 8:47 pm
Im a stranger to myself.
IM NOT DEPRESSED ANYMORE!! huzzah! but im really angry cause my moms a b***h! she wouldnt watch the phantom of the opra with me. she said she would, then she yelled at me to turn it off.
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