Fucking seriously. They all either need to stfu or leap in front of an oncoming train.

I have a friend, used to be my best friend, but I think we will never be able to be best friends again after something that happened about a year ago now. Over the course of a few weeks, my aunt died, my life was threatened (long story -- but very serious, at the time, maybe not so much now), and I inherited I house where I had to kick out a bunch of methheads. Very stressful, going to court every week (and in fact, I'm still going, a year later, for things related to this, though it's not as bad as it was..), you know, whatever. I was really depressed one day and my friend said, "I really don't know what you are so upset about." after I told him everything that's been happening. I just looked at him. Of course he wouldn't know -- he's one of the richest people I know. When his dad dies, he inherits a million dollars. He's never had a moment in his life where his mom or dad wouldn't pay to get him out of a jam. He's never had to work a day in his life. Of course he doesn't have problems. Anyway, that night made me look at things really differently with him. I still go around him, but we stopped playing music together and stopped collaborating, in general, for the most part...

I'm not friends with anyone who hasn't had it rough. They don't have any fucking idea of what it's like to be homeless, or what it's like to go a week without eating because you can't afford food. And I've never met anyone who hasn't complained about their life, despite the fact it's been nothing but fucking cake. Actually, everyone I know that's had it rough seems to complain less.

money may not buy you happiness, but it makes things a lot less stressful. which is sort of like happiness, so nevermind.

How many of you can say that your parents trained you to be a cold-hearted assassin by the age of 13? Huh? Well, I can. Top that for a sucky life.

mmm
quite a few things spring to mind, but obviously:
- insulting my dad for a good two hours while i was going through a very bad nervous breakdown when i was 19. He sat through all this garbage i was throwing to his face, looking at his feet, waiting for it to stop. I threatened to kill him quite a few times that night but i don't remember as i was heavily on drugs. But i can recall pretty clearly that my girlfriend and my mother were "hiding" in the kitchen during that whole - long - time , crying.

- ending that 1 year long relationship with another girlfriend when i was 24. She killed herself with meds that same night at her parents'. Took me about two years for my brain to see the light of day again.

last night i got arrested, that sucked ass

a friend also died recently'

but i gotta keep on truckin.

Wow (at greedrex, re: the second paragraph)... sorry man.



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Um...

Satan, what'd you get arrested for?

assault

shit

Well, she is Satan.

Yr right nothin really matters..it can all just slip away at any time

i'm going to ask them for a copy of my mugshot

Some true worse things about me:

Girlfriend breakups initiated by the girlfriend
Getting fired from a job (only once in my life)
Getting acne in high school
Dorm roommate caught me beating off once (embarrassing!)
Inadvertantly having my debit card rejected in a restaurant, i.e., not keeping an eye on my bank balance
Daughter getting arrested for pot possession in high school
Daughter stealing my record collection and Taylor guitar (I got them all back except for Broken English, which I replaced eventually)
Getting threatened to be beaten up by the school bully in 2nd grade when I was a new kid in school (after recess I blubbered to the teacher about it, broke down crying and buried my head in her tummy)
Had terrible pollen allergies 13 to about 23 years old
Parents moved us to a hick town in Iowa when I was a junior in high school
Had to take Catechism lessons EVERY goddamned Saturday morning from 1st grade through 9th ( I started skipping after that)
Had to attend Mass every goddamned Sunday of my life living with my parents

That's kind of how I feel. I am surrounded in my career by rich little grls fresh out of state college. When I was thier age I was (and still am) clawing my way out of hole after hole. I paid for my own AS degree while I worked as a fucking Burger King manager...stopped and got married....started again....stopped to have a kid ....started again...stopped to have a kid....10 years have gone by...finally finish! I was born poor but I have made it better. Everyday some crazy shit happens to me and no one here can even begin to comprehend my situation. They just go on back to the lap top daddy bought em.

I used to get a little jealous, but now I realize how much more I do posess. You cannot buy life experience. Keeps shit interesting.

I experienced these exact scenerios. CCD class on Sat mass on Sunday. I love and hate the catholic church at the same time. As I got older I realized they were teaching me stuff that did not exist in the bible. I thank my mom for makin me go though cause I have that faith pounded in my head. I love god and believe in him. I would not have made it through anything in my life without my faith.

Yeah, I've had to work for everything I have. Work hard. People can't help being born into a rich family or whatever, but they can help being empathetic to others. I mean, I go out of my way to help people who need it -- and I certainly need help myself. You know?

What probably was the turning point for me was Plastic Ono Band, hearing that in 8th grade. I asked my CCD teacher what Lennon meant by "God is a concept by which we measure our pain," and he got pissed off at me but couldn't answer. I realized then what closed-minded idiots my CCD teachers were.

That is classic!!!!!!!!I would always challenge the teachers with such things. I would bring in my Mudhoney tapes to share..stirred up as much controversy as possible. Down here in the deep south you can imagine how touchy these churches are.

Imagine there's no heaven....easy if you try..Lennon is the shit..I always thought he did have deep down faith in god even though most did not see it.

One of my worst memories is of the flood in the basement (actually the sewer backed up during a heavy rain!) of my parents' new house when I was about 16. Completely ruined my entire collection of comic books. I had great ones, too. Luckily my albums were upstairs.

Yeah. I think he had it on as deep a level as Harrison. Certainly in a very humanistic way.

All the other kids thought they were being edgy bringing in their Jesus Christ Superstar albums. I show up with POB.

i got it

hahahaha i'm going to blow it up and put it on the wall

Harrison definitly had a great level of faith. I always looked up to him for that. He was proud of it.

I love Jesus christ superstar! It was edgy in my time 90's. Very funny stuff.

Please post a copy here or in Post a Picture of Yourself.

Love ya,

gmku.

i did

you don't really wanna know.

Yr in GA right? They are even more conservative there than they are here from my experience. My baptist side of the family is from Eastmon, GA.

you can cry, you can mope
but can you swing from a good good rope?

Not since gym class in 3rd grade. It made me feel funny "down there."

Savanah is great. only about 2 hrs from here, so my hubby and i visit from time to time. i just luv the fact that you can walk around piss drunk and no one really cares.

i can't even tell you how many times that has happened to me.

I have had a lot of shit, but I don't feel like discussing it here.. the one thing i will share was a life-changing experience back in highschool. The police shot and killed a friend of mine with fucking machine guns, and they had us all pretty terrified cuz we were already getting into a bunch of heat with them over some other shootings and fights on our block. My friend Gonzalo was not involved in any of that though, he was unaffiliated with us in that regard. We knew him from another part of town, a different circle of friends. He was a goodie goodie, all he did was drink too much sometimes. They got him on a dui, somehow got confused and pitted his car in a bs pursuit, shot the motherfucker dukes of hazzard style hanging out the window busting caps, stung him in the arm... after you just got shot by the police are you going to stop?

he tried to get home, didn't make it. He got out of the car, did what they said, but couldn't raise his arm (cuz they had already shot it) and so they lit him up with fucking machine gun fire. The worst part is we saw on this on video, a TV camera caught the whole thing, even poor Gonzo's last breath!

I have never trusted ANY police again.. changed my life forever.

My dog died in my arms. I didn't know what was wrong with her and there wasn't anything I could do.

i was called a racist by a fat white dude

Oh, and my mom was convinced that I was crazy for a good while. Sent me to all these doctors and made my life fucking hell.

I know she meant well and did it cause she loves me, but I was perfectly happy before all that shit. In the end I refused to do anything related to the issue (no doctors, no pills) and I've been a lot happier ever since. Things aren't quite the same though.

I have had to "put down" three beloved dogs in my lifetime. It is truly the saddest time. I know what you mean.

I'd put down a dog before, and it was really nothing compared to this.

Not that is wasn't sad or hard ;)

i just deja vued the fuck out of myself. i accidentally clicked on the hairdo thread twice. the second time i thought i was on a different thread. obviously i was not and now you're all going to pay. PAY WITH YOUR DNA HAHAHHAHA


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BVwU8KX2yT8

my best friend going mental trying to kill himself many times then killing someone else with a crossbow and a hammer and for some reason he still cant explain feeling the need to send me a photo of this on my phone

messes up my head because i feel like i lost someone but im on the wrong side of it no one died that i love but he was like my brother and i miss him.

i explained to the police conversations i had with him when he was clearly losing the plot but they didnt present any of this in court, so he went away for life but not to the right place, he's on a shitload of different meds now and the prison doesnt really know what to do with him

wow, that's intense. im so sorry!