...it's weird, I know.

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They still won't let you spray it on by yourself?

ReturnofDOOK said:

are things that bad?

PurpleRein said:

yes, he voted for Bush.

Imago said:

no..think about what Dook said..the only thing keeping him around is the fact that his parents are still alive. otherwise he has no reason to live..

PurpleRein said:

He's being dramatic. That's Dook.
Karen probably talked to him and consuled him.
She's good like that.

Imago said:

She is!

If I didn't have children, I would have done it a long time ago.

jerseykrs said:

I'm sorry you feel that way. You have so much to give..

AndGodCreatedMe said:

Is this some kind of girl-on-girl thing your eluding to?

Imago said:

PurpleRein said:

Yeah he could give up those conservative inclinations, and we'd all want him to live!

Lammastide said:

jerseykrs said:

the thing that bothers me is how intolerant liberals are of non liberals

PurpleRein said:

Oh that is rich!

jerseykrs said:

jerseykrs said:

it's true.

PurpleRein said:

Oh, relax. I couldn't care less who's red or blue. Iran's gonna blow y'all all up together, anyway.

Just razzing Dook.
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ReturnofDOOK said:

ReturnofDOOK said:

It's not weird at all. I've had long stretches in my life where I would have gladly ended the pain but couldn't do it because it would hurt other people.
Hang on and things'll look better.

I'm dying tomorrow
This house, this street, Chicago
I'm dying tomorrow
Did I do it right
Did I remember to sleep in
Take lots of pills
Commit irreversible sins
Did I at least try to kiss the prettiest girl
At the right time
Did I remember to keep your beer as full as mine
Did I remember to say cheers
Did I at least try to make sure everybody had a good time
Had the best time
Did I remember to stay up late
Drinking for the fun
Drinking for the taste
Did I run outside to kiss the rain
Under electrical skies
I'm dying tomorrow
This house, this street, Chicago
I'm dying tomorrow
Did I do it right

jerseykrs said:

I don't have children, but it crosses my mind quite a bit. Depends on my meds situation. I'm really bad at telling anyone to feel better, though. When people give me platitudes, I know they mean well, but it doesn't make me feel any better. Sometimes it actually makes me feel worse.

u2prnce said:

I know exactly how you feel my friend, EXACTLY.

jerseykrs said:

No platitudes...just feel bad at not knowing the words to say to make you feel all better

PurpleRein said:

There aren't any, this is just how "I" am. I make it through just fine though, so no worries.

jerseykrs said:

damn, except for the heterosexuality parts, this could be about me being sick the last few weeks, right down to the chicago part.

Anx..have you ever been with a girl?

You told me that you want to die
I said I've been there myself more than a few times
And I go back every once in a while
You called me lucky, you.. you called me lucky.

You said tonight is a wonderful night to die
I asked you how you could tell you told me to look at the sky
Look at all those stars,
Look at how goddamn ugly the stars are.

It's one or another
Between a rope and a bottle
I can tell you're having trouble breathing

Cuz you'll never be OK
You'll never be OK
(You'll always be in pain)
You'll always feel this way
Cuz things they never work out right
(the wrong way the lonely way)
You'll always be in pain

You told me that the daylight burned you
and that the sunrise was enough to kill you
I said maybe you're a vampire
You said it's quite possible I feel truly dead inside.

It's one or another
Between a rope and a bottle
I can tell you're having trouble breathing

Cuz you'll never be OK
You'll never be OK
(You'll always be in pain)
You'll always feel this way
Cuz things they never work out right
(the wrong way the lonely way)
You'll always be in pain

Don't forget to let your life rot you inside out.
Don't forget to let your life rot you inside out.
Don't forget to let your life rot you inside out.

PurpleRein said:

if my parents weren't alive, i'd get with one.