[X] My Assistant

And the reason for this is that you can't and there isn't one.

Not in this thread, sweetlips.

Nobody.
Who the blue fuck are you?

Nobody, obviously.

You're nobody, therefore there never was a somebody which prevents there from ever being an anybody else.

Deathy, please don't do anything and please don't leave us.

Sometimes it helps to talk about what's troubling you and it can help lift the burden of what's hurting you inside. If this is over someone you've loved and lost, a lot of us here have gone through that and we can help you get through it. But please don't feel you have to do this alone, we can help, or at least try to help you feel better.

Okay, uh, can you find Jesus Christ?

Can you find me a teapot in space?

Can you find me a teapot in space?

I think it's in Tenboro's sig. I've read that a million times and still can't figure it out.

Thanks Tens... you are always kind with other ppl, but... my problem can't be solved by talking...
Besides, I am blinded right now, by depression hate, and lost hopes... all that might not let me see anything else... I even know that.
But, right now, I don't listen to anyone's word. And talking won't help me... believ me...

I don't believe people that can't spell :<

Well, here's the deal. You hang on--they're fantasies at this point. You keep watching, and see if it doesn't just kinda mature into something different. And if it doesn't...you go talk to someone. Don't you ever, ever--do not act on it. OMG...no. No, and I'll tell you why: You're not wildly screwed up, you just got a touch of screwball in ya.

And if you're REALLY screwed up, you can kill people and eat them. And then, y'know, just save the vagina, and have sex with it, and wear it like a batting doughnut...for a couple of months, and sleep like a baby! That's part of being really fucked up--not being too bothered--or at least not being bothered enough by your actions that you don't do 'em again. But some people are on the cuffs, and they can have a bad episode, and it's gonna haunt them for the rest of their life.

This post has been edited by D.D.D.: Sep 15 2009, 21:38

Like the great Bruce Cockburn once said, "You gotta kick at the darkness till it bleeds daylight."

Thanks Tens... you are always kind with other ppl, but... my problem can't be solved by talking...
Besides, I am blinded right now, by depression hate, and lost hopes... all that might not let me see anything else... I even know that.
But, right now, I don't listen to anyone's word. And talking won't help me... believ me...

Hey, screwball? Earth to screwball. You need to begin assessing reality realistically.
You're worth more than that. Hold your head up; the world is your oyster--I mean, because that's all the world is.

Let me give you my unbiased, Freudian opinion. You might really need to seek help.
Part of havin' a mental illness is lack of insight--you don't realize what you're doin'.
If you've got the gene, it does not stop; this is something that needs to be treated.

I really am serious. Let's sort've look at the big picture here. Do you have normal relationships?
Were you abandoned when you were a kid? Were you left alone for long periods of time?
And, are you in treatment--have you been in treatment? I mean, like a psychiatrist. Ever?

Did you ever see that movie Air Bud? Just checkin'.

You need to talk to a therapist or a psychiatrist. This could be a little chemical imbalance.
You need a thorough psychiatric assessment and therapy. No, I'm sure of it.
I mean, people have been awful to you, and if you really wanna get on with your life...

You have been horribly traumatized, and it is affecting your adult life.
You're good 'n functional--that's the good news. That's nice.
You will be fine IF you get some help. You gotta treat it like a second job.
You are one of those people, right now.

But, if you get some help, and you get some therapy, and you do the work that's required...you can have a good life, and a family--and a loving family--and a wonderful, productive life. You really can. And you can't stay home and feel sorry for yourself--you have to treat it like it's an illness, in a way. And you have to go to work on it.

This needs treatment; you need some help. And the fact that you've gone this far without any kind of intervention is remarkable and shows just the kind of fortitude you have. I mean, you could really be less far well off than you are. Everything's a mess, but you can get yourself right. Just work on it! It's alright, it's not a death sentence.

This post has been edited by D.D.D.: Sep 20 2009, 02:23

Yeah, listen to D.D.D. He gets over 160 posts per day so he must know what he's talking about. He's obviously left the house enough to get all that life experience and everything.

SCHLAMMED!!!

Yeah, listen to D.D.D. He gets over 160 posts per day so he must know what he's talking about. He's obviously left the house enough to get all that life experience and everything.

I'm starting to like you.

Yeah, listen to D.D.D. He gets over 160 posts per day so he must know what he's talking about. He's obviously left the house enough to get all that life experience and everything.

My God, Tens. You seem SO angry at me. There's just this frightening energy. Alright... Hey, Tens? Lemme tell ya what's goin' on. I'm a spammer AND a talker. But believe you me, I've picked up on how you apparently don't like guys who spam too much. Alright, well, now, don't come down on poor, little me, Your Lordship. What's with all this sudden lording over and this hostile energy toward me? I noticed this just today; I've always liked the way you looked at me, until now...

If anyone wants to hear the story of my life--and I'll make this very fast--I'm not that desperate to accumulate posts, or anything. I'm just bored out of my gourd. When I've got nothing else to work on, I'm always just a sponge for anything to do. When I'm bored, my mind starts working out rhythms, trying to entertain itself. That's my mode: I like spamming, because it's a simple activity.

Repeated spamming might not be enough stimulation for you, but boring in your mind might actually be really exciting to somebody else. Where is the wisdom in that? I dunno. It was a plan, and I went with it. Maybe not a very good plan. Well, it is funny that some people have certain sensibilities, for instance. No one would argue about that. I mean, some things that certain people cannot enjoy, other people have no difficulty doing so. And then, those same people partake in something the other people couldn't stand.

Your posts ramble on forever, Onibaloney.

Yes, uh, I don't like to read, either--I believe it poisons the mind. However, I do try to write palatably.

You and your crafty double-talk :3

-sigh- Why am I such a weakhearted.. since Tens asked me, I have been douting if I really should do this...

Well, we're livin' in a democracy, my friend. Let's put it to a vote.

-sigh- Fine... let's do it your way... I mean, what's the worst that could happen, I would keep alive and suffering, and I am already used to that.

Let's do it your way man.

Well, better to have your butt kicked, than your butt pricked, as my grandfather always used to say. Pardon the pun. You seem empty, because you didn't have enough nourishment, and sort've gave up the idea of ever receiving the nourishment you need. Surround yourself with friends. For they are the most valuable thing to you. You have friends here who like you--well, I do. It'd make a lot of people feel sad if you're not able to stick around. Try to see things in a more positive light, and love yourself and people will surely love you.