Unfortunate forehead suicide pusher

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whoflungpoop: Sep 9, 2004; With you and the constellations

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whoflungpoop: Sep 9, 2004; With you and the constellations

about as humiliating as suicide gets without boners/butts involved

# ¿ Mar 2, 2015 11:33

whoflungpoop: Sep 9, 2004; With you and the constellations

RonMexicosPitbull posted:

like that LF FTP goon who threw himself off a bridge because the cops shut down his underage party and in his note encouraged his friends to take gender studies classes. That was pretty funny and great gift of laughter for all involved.

Reading his suicide note someone might come to the conclusion that he was raped, but nope, he literally killed himself over a rape of someone he didnt even know

quote:

I suppose, in a lot of ways, this was how it was meant to end. The water tried to take me once and I�m drawn back to this day. Especially on a day like today.

There is a certain sense of irony involved in choosing to end my life in the one thing that�s always pushing forward. Even in this awful polluted bay, the water licks the seaweed and barnacle-covered pieces of rock. There�s some tortured metaphor in everything isn�t there?

When I was in elementary school, I often wondered if I�d get to be like Dad. I spent hours imagining my own reconstructed version of those stories. Initially, the base of these dreams was King Arthur. Endeared by months spent on that bed reading back and forth with mom, then it turned to Zelda, a black and white Gameboy game. The landmarks of St. Maarten all became transplants from that 2� by 2� screen. By the end of 2nd grade, however, it became your stories dad. All those years reading and imagining developed into that one strong fanciful King Arthur of New York. There is a special level of humility to all those tales. The triumphs and failings of a damaged man, certainly no less broken than the rest of us, but human, none the less.

My dreams and hopes have shifted since then, but that base has always been there. King Malone in the Volvo P1800 (with the broken headlights). These days, I�ve become more tired of remembering the past and wondering about the future. I�ve slowly watched that future collapse in on itself whether by my own actions or those of others and now I�m simply tired. My future is rubble and while below that rubble, there is still a foundation, my arms are weak and my tools are broken. My job is gone, relationships strained, and mugshot posted. Entropy is a funny thing I suppose. A house of stone may take a millennia to collapse, but it will collapse. Unfortunately, it would appear the imaginary building blocks of my future were far less sturdy.

Even absent that natural collapse, the sexual assault was too much. There was no adequate form of preparation available for that and no repair afterwards. What began as an earnest effort to help on the part of Amherst, became an emotionless hand washing. In those places I should�ve received help, I saw none. I suppose there are many possible reasons for this. But in the end, I�m still here and so too is that night. I hold no ill will nor do I place an iota of blame upon my family. I blame a society that remains unwilling to address sexual assault and rape. One that pays some object form of lip service to the idea of sexual crimes while working its hardest to marginalize its victims. One where the first question a college president can pose to me, regarding my own assault is, �Have you handled your drinking problem?�

My story is far from exceptional in this regard. Every two minutes there is another victim. 97% of rapists will never spend a day in jail. 1 in every 6 woman in the US has been a victim of rape and 1 in 33 men. Despite this, every awful myth about rape persists. Society will continue to blame women for the clothes they wear (despite hard evidence showing no link) and continue to say, �You shouldn�t have been there� when 73% of rapes are committed by non strangers and more than 50% take place within one mile of the victims home. (4 in 10 take place at their home) Sexual crime is viewed as inconsequential unless the fabled �dark alley with a gun� assault occurs and even then, women face the eternal, �why were you there? What were you wearing?� badgering.

To hear men and women speak of our culture as some Feminazi PC nightmare is embarrassing. To act as though we are not to be held accountable for our words and language is even worse. Free speech has never nor will it ever mean immunity from criticism. Words and languages have meaning. If you don�t think what you say or how you phrase it matters, look up Frank Luntz. The next time you carelessly use the N-word or any other derogatory term, the next time you call some man a bitch or a pussy, try to think about the repercussions of casual slurs. If you�re angry about political correctness or whatever other worthless phrase you feel is necessary, ask yourself why you feel not only entitled to the usage of slurs but compelled to. Read some real freaking feminist literature and stop listening to Rush Limbaugh too. �Feminism is for Everybody� by bell hooks is a good start.

Sorry I ranted a bit, but please have someone read the last two paragraphs to whomever comes to say goodbye. I love all of you and I know this will hurt you more than anything else I could have done, but I�m tired and the water looks beautiful. Pithy a statement as it may be, �suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem� is certainly accurate. I�d take my own advice, but I stopped listening nine months and six days ago.

Mom, I�m sure you will blame yourself for any number of things, but I want you to know it is not nor was it ever your fault. If it were not for you, dad, Dan, Callan, and everyone else, I never would have lasted this long. I love you more than I will ever be able to tell you. Please go to Costa Rica. You deserve every minute of it. Besides, I hear they pack your lunch for you in heaven.

Dad, I imagine this will hit you the hardest . I want you to know that I still have that dream. Even if I�ll never get to see it. Please take care of your health. Callan will need you and so will everyone else. I love you dad. Dan, Sorry about the $300. I�d pay you back if I could. You were right about most of the things you told me and I�m sorry that you�ll have to buy a ticket down as well. Take a break please. Find some way to spend time with everyone. I love you I�m sorry.

Callan, What happened over the last week has nothing to do with this, if nothing else, it was one helluva way to end it. Please study and work, You�re every bit as capable as I ever was. You can finish what I couldn�t. Spend the time you need to, please get A�s. I always wanted to name a son after dad and if you could for me, I�d be thankful. You are by no means required or even expected to. Do what you want to. Pet the dog too, she�s very nice. I love you Callan. You�re a beautiful girl and going to be a stunning woman. Don�t let anyone else tell you otherwise. Listen to dad and write down his stories cause I never could.

Sheng, Sorry I fell out of touch dude. You�re a great guy and I�m sorry that I�ll miss the parties. Make them count for me and even if it annoys you, try to take some Women and genders study classes. Tell nick I say hey (or bye I guess) as well. I�m not drunk enough to rant about politics right now, sorry. Either way, it meant more than you will ever know that you were such a good friend to me when I got back to Amherst.

Nathan- Freshman, you�re far too nice for your own good. No one dude, should be so willing to listen and talk. Sorry that I can�t give you the full story now, but I imagine the police report is funny as hell. Keep reading and do something important. Do me a favor and tell Sara Simonsson that my fake ID came in as well. Everyone else, I�m sorry, my hand is falling off. If we were friends, remember me for at least a week or so. Please listen to what I said about sexual assault. There are millions more just like me that need help and no, someone who is drunk cannot give consent, fuckers.

Remember me however you�d like. I hope it�s a positive memory. If not, I swear to god I will haunt you. I don�t know how that works, but I figure I�ll have plenty of time to figure it out. Lead a good life, everyone. The water looks beautiful.

# ¿ Mar 2, 2015 13:11

whoflungpoop: Sep 9, 2004; With you and the constellations

her facebook and twitter accts have been disabled now but lol at her last twitter post

Michelle Carter @michyc47 � Feb 2
"Kelsey on the Bachelor is one of those crazy psycho Lifetime movie murderers."

# ¿ Mar 2, 2015 19:55

whoflungpoop: Sep 9, 2004; With you and the constellations

King Vidiot posted:

Okay then she literally murdered him with words. That's something you don't see everyday _{because it's underreported and really hard to prove or investigate}.

but in this case the two exchanged over 1000 txts in the last 2 days of his life , also txts from her misleading and lying to others when questioned about where he was (he did it in a kmart parking lot lol)

so the evidence is there, its just there arent any laws on the books about not being an unfathomably evil oval office

# ¿ Mar 2, 2015 20:21