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Early this morning I put on my shoes and went outside into the street and smoked a cigarette, like I always do. I began to think, Where did my life go wrong? There's got to be a reason for instance, why I have no money. I mean, I love my dog (a dalmation), and I love the fact that I can still get high. And I can play the guitar, which calms me down. But you know what I started to think? This is all bullshit, because life is too drat short. You have to love the life you get. You never know when it's your time. Today, you could get run over by a car or somebody could shoot you. Honestly, I may just—and take my advice here—just take all my remaining money and give it to charity. Because I truly believe love, as a guiding principle to life, is within my grasp. Because what goes around, comes around. I promise you. Try to get around that fact, and life will serve you. This is all why, for instance, I don't cry when my dog runs away. Or get angry because I have to pay bills. Or when my mom smokes weed, then moves on to drinking, and is now smoking crack. Whether you gently caress or fight, I mean, it's all the same, right? My dog is the only thing that's keeping me sane right now. I need to open my heart and let the love come back to me. Anyway, just had to write all that poo poo out and get it off my chest. Sorry it's long.
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Sir John Feelgood posted:Early this morning I put on my shoes and went outside into the street and smoked a cigarette, like I always do. I began to think, Where did my life go wrong? There's got to be a reason for instance, why I have no money. I mean, I love my dog (a dalmation), and I love the fact that I can still get high. And I can play the guitar, which calms me down. how high are you right now
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Jul 2, 2014 18:48
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Jul 2, 2014 18:48
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Eat your dog's heart to gain its strength.
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Jul 2, 2014 18:49
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I was expecting tubgirl but this is somehow even more gross.
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Jul 2, 2014 18:49
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did you use my debit card info to buy stupid poo poo from vitamin shoppe you bastard sounds like you can't cope, which may be a genetic flaw
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Jul 2, 2014 18:50
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Have a shower and remove the poo poo from your chest it will probably improve your quality of life.. Post results on how you feel after.
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Jul 2, 2014 18:50
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Thought this was a german prostitute AMA.
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Jul 2, 2014 18:50
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Liking sublime is like the number one indicator of being a white loser that so desperately wants to be cool like the black people but doesn't have any black friends to co-opt culture from.
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Jul 2, 2014 18:50
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Sir John Feelgood posted:Early this morning I put on my shoes and went outside into the street and smoked a cigarette, like I always do. I began to think, Where did my life go wrong? There's got to be a reason for instance, why I have no money. I mean, I love my dog (a dalmation), and I love the fact that I can still get high. And I can play the guitar, which calms me down. why are you such a human being?
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Jul 2, 2014 18:50
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drink a 40 oz and free yourself from bad posting op
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Jul 2, 2014 18:51
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It seemed fine at the time. Fun, even. It didn't occur to me until later, much later in my life, that brother and sister didn't normally do that sort of thing. And when I realized that what we had done was wrong, that the recollections I had of sucking on my sisters nipples and sticking my penis inside of her were abnormal, I brought up the issues I had with the only person I though would understand, my sister. But she denied that anything had happened. By the time I had brought it up to her, I was almost a teenager, and she was obviously embarrassed by the entire situation. But her denial drove me crazy. I was eight years old, I was already confused by most of the world and the people inside of it, and suddenly I found that memories I had, distinct memories that I could recall, were called into question. I didn't know who to trust if I couldn't even trust my own memories. And in time, I forgot the memories, I forgot what had happened to me when I was five years old. I forgot the countless nights, when I was five years old, spent with my sister, a young teen trying to discover he sexuality with the only male she had readily available to her. And with time, I would come to believe my depression, my feelings of alienation and my isolation was due to my physically and emotionally abusive father alone. I would come to forget the sexual exploration I was too young to understand, too young to forget, and had been told by the very person I had experienced it with that I had made it up. That I was a liar, and had fabricated my memories. So I forgot. I forgot about my abuse, I forgot about the experiences that would taint me forever, that would ruin me. Until I couldn't forget anymore. Until, on one fateful summer night, I couldn't forget anymore, and all my memories came rushing back to me. My life changed that night. I was never the same. I told my mother, who subsequently called my sister, who denied such a heinous act, and my mother believed her. As would my grand mother, and would most, if not all of my other family members. I became labeled as a liar. Most presumably thought I had made up such an act for attention. It wasn't until years later that my sister came clean, that she admitted what she had done, and by that point, my reputation was already ruined , as were my relationships with most of my family. And by the time she came forward, my claims were already old news, and few felt the desire to address such a topic. So, my isolation furthered, I withdrew even more.
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Jul 2, 2014 18:51
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Nah Sublime is good he Columbused Reggae for white people
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Jul 2, 2014 18:52
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Can you play Wonderwall?
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Jul 2, 2014 18:53
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Give me the money instead of charity. They give it to poor people and they spend it on poor people. Just think of the poor money, forced to be handed over to some cashier at safeways for a loaf of bread. If you give it to me, that money will be spent at whole foods. Please, think of the money
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Jul 2, 2014 18:53
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i dont cry when my dog runs away
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Jul 2, 2014 18:57
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stuntwaffle posted:drink a 40 oz and free yourself from bad posting op
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Jul 2, 2014 19:00
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i loving hate sublime so much and since i smoke and all my friends smoke i have it inflicted on me at a way higher frequency than i'd like
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Jul 2, 2014 19:00
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Just use soap and water to get some poo poo off your chest, it's an easy fixin' ! hope this handy tip helps!
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Jul 2, 2014 19:06
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Sir John Feelgood posted:Early this morning I put on my shoes and went outside into the street and smoked a cigarette, like I always do. I began to think, Where did my life go wrong? There's got to be a reason for instance, why I have no money. I mean, I love my dog (a dalmation), and I love the fact that I can still get high. And I can play the guitar, which calms me down. song was played way too much on the radio and i hate it a lot
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Jul 2, 2014 19:08
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If you kill yourself by jumping off a high bridge into a river no one will even know that you had poo poo on your chest OP, good luck.
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Jul 2, 2014 19:08
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i'm going to fresh and easy to get something to eat. didn't read the op. see ya in like 15 minutes
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Jul 2, 2014 19:08
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im really mad at you op for subjecting me to memories of tihs song
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Jul 2, 2014 19:09
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Broenheim posted:Give me the money instead of charity. They give it to poor people and they spend it on poor people. Just think of the poor money, forced to be handed over to some cashier at safeways for a loaf of bread. If you give it to me, that money will be spent at whole foods. if people give you money, you'll spend the money, making more money available for other people to give to the poor. you are a good person.
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Jul 2, 2014 19:10
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Sir John Feelgood posted:I may just—and take my advice here—just take all my remaining money and give it to charity. Because I truly believe love, as a guiding principle to life, is within my grasp. let us know how it turns out.
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Jul 2, 2014 19:10
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metis
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Jul 2, 2014 19:10
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I thought this was gonna be about a woman getting a breast reduction
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Jul 2, 2014 19:11
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gbs won't tolerate this level of earnestness, sorry OP
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Jul 2, 2014 19:12
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honestly i expected a keyboard goop re-enactment of someone wiping literal poo poo off their chest this site breaks me sometimes
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Jul 2, 2014 19:13
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Heroon with jimmy hendrix
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Jul 2, 2014 19:14
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grady posted:why do you have poo poo on your chest his dog is poorly trained
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Jul 2, 2014 19:20
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Darth123123 posted:high how are you right now ftfy
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Jul 2, 2014 19:28
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did you dog poo poo on your chest?
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Jul 2, 2014 19:30
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gas
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Jul 2, 2014 19:37
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i dunno man. that might be the wrong way
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Jul 2, 2014 20:15
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please don't kill yourself.
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Jul 2, 2014 20:28
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I suggest a shower and a less scat play interested partner.
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Jul 2, 2014 20:51
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free mumia
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Jul 2, 2014 20:56
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If your dog is running away, he probably lacks sufficient stimulation. Maybe stop smoking so much weed and take him for a walk every once in a while? Also, Sublime sucks.
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Jul 2, 2014 20:57
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ChairmanMeow posted:please don't kill yourself. All men must die
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