The Confessional Thread

[ladyislingering]

Originally Posted by WhateverDude

I relate too much to this post. I wasn't born for this world. I'm out of place here. I don't belong here, literally nothing that has happened for the people who are happy here and now has any importance to me. I don't. ****ing care. About. The latest. ****in iPhone app. Nor do I care about anything else on this planet. It can all burn. Should it do so, I'll have marshemellows, graham crackers, and vegan-friendly chocolate at the ready. Everything can ****ing die, IDgAF.

Same.

I don't care for the world most people live in. I don't care that their goddamn car can call their friends while they're driving; I don't care what famous people are doing; I don't care that anyone's going on vacations or living lavishly or trying to get back to their roots by eating frozen vegetables or whatever the hell people are doing. I don't give a damn about any of it. There's too much bull**** everywhere; too much of everything all the time. People are way too connected, too distracted, too ****ed up beyond our wildest dreams - I don't think any of us would have imagined people would be so ****ed up right now.

There are so few people I can relate to, even to the smallest extent. They're all wrapped up in a world of their own, though essentially the majority seems to live in the same world that I have always felt outside of. I am beside myself; I am beside much of the world. I'm 25 going on 70 and I don't know how to feel about that at all.

I don't like that people treat me differently because of how I look, that people just ... gaze at my hair or any other one of my features; to me it's all normal, like, damn, all the girls grew their hair like mine in a time I feel more closely connected to.... all the girls collected records, used the word 'groovy' on a daily basis, and so on and so forth (I can't think straight but every aspect of my personality is somehow alien to most people).

I'm so ****ing uncomfortable all the time because this world has nothing to offer me anymore. My heart is well taken care of; I remain deeply in love, but that is really one of the only virtues of my life. My job is incredible; I work hard every day for ... well, .... when it all boils down to it, we're all working for some ideal life that we're chasing in vain because death will put a stop to it all eventually. Why do we even bother; everyone wants to be rich or be known, to be someone.

I just want to transport myself to my past life.

Or to figure out a way to be somehow closer to my "natural habitat" ... whatever that means, I'll know it when I've created it or seen it somehow.

[Frownland]

Two girls that I dated in high school became lesbians after we broke up.

[The Batlord]

Originally Posted by ladyislingering

Spoiler for dude:

Same.

I ponder it every year around my birthday.

My life is incredible; there is so much beauty in it.

But I'm so uncomfortable.

There's so much I hate about life in the 21st century. So few things of this modern age catch my attention, or make me feel at ease. Shit, I even hate newer cars from the past 30 years. Nothing attractive, nothing special. Even architecture bores me to death because everything is so plain; everything is homogenized to the point where nothing is elegant or interesting at all.

I hate people; the stupid way they act, the way they speak, their ignorance, their self-indulgence. I hate the way everyone dies eventually but they still act like their life is somehow important; they act as if they're so goddamn special that everything they do today will matter someday. People are so up their own asses, it's ridiculous. I just can't do it sometimes.

My life is beautiful; life itself is what's ugly.

Originally Posted by WhateverDude

Spoiler for dude:

I relate too much to this post. I wasn't born for this world. I'm out of place here. I don't belong here, literally nothing that has happened for the people who are happy here and now has any importance to me. I don't. ****ing care. About. The latest. ****in iPhone app. Nor do I care about anything else on this planet. It can all burn. Should it do so, I'll have marshemellows, graham crackers, and vegan-friendly chocolate at the ready. Everything can ****ing die, IDgAF.

Originally Posted by ladyislingering

Spoiler for dude:

Same.

I don't care for the world most people live in. I don't care that their goddamn car can call their friends while they're driving; I don't care what famous people are doing; I don't care that anyone's going on vacations or living lavishly or trying to get back to their roots by eating frozen vegetables or whatever the hell people are doing. I don't give a damn about any of it. There's too much bull**** everywhere; too much of everything all the time. People are way too connected, too distracted, too ****ed up beyond our wildest dreams - I don't think any of us would have imagined people would be so ****ed up right now.

There are so few people I can relate to, even to the smallest extent. They're all wrapped up in a world of their own, though essentially the majority seems to live in the same world that I have always felt outside of. I am beside myself; I am beside much of the world. I'm 25 going on 70 and I don't know how to feel about that at all.

I don't like that people treat me differently because of how I look, that people just ... gaze at my hair or any other one of my features; to me it's all normal, like, damn, all the girls grew their hair like mine in a time I feel more closely connected to.... all the girls collected records, used the word 'groovy' on a daily basis, and so on and so forth (I can't think straight but every aspect of my personality is somehow alien to most people).

I'm so ****ing uncomfortable all the time because this world has nothing to offer me anymore. My heart is well taken care of; I remain deeply in love, but that is really one of the only virtues of my life. My job is incredible; I work hard every day for ... well, .... when it all boils down to it, we're all working for some ideal life that we're chasing in vain because death will put a stop to it all eventually. Why do we even bother; everyone wants to be rich or be known, to be someone.

I just want to transport myself to my past life.

Or to figure out a way to be somehow closer to my "natural habitat" ... whatever that means, I'll know it when I've created it or seen it somehow.

I kinda feel the same in a lot of ways (not about being stuck in the seventies though), but in the last few years I've decided I don't really care about all that I don't care about. I take my cue from the Joker. Rather than rail against and bitch about a world that pisses me off, I'd rather just sit back and watch it all happen, for better or worse, while indulging in indifferent amusement.

We're all gonna die someday, and in all likelihood there is no afterlife, so does it really even matter if we're actually wasting our lives? In about sixty years I'm not going to remember how much I screwed up, or how well I did, so does getting upset over the state of the world, or much of anything in general, even make sense?

Maybe, but **** it.

So the middle east is going to hell, so Kim Kardashian won't get off my TV, so my employment history is crap, so I can't stand being in the presence of 99% of the people I meet. With any luck one or more of those things will get settled in time for me to enjoy them, but if not, I still get to be amused at the train wreck in the meantime.

P.S. Besides. Watching Kanye West walk into a sign never gets old, so TMZ gets a pass from me.

[Black Francis]

Originally Posted by Frownland

Two girls that I dated in high school became lesbians after we broke up.

Surely you had nothing to do with it..

[Frownland]

Originally Posted by Black Francis

Surely you had nothing to do with it..

For the record I did have long hair so it was probably a good transition for them.

[GuD]

Originally Posted by The Batlord

I kinda feel the same in a lot of ways (not about being stuck in the seventies though), but in the last few years I've decided I don't really care about all that I don't care about. I take my cue from the Joker. Rather than rail against and bitch about a world that pisses me off, I'd rather just sit back and watch it all happen, for better or worse, while indulging in indifferent amusement.

We're all gonna die someday, and in all likelihood there is no afterlife, so does it really even matter if we're actually wasting our lives? In about sixty years I'm not going to remember how much I screwed up, or how well I did, so does getting upset over the state of the world, or much of anything in general, even make sense?

Maybe, but **** it.

So the middle east is going to hell, so Kim Kardashian won't get off my TV, so my employment history is crap, so I can't stand being in the presence of 99% of the people I meet. With any luck one or more of those things will get settled in time for me to enjoy them, but if not, I still get to be amused at the train wreck in the meantime.

P.S. Besides. Watching Kanye West walk into a sign never gets old, so TMZ gets a pass from me.

You bring up excellent points. I can relate to them as well but sometimes, man. I just crack once in a while and start hating ****.

On the bolded bit, though it looks like it could've been staged I'm glad I saw that. Something about the man just irks me. I don't care enough for what I've heard of his music to check it out further but I've seen him in interviews and just.. ick. Confidence is one thing, but without humility you're just arrogant. He strikes me as arrogant.

[Black Francis]

i have friend who has changed very dramatically and me and his mutual friends don't know why..

we speculate he drank some "Te de campana" which is a very powerful hallucinogen, i think it's known in America as this

Brugmansia - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Cause there is something very off with him, like he came back from a drug trip all messed up, he lashes out like some rebellious teenager or sometimes he has little face ticks

last time we went out with him, he started to hit on some girls in a very creepy aggressive way and he didn't even realise he was annoying them he thought he had them but we had to intervene.

idk exactly what happened to him but he's not the guy i used to know, he was a great drummer in my friend's reggae/ska band but they fired him because of his erratic behavior.
he has been shunned a little by everyone and without supervision the guy is worst! but how can you fix him? im afraid he's gonna end up in a loony bin at this pace.

[hate paper doll]

Is this something he's used on a frequent basis or a one time thing?

[Black Francis]

Originally Posted by hate paper doll

Is this something he's used on a frequent basis or a one time thing?

Honestly, we are not sure if it's even that, we speculate that because that's how alot of ppl comeback from that trip, it's either that or he cracked his head like Gary busey, all we know is he is like a maniac sometimes, and we've told him but he just laughs it off..

He's not one of my closest friend, i don't have the trust to slap him back to reality, but deep down i know he is a good guy and i don't wanna see him loose his mind.

Btw, reading the wiki for the drug i found it is actually related to this one.

http://www.musicbanter.com/lounge/68...trol-drug.html

i think it's the recreational use for that drug, it f*cks ppl up.

[GuD]

I have the hots for my Boss's sister. She's so not even my type at all but I really just wanna bend her over something and show her the business.

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