The "What Are You Doing This Moment" Thread
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IamstheblackWizards
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Ah I hate dimmu too. I love calling bands like them "Hollywood black metal", because they just seem like an exaggerated form of the genre, what hollywood would depict as black metal if they were to make a movie on it.
Much better than skinny puppy and ohgr though. I cant fucking stand industrial. And stupid goth kids. idk why but people think I am. I try just wearing regular jeans these days, and whatever band shirt I feel like...and a sweatshirt...I feel like his goth stank stuck with me, and it wont rub off no matter how hard I try.
Much better than skinny puppy and ohgr though. I cant fucking stand industrial. And stupid goth kids. idk why but people think I am. I try just wearing regular jeans these days, and whatever band shirt I feel like...and a sweatshirt...I feel like his goth stank stuck with me, and it wont rub off no matter how hard I try.
Xorv
Drug the Priest
go read some greek literature
Just got done reading Beowulf. Not greek, anglo-saxon.
Srontgorrth
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IamstheblackWizards
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Yeah its very...John Cusack of me.
I'd hate to be with someone who wouldn't want to come to shows with me though, or would be really miserable going with me because they don't like the band. And it would prevent fighting in the car over what song to play. And it would be easy to get them presents because I could just buy cds, shirts and posters.
I'd hate to be with someone who wouldn't want to come to shows with me though, or would be really miserable going with me because they don't like the band. And it would prevent fighting in the car over what song to play. And it would be easy to get them presents because I could just buy cds, shirts and posters.
Windie
oh okay.
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challenge_everything
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Chicks have it easy. I only have a few male friends who dabble in the more accessible kinds of metal, let alone girls. My last gf's idea of good music was Pink.
I asked her that in my original reply
She's right though. There aren't any normal men and women left in this world anymore. The percentage is very small.
Srontgorrth
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Fuck, I have to drive down to UNLV for enrollment verification. First-semester students can't do it online.
Chilling after a few days in complete hell...
Last wednesday I tried to kill myself with an overdose of depression/anxiety pills (two full jars of welbutrin and intuative washed down with southern comfort). Luckly some of my friends showed up and I told them to take me to the hospital once I started hallucinating. For 2 and a half days I had some of the wierdest fucking hallucinations (rotten shit coming out of walls, these weird ass looking spider things that were all over the damn place, some rotten ass cat thing that was screeching trying to come through the floor, random geometric figures floating around, my parents talking about raping me, etc). I then spent 4 days in a psych ward. It was weird being a "normal" person surrounded by people with real mental problems. Within the first two days there they had some code red thing go on (some black dude that had been admitted started freakin' out and they had to bring some cops in) "EITHER YOU TAKE THE SHOT NOW OR WE'RE GIVING YOU THE SHOT YOU DON'T COME BACK FROM!" The food sucked,beds smelled like shit, people were screaming all night, and the psychiatrist was this indian dick that was hard to understand. The doors were made so that they open both ways to keep people from barracading themselves inside thier rooms which sucked because that meant any random patient could just walk right into your room. Though the meds I abused were prescribed, all of this was enough to end my days of trying drugs. I've also dropped smoking, drinking, and burning myself.Seeing my family and friends so upset was horrible. My days of never stopping the madness are officially over.
Last wednesday I tried to kill myself with an overdose of depression/anxiety pills (two full jars of welbutrin and intuative washed down with southern comfort). Luckly some of my friends showed up and I told them to take me to the hospital once I started hallucinating. For 2 and a half days I had some of the wierdest fucking hallucinations (rotten shit coming out of walls, these weird ass looking spider things that were all over the damn place, some rotten ass cat thing that was screeching trying to come through the floor, random geometric figures floating around, my parents talking about raping me, etc). I then spent 4 days in a psych ward. It was weird being a "normal" person surrounded by people with real mental problems. Within the first two days there they had some code red thing go on (some black dude that had been admitted started freakin' out and they had to bring some cops in) "EITHER YOU TAKE THE SHOT NOW OR WE'RE GIVING YOU THE SHOT YOU DON'T COME BACK FROM!" The food sucked,beds smelled like shit, people were screaming all night, and the psychiatrist was this indian dick that was hard to understand. The doors were made so that they open both ways to keep people from barracading themselves inside thier rooms which sucked because that meant any random patient could just walk right into your room. Though the meds I abused were prescribed, all of this was enough to end my days of trying drugs. I've also dropped smoking, drinking, and burning myself.Seeing my family and friends so upset was horrible. My days of never stopping the madness are officially over.
My brain was all fucked up. At first I didn't let them into my room but they ended up comng in anyways. I don't even really know why I did it. I remember having the pills in my hand thinking " I don't want to do this". When they walked into my room I remember I started seeing these dots and telling them to create a tonka truck. They turned yellow and made a dump truck shape in the air in front of me to which I replied "These fuckers can make tonka trucks!" then it started getting wierder and I told them that I thought I needed to go to the hospital.
Angels that are Tonka Tough.
During my stay in the Psych ward this crackhead named Jose drew me a picture that says "Jose and dah Bi-polar bears Fok-u B-atch". He said I could sell it on ebay and get rich. Later in the day he snapped when a nurse told him to relax. H e ran out of the room yellin' and came back with another sign that said "Jose and the pussies". He screamed "This ones for the ladys! (slammed paper on a chair) MY NEW BAND NAME!" He then did one of those jump into the air so that your knees are by your ears and let out a loud "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" He went out of the room screaming down the hall about how relaxed he was. We didn't see him after that.
damnromulans
Klingons do not faint
lolololol. dude, "normal" people don't try to kill themselves with PILLS of all things. either way, better luck next time, pills are not the way to go. or if you want to live, get better ASAP!
