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i picture everyone as their avatar (even if its an inanimate object or a girl or words) and i hope that people think of me as my avatar

not just on sufu, on every forum ever

if we ever met, you wouldn't be disappointed.

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i cant sleep. just took a sedative/anti anxiety drug that i havent taken for 2 years. dont remember it being like this. my heart feels like its going to just stop beating. scaring the shit out of me. i dont want to close my eyes in case they dont reopen :(

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camc if you're in a room open the windows/doors and turn the lights on, have a glass of lukewarm water

if you've been indoors for a long time, try goin out for a bit of a stroll. i find open spaces are good for calming anxiety. hope it sorts itself out OK.

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^^ will try that..

cant believe anti anxiety drug is causing me so much anxiety haha. i will just laugh myself back to normal.

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yeah man. the pills dont always work. i been takin this relaxer to help me sleep and i think ive been takin it so long it doesnt help me sleep any more, yet if i stop taking it i have an even harder time sleeping.

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yeah nothing worse than dependence. especially when it comes to sleep. i cant think of many things more frustrating than being dead tired before you go to bed.. only to be too restless to fall asleep once your head hits the pillow.

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What the fuck happened to me yesterday? I was posting some sad shit and I have no idea why.

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^BAHAHAHAHA. having seen both you heads in person i have an awesome image in my head right now.

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*i guess v4 still doesnt have all the bugs out so heres my edited post*

after drinking 136 ounces of beer and a blunt of chronic, in a span of no more than 3 hours, last night not only was i too drunk to fuck, but missed my second plane home in a row this afternoon

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*i guess v4 still doesnt have all the bugs out so heres my edited post*

after drinking 136 ounces of beer and a blunt of chronic, in a span of no more than 3 hours, last night not only was i too drunk to fuck, but missed my second plane home in a row this afternoon

i was in a similar situation but a miracle happened. my plane was scheduled for 11am. I woke up at 10:50, not knowing that it was that late (must have made a mistake while drunkenly setting my phone alarm), took a cab to the airport, and only then realised what time it actually was. turns out my plane had been delayed to 1pm and i still caught it.

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if you do it, i'll do it

I've been thinking about it. I feel like it might be a foot-fetish deal. Which I'm not opposed to, but I've got a scar on one of my ankles, and I don't want them to think that I'm a ugly footed person... I like my feet.

pm me dood.

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I've been thinking about it. I feel like it might be a foot-fetish deal. Which I'm not opposed to, but I've got a scar on one of my ankles, and I don't want them to think that I'm a ugly footed person... I like my feet.

pm me dood.

i would be SO down to be in a foot fetish shoot

watch the king of the hill episode for inspiration!

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jeep, do it... hahaha, its got to be foot fetish shit right? If I was in NY i would go with you...

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jeep do that shit

easy money for jawns

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Ahg, I don't want to go into my job tomorrow. I have to wake up early and take a ferry and a bus just to work a fifty dollar shift. ...But I'm not man enough to call in sick. I had my fingers on my phone and chickened out.

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I was that, today. Woke up and had such a bad migraine I wanted to call in sick. But I was closing up tonight so I figured I couldn't screw them. Popping a pill every two hours tamed it, but the 40min walk back home at 1am wasn't fun. Public transit needs to run later here.

I think I've got an addiction to wanting to sell my old stuff. I've been adding to the pile recently, really cutting down posessions. But it's spreading past jawns and I'm trying to get rid of everything I possibly can. It's too bad a lot of it is years old and literally from my senior high school days, ie worthless.

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Man, you seem so much worse off than I am. I've never had a mirgraine ever.

But you know what? Staying up until 2am has given me some precious insight. I'm going to call in sick tomorrow, and I am going to do some things that must be done.

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nats,

WHY DOESNT IT GO TO BED ALREADY!? WHATS IT HAVE TO BE AWAKE FOR?!

This is the best cat on youtube.

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^those were great.

i have a tremendous fear of losing my hair, getting fat too, but thats very much in my control, hair is not. the shaved head resolve of some can look good, but i cant even be fucked to shave my face, much less my head..

getting a little bit more serious.. im not afraid of dying, but rather not being able to enjoy living before that inevitable end. for some time now ive thought that if something earth-shattering were to happen to me, a horrible, life altering physical disfigurement, accidentally causing someones death, terminal cancer.. etc. id just cut out the middle-man of misery and take my own life

on that note, im unexpectedly (i assume) a pretty morbid person, and find that whole notion of dying by your own hand almost... romantic, i guess would be the right word, being an existentialist and finding meaning in man's decisions and ability to define his own existence/future and ultimately lack there of

then i think, shit, if the earth-shattering event were to happen, maybe even scarier than that is the idea of me being too pussy to kill myself once need be, and ultimately feeling even worse. i think in the end i really could do it though... something quick, or at least painless, and quiet and polite, in my home, alone, i guess id leave a note explaining myself so as not to be a total asshole to whoever may care about me by then, none of this attention whore jumping off buildings/in front of subways type public shit, id just be trying to end my days, not ruin other peoples.

maybe most of this started to come about after a close family friend killed himself. i respected it, the poor guy was sick, miserable and alone. i dont want to be told what to do or how to live, and admire others that "did it their way" so to speak, and that just seems like the ultimate, "fuck you ill do what i please" move. some call people who kill themselves cowards but i think its actually pretty ballsy and noble if in the right context. maybe you have had to know the guy, but i thought it was pretty cool/suiting that he left us a copy of fear and loathing a while before the deed. i now have it on my bookshelf.

*dont worry though if you are, im perfectly fine living now, like i said, serious shits gotta go down first, not getting my heart broken or something gay like that

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