superconfessional

[Tyro1]

I know supertrash / superconfessional is fairly liberal, etc, and I'm not really a stickler for rules or the ways things should be, but superfuture users really shouldnt be publishing ways and methods for suicide.

[juliaN.]

I know supertrash / superconfessional is fairly liberal, etc, and I'm not really a stickler for rules or the ways things should be, but superfuture users really shouldnt be publishing ways and methods for suicide.

where has this been posted?

that's bullshit, fuck suicide...if you're going crazy then go paint or rap, at least go triple quadruple quadraple platinum before you blow your brains out.

[Tyro1]

where has this been posted?

post above mine

[NatseOklim]

I've deleted it, it wasn't meant to be a "how to".

[Tyro1]

I've deleted it, it wasn't meant to be a "how to".

:)wasnt trying to call you out or say you meant anything by in Naste, but there are impressionable people out there.

[ledger]

its my birthday and its warm(im in australlia)and its mad weird.

[Quinnskimo]

that's it. i'm going to go kill myself now

[artificialsky]

^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

can you summarize this for me?

tl/dr

[dino might]

^nope. 10 char

[joey_formal]

im wearing day old socks, they smell terrible.

im also pretty stoked on the prospect of a good amount of snow today.

and where they hell did quick reply go?

[julzkind]

^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

this is crazy, reading this while high, and that frequency shit still ringing in my ears is fucking me up. ha.

[ROYALEFATALE]

getting a little bit more serious.. im not afraid of dying, but rather not being able to enjoy living before that inevitable end.

word...i don't think there's any reason for someone to be afraid of death, everyone you've ever known, everyone you've read about in your history book has or will eventually succumb to it, nothing to be afraid of...on the other hand life is fun and i hope it doesn't happen for some time

[ProfMonnitoff]

did the quick reply box disappear?

4.0

[shimshimhae]

Today, my guidance counselor suggested that I get therapy.

On the one hand, I'm fucking freaked out; but on the other, I'm excited. I've always done well in school, but I have anxiety attacks whenever I take tests, specially because I'm super competitive and need to do the best. In fact, my obsession with winning and being the best has caused me extreme stress and she said she's been worried about this my obsession with being the best of mine for a while now.

I'm pretty sure I have an inferiority complex, if I'm not the best at something, I feel like a failure for myself.

I'm hoping therapy helps me, because my potential is endless if I can overcome these attacks and my stubborn, obsessive competitive streak.

[larssss]

quick reply is gone?

my right foot is falling apart? first my pinky toe swells up and feels like its broken for no apparent reason, then the same thing happens to my index toe. Now this morning my the top of my foot feels like someone smashed their heel down on it?

i'm just too fucking needy.

[aapoli]

Had a couple too many, (probably) acted like an ass. Blacked out and woke up with blood all over my face, not being able to remember a thing. Cant close my mouth properly, had to see a doctor. Not feeling too proud of myself.

[Tyro1]

the past few months I've been mostly at home reading and writing as much as I can...and my dad, who ain't been doin shit for the past decade keeps getting on my case about the smallest things. It's getting to the point just hearing his voice is grating on my fucking nerves like sharp nails on a chalkboard. At one point I posted on here about how my dad was a style icon to me growing up, well, as of now I respect him because he's my dad... but I've gotten to the point in my life where I don't see him as a role model, father figure, any of that, fuck it dude is just getting in the way and fucking up my flow. On the real, the dude ain't contribute shit but negative energy and losses to everything around him these past 10 years.

most people I know get along with their dad's WAY MORE when they dont live in the same house

[juliaN.]

the past few months I've been mostly at home reading and writing as much as I can...and my dad, who ain't been doin shit for the past decade keeps getting on my case about the smallest things. It's getting to the point just hearing his voice is grating on my fucking nerves like sharp nails on a chalkboard. At one point I posted on here about how my dad was a style icon to me growing up, well, as of now I respect him because he's my dad... but I've gotten to the point in my life where I don't see him as a role model, father figure, any of that, fuck it dude is just getting in the way and fucking up my flow. On the real, the dude ain't contribute shit but negative energy and losses to everything around him these past 10 years.

a failed man who tries to impose on his son so he can live vicariously through him...I can't respect that.

[juliaN.]

most people I know get along with their dad's WAY MORE when they dont live in the same house

Well there's been some complex family drama around the house lately with some health problems in the higher ups, financial complications, and my mom has been bouncin off the walls. The amount of time I have to spend playing the middle man, mostly consoling my mom to realize she married the wrong man (which a very good friend of hers told her way back in the 80s when I was barely born), and the fact that dude is just waiting to die and has pretty much been dead for the past decade. Fuck it, I don't dwell on the past but this guy is dragging me the fuck down with him.

[jeepster]

Thats some heavy stuff man. Write a book about it? Maybe an existentialist manga.

Shit I'd buy it.

I had a weird night. I won't elaborate though.

[juliaN.]

Thats some heavy stuff man. Write a book about it? Maybe an existentialist manga.

Shit I'd buy it.

I had a weird night. I won't elaborate though.

fuck man I don't even wanna think about it, let alone write about it.

In the ideal sequence of events, my dad wouldn't have gone to dinner his friend invited him to where he'd meet my mom, he would not have offered to drive her home, they would not have gotten married and best of all, I would never have been born. Life would've turned out different for all parties, can't say for the better or for worse since it didn't happen, but shit can't be much worse than it is now.

[jane]

"i have your toothbrush",

then wat are you doing with it and why dont you give it back??

[shimshimhae]

"i have your toothbrush",

then wat are you doing with it and why dont you give it back??

fuck i hate people like this.

"you left your book in study hall last period."

so why the fuck didn't you get it for me?

[evisu 2000]

get you own damn book your own damn self son

[jane]

and the person that keeps that toothbrush, for six months, over the course of three moves, and then tells you they have it, is a unique specimen indeed

[jeepster]

and the person that keeps that toothbrush, for six months, over the course of three moves, and then tells you they have it, is a unique specimen indeed

you have too many stalkers that you keep up with, jane my dear.

[yea!]

i've been crushing / hanging with this new chick recently. she's mad cute, tiny, has a pretty nice sense of style... one of the more cultured chicks at my school, which is surprising cuz she came out of nowhere. we chilled a few times, shot the shit for hours..and this past week of school i swung by her house during an all nighter to break away for a bit. had to piss, so i ask her to use the bathroom. i should've known because she had "fix it up" real quick before i used it. i get in there, lift the seat like a gentleman, and see the BIGGEST CHUNK OF SHIT drip down the underside of the toilet seat....

seriously, all great things that have happened leading up that point were immediately forgotten about, and i headed back with that fucking shit imagery fresh in my brain. FUCKING RUINED!!

what the fuck? there seems to be no way i can disassociate that chunk of shit with her. now everytime i see her, its there too. ahhhhhhhh

[jeepster]

[poly800rock]

i waited so long for fucking salt ramen and all they had left was fucking spicy miso. fuck that shit.

[dismalfuture]

haha. I once had a girl I liked, similar story. Real petite, cute, coveted, and she'd come over to my house all the time my super senior year in college.

We were sitting eating lunch or something at my kitchen table, and she jetted off to the bathroom. I guess I had to piss too or something right afterwards, because I went in there and it wasn't one of those fresh poop smells permeating the entire bathroom, it was one of those mysteriously lingering fart clouds that was hanging right above the toilet and it just attacked my nose. It is still to this day the worst smelling, angry, methane-laced fart I've ever smelled.