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When Shit Gets Real (Will You Like How It Feels?) | |
| Tabby User ID: 56382510  United Kingdom04/03/2014 03:11 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | I wrote this about glp, in part. Am getting addicted to this site. Hope you like it, glp'ers.. This is the first phase of my little mission Then I've got you in position I could follow you back home And you won't know I'm a disaster capable of anything I'm moving faster finding your location I could follow you back home And find you alone So don't be confused if the place blows up And a million eyes are looking on in shock When shit gets real will you like how it feels? I'm all around you You're the big wheel Well, I suppose there is a simple explanation For the way you've been avoiding conversation I should put you from my mind But I can't let you go If I could grab you and just tell you what I'm thinking Would you be listening with all of your attention? I should put you from my mind No, I know I won't So don't be confused if the place blows up And a million eyes are looking on in shock When shit gets real will you like how it feels? I'm all around you You're the big wheel I will always be waiting around And then one night when you're lying down I'll be waiting outside your door I can see you through the keyhole As I'm on your floor So don't be confused if the place blows up And a million eyes are looking on in shock When shit gets real will you like how it feels? I'm all around you You're the big wheel All words and music by Tabitha Browne [link to soundcloud.com (secure)]  |
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| Tabby (OP) User ID: 56382510 United Kingdom04/03/2014 03:28 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | |
| Anonymous Coward User ID: 24470597 United States04/03/2014 03:31 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | sure, you can play them while giving stillbirth in an abandoned warehouse, while the guys wait to pull the next train on you you're an immediate target when shit gets real hon, you won't stand a chance, little deer get realistic |
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| Tabby (OP) User ID: 56382510 United Kingdom04/03/2014 03:48 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Grow the fuck up. What's so special about you? I'll tell you what - fuck all. You're just the same as everyone else. I don't give a flying FUCK if you've traded everything you own for 1/4oz of gold and three heirloom magic beans to see you through 'the shit hitting the fan'. You're just the same as everyone else, pal. We don't fuck about in the rural Highlands and Islands of Scotland. Not that much would change here if the rest of the world collapses. Fact. Verified LIVE. |
| Yep User ID: 56369928 United States04/03/2014 04:38 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Wow. Things escalated on this thread fast. How about we bring it respectfully back to the OP's title question, if not an appraisal of her work? (Which seems to be a sort of ode to GLP, so it might be nice if future posts reflected even a sliver of appreciation for effort.) Now... Hi OP; Creativity is most often welcomed here. Sorry you were bullied at the get-go. With respect to your thread question, I have enough years under my belt to recognize that the most trying times in life are very damned uncomfortable but, once you have a moment of reprieve, they are the only moments that you ultimately remember. All of those soft times on the couch or in a cushy job? They all blur into a blob of vague nothing. But when we are truly challenged, humans come ALIVE. And we recall every moment, every pivotal solution, everything that we learned. We might outwardly say, as we count our remaining 7 toes, "That was the hairiest, most awful experience of my life on the side of that mountain.", but, in truth, we secretly thrill that we did it, we made it, we survived, albeit minus a few digits. If we were blatantly truthful with ourselves, we would admit that we would do it all over again, because facing death reminds us that we are alive. We feel our heart beats in our chest, our individual breaths, and even the temperature and the breeze in the air during these moments. We are never so alive as those instants which threaten our ends. Modern life has taken this from us, entirely. To repress this sensation of living-death, society has decided to self-medicate. En masse. Sad. |
| Anonymous Coward User ID: 24470597 United States04/03/2014 04:59 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | When society breaks down do you think any woman stands a chance unless she has some big dude protecting her? And then still there will be a LOT of bigger dudes who will be hungrier and hornier. Even in the lovely Scottish Highlands. No rules mate. I'm doing Tabby a favor- look at societal breakdown realistically and decide how you're going to deal with those truths. No one will come to you for answers or music, just your vagina. That's all you have to offer anyone, otherwise you're taking someone else's food. I don't wish this on anyone, it's terrible, but true. good luck and may the road rise |
bvndy  User ID: 27237800 United States04/03/2014 05:00 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | I am not in the habit of playing with my "shit" so I don't know how it feels, except that it feels better out there than in. You can ignore the consequences of your actions, but you cannot ignore the RESULTS of the consequences of your actions Ayn Rand |
| Tabby (OP) User ID: 56382510 United Kingdom04/03/2014 05:02 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Hey I'm not being a bully, but toss around phrases like 'shit gets real' and you'd better inject some reality into it. Quoting: Anonymous Coward 24470597 When society breaks down do you think any woman stands a chance unless she has some big dude protecting her? And then still there will be a LOT of bigger dudes who will be hungrier and hornier. Even in the lovely Scottish Highlands. No rules mate. I'm doing Tabby a favor- look at societal breakdown realistically and decide how you're going to deal with those truths. No one will come to you for answers or music, just your vagina. That's all you have to offer anyone, otherwise you're taking someone else's food. I don't wish this on anyone, it's terrible, but true. good luck and may the road rise You're just jerking off all over the thread trying to sound smart. And making yourself look like a douche with a chip on their shoulder. Tough luck. Haters gonna hate, etc. |
| Anonymous Coward (OP) User ID: 56382510 United Kingdom04/03/2014 05:04 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Wow. Quoting: Yep 56369928 Things escalated on this thread fast. How about we bring it respectfully back to the OP's title question, if not an appraisal of her work? (Which seems to be a sort of ode to GLP, so it might be nice if future posts reflected even a sliver of appreciation for effort.) Now... Hi OP; Creativity is most often welcomed here. Sorry you were bullied at the get-go. With respect to your thread question, I have enough years under my belt to recognize that the most trying times in life are very damned uncomfortable but, once you have a moment of reprieve, they are the only moments that you ultimately remember. All of those soft times on the couch or in a cushy job? They all blur into a blob of vague nothing. But when we are truly challenged, humans come ALIVE. And we recall every moment, every pivotal solution, everything that we learned. We might outwardly say, as we count our remaining 7 toes, "That was the hairiest, most awful experience of my life on the side of that mountain.", but, in truth, we secretly thrill that we did it, we made it, we survived, albeit minus a few digits. If we were blatantly truthful with ourselves, we would admit that we would do it all over again, because facing death reminds us that we are alive. We feel our heart beats in our chest, our individual breaths, and even the temperature and the breeze in the air during these moments. We are never so alive as those instants which threaten our ends. Modern life has taken this from us, entirely. To repress this sensation of living-death, society has decided to self-medicate. En masse. Sad. Thank you for listening :) It's partly about General Doom but also about a, ex-boyfriend. Oh, shit got very real with that in the end.. :D |
| Anonymous Coward User ID: 24470597 United States04/03/2014 05:06 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Wow. Quoting: Yep 56369928 Things escalated on this thread fast. How about we bring it respectfully back to the OP's title question, if not an appraisal of her work? (Which seems to be a sort of ode to GLP, so it might be nice if future posts reflected even a sliver of appreciation for effort.) Now... Hi OP; Creativity is most often welcomed here. Sorry you were bullied at the get-go. With respect to your thread question, I have enough years under my belt to recognize that the most trying times in life are very damned uncomfortable but, once you have a moment of reprieve, they are the only moments that you ultimately remember. All of those soft times on the couch or in a cushy job? They all blur into a blob of vague nothing. But when we are truly challenged, humans come ALIVE. And we recall every moment, every pivotal solution, everything that we learned. We might outwardly say, as we count our remaining 7 toes, "That was the hairiest, most awful experience of my life on the side of that mountain.", but, in truth, we secretly thrill that we did it, we made it, we survived, albeit minus a few digits. If we were blatantly truthful with ourselves, we would admit that we would do it all over again, because facing death reminds us that we are alive. We feel our heart beats in our chest, our individual breaths, and even the temperature and the breeze in the air during these moments. We are never so alive as those instants which threaten our ends. Modern life has taken this from us, entirely. To repress this sensation of living-death, society has decided to self-medicate. En masse. Sad. When my buddy just got beaten within inches of his life in Bed-Stuy, his ear hanging by a thread of skin, people walking by ignoring his bashed deformed skull, all for the $20 in his wallet, HE'D NEVER FELT SO ALIVE. This was the third time he'd felt so alive in the last couple years |
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| Tabby (OP) User ID: 56382510 United Kingdom04/03/2014 05:08 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Wow. Quoting: Yep 56369928 Things escalated on this thread fast. How about we bring it respectfully back to the OP's title question, if not an appraisal of her work? (Which seems to be a sort of ode to GLP, so it might be nice if future posts reflected even a sliver of appreciation for effort.) Now... Hi OP; Creativity is most often welcomed here. Sorry you were bullied at the get-go. With respect to your thread question, I have enough years under my belt to recognize that the most trying times in life are very damned uncomfortable but, once you have a moment of reprieve, they are the only moments that you ultimately remember. All of those soft times on the couch or in a cushy job? They all blur into a blob of vague nothing. But when we are truly challenged, humans come ALIVE. And we recall every moment, every pivotal solution, everything that we learned. We might outwardly say, as we count our remaining 7 toes, "That was the hairiest, most awful experience of my life on the side of that mountain.", but, in truth, we secretly thrill that we did it, we made it, we survived, albeit minus a few digits. If we were blatantly truthful with ourselves, we would admit that we would do it all over again, because facing death reminds us that we are alive. We feel our heart beats in our chest, our individual breaths, and even the temperature and the breeze in the air during these moments. We are never so alive as those instants which threaten our ends. Modern life has taken this from us, entirely. To repress this sensation of living-death, society has decided to self-medicate. En masse. Sad. When my buddy just got beaten within inches of his life in Bed-Stuy, his ear hanging by a thread of skin, people walking by ignoring his bashed deformed skull, all for the $20 in his wallet, HE'D NEVER FELT SO ALIVE. This was the third time he'd felt so alive in the last couple years Your buddy might like it in the military.. |
| Yep User ID: 56369928 United States04/03/2014 05:47 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Wow. Quoting: Yep 56369928 Things escalated on this thread fast. How about we bring it respectfully back to the OP's title question, if not an appraisal of her work? (Which seems to be a sort of ode to GLP, so it might be nice if future posts reflected even a sliver of appreciation for effort.) Now... Hi OP; Creativity is most often welcomed here. Sorry you were bullied at the get-go. With respect to your thread question, I have enough years under my belt to recognize that the most trying times in life are very damned uncomfortable but, once you have a moment of reprieve, they are the only moments that you ultimately remember. All of those soft times on the couch or in a cushy job? They all blur into a blob of vague nothing. But when we are truly challenged, humans come ALIVE. And we recall every moment, every pivotal solution, everything that we learned. We might outwardly say, as we count our remaining 7 toes, "That was the hairiest, most awful experience of my life on the side of that mountain.", but, in truth, we secretly thrill that we did it, we made it, we survived, albeit minus a few digits. If we were blatantly truthful with ourselves, we would admit that we would do it all over again, because facing death reminds us that we are alive. We feel our heart beats in our chest, our individual breaths, and even the temperature and the breeze in the air during these moments. We are never so alive as those instants which threaten our ends. Modern life has taken this from us, entirely. To repress this sensation of living-death, society has decided to self-medicate. En masse. Sad. When my buddy just got beaten within inches of his life in Bed-Stuy, his ear hanging by a thread of skin, people walking by ignoring his bashed deformed skull, all for the $20 in his wallet, HE'D NEVER FELT SO ALIVE. This was the third time he'd felt so alive in the last couple years I lived in Brooklyn for 14 years. Your friend's first mistake was hanging out in Bed-Stuy. Yeah, that royally sucks, but he sure as hell won't forget it, unless they kicked him in the head too many times. Not to knock your friend but, there are about a billion other places on the planet where he could live/work. Did it ever cross his mind after, I don't know, the second time of being beaten to an inch of his life, to GTFO? |
| Tabby (OP) User ID: 56382510 United Kingdom04/03/2014 06:01 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Wow. Quoting: Yep 56369928 Things escalated on this thread fast. How about we bring it respectfully back to the OP's title question, if not an appraisal of her work? (Which seems to be a sort of ode to GLP, so it might be nice if future posts reflected even a sliver of appreciation for effort.) Now... Hi OP; Creativity is most often welcomed here. Sorry you were bullied at the get-go. With respect to your thread question, I have enough years under my belt to recognize that the most trying times in life are very damned uncomfortable but, once you have a moment of reprieve, they are the only moments that you ultimately remember. All of those soft times on the couch or in a cushy job? They all blur into a blob of vague nothing. But when we are truly challenged, humans come ALIVE. And we recall every moment, every pivotal solution, everything that we learned. We might outwardly say, as we count our remaining 7 toes, "That was the hairiest, most awful experience of my life on the side of that mountain.", but, in truth, we secretly thrill that we did it, we made it, we survived, albeit minus a few digits. If we were blatantly truthful with ourselves, we would admit that we would do it all over again, because facing death reminds us that we are alive. We feel our heart beats in our chest, our individual breaths, and even the temperature and the breeze in the air during these moments. We are never so alive as those instants which threaten our ends. Modern life has taken this from us, entirely. To repress this sensation of living-death, society has decided to self-medicate. En masse. Sad. When my buddy just got beaten within inches of his life in Bed-Stuy, his ear hanging by a thread of skin, people walking by ignoring his bashed deformed skull, all for the $20 in his wallet, HE'D NEVER FELT SO ALIVE. This was the third time he'd felt so alive in the last couple years I lived in Brooklyn for 14 years. Your friend's first mistake was hanging out in Bed-Stuy. Yeah, that royally sucks, but he sure as hell won't forget it, unless they kicked him in the head too many times. Not to knock your friend but, there are about a billion other places on the planet where he could live/work. Did it ever cross his mind after, I don't know, the second time of being beaten to an inch of his life, to GTFO? This site has turned me into a Doomtard. I know it's happening to me because I feel a little disappointed when the GLP Effect cancels the Doom o_O |
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| Anonymous Coward User ID: 56297077 United States04/03/2014 10:01 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Hey I'm not being a bully, but toss around phrases like 'shit gets real' and you'd better inject some reality into it. Quoting: Anonymous Coward 24470597 When society breaks down do you think any woman stands a chance unless she has some big dude protecting her? And then still there will be a LOT of bigger dudes who will be hungrier and hornier. Even in the lovely Scottish Highlands. No rules mate. I'm doing Tabby a favor- look at societal breakdown realistically and decide how you're going to deal with those truths. No one will come to you for answers or music, just your vagina. That's all you have to offer anyone, otherwise you're taking someone else's food. I don't wish this on anyone, it's terrible, but true. good luck and may the road rise It's really great how most women in the US are taking the easy way out and letting the groids fuck them. Makes me proud to be alive. |
| Anonymous Coward User ID: 47643906 United States04/03/2014 10:12 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Grow the fuck up. What's so special about you? I'll tell you what - fuck all. Quoting: Tabby 56382510 You're just the same as everyone else. I don't give a flying FUCK if you've traded everything you own for 1/4oz of gold and three heirloom magic beans to see you through 'the shit hitting the fan'. You're just the same as everyone else, pal. We don't fuck about in the rural Highlands and Islands of Scotland. Not that much would change here if the rest of the world collapses. Fact. Verified LIVE. Scotland? Did that in the 80s. Damn, everyone there looked like me. Beautiful place to be indeed! |
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