Anybody got any of that therapy? My mind has finally succumbed to ruin.

Right there with ya bud. I feel your pain.

The knife is dull and jagged on the end and pulls out lots of bits when it's withdrawn.

god once said to me " don't do that, don't ever do that". so i didn't. i suggest you do the same.

*internet high fives*

OUCHIEEEEE!!! It really does!

Sage advice internet bro. I'll heed.

It's worse when you know it's your fault.

Anyways, hope you get to feeling better.

Get a tamagotchi, those were cool.

My feels has a cry. Me, feel better? Ever? Never!!!!

It is all my fault for sure. :(

You wouldn't let the internet get you all down on the dumps again didn't you?


I told you to stop doing that and stay away from that glp.

I watched the video. Will you pretty please buy me one of these? I wouldn't ask...its just that I wasn't even thinking about these until you showed me that they existed.

I ain't got no munz. *tears*

please buy me this toy ac

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I'll give you free therapy.

Just ride this out for a few days. It's not possible that it was real love. It's a powerful illusion. But there's no quick way to shut it off. You're just going to have to be uncomfortable for a few days.

Think of something that you like for the moment. Anything. A painting you did, a truck you fixed, a shelf you made. Anything you've done that you really liked. Put your focus on it.

Well golly gee, I sure did. This time the internet savaged me in such a way that what little innocence I was hanging onto was ripped away, ever so savagely.

I can't stop no GLP, maing. I'm hooked. :(

Yep. Hard to stop looking.

Well, I really enjoy being in an e-relationship with a real angel. Since that can only happen twice, I am now out of chances.

It's ok, I'll just go hang out in an alley somewhere, and drink cans of natural ice. :(

Ill bring a roll of paper towels. Tears obstruct easily.

Heres a homo erotic scene, maybe this will help.

The music on that video is haunting.

I'll have to see if the score is referenced in the comments

I'm going to go weld something without eye protection.

I keep this song in my back pocket for shit like this.



Helps get a good cry going.

I'm going to give this a listen. Muster up some fresh tears to use for lube later on.

Not as good as this one that someone on here introduced me to yesterday.

Peaches is pretty great. Her talk about vagina and dick hole interactions.

Girl has needs.

Hey ghastly.

How you doing today, my brother-in-broken-hearts?

Ghostly!

Not sure what is going on, but I'm here to offer hugs and sympathy.

No matter how awful you may be feeling right now, I promise you the passage of time will dull, if not erase your pain, my friend.

:flowers:

Go vegan. It will help you erase the other person for good. There was probably something they had that you wanted. You can have it, too.

There’s no defeat only VICTORY.

WHY DONT YOU WRITE/START ANOTHER POEM?!

I'LL HELP IF YA WANT..CAPS!

Weed!!!!!

OMGZZZ, dis thread had legs? Lemme try and catch up.

Girl has needs you say? Show me one that don't and I'll show you a car with an exhaust pipe.

That statement is sort of left up to interpretation.

Oh you know. I looked in the mirror and it was broken. My reflection disfigured looked better than my reflection in an unbroken mirror.

Should I disfigure my face to look more attractive?

You are still my brother, but my love was renewed when my internet girlfriend sent me a private message.

We worked everything out and even had virtual make up sex.

CAPS! It's been a long time my friend. Another poem? Hellz Yea!!! I'll leave you some green with a coded message so that you know it's from me. When you see the green come back to this thread and make a reply.

I do want you to help..... here is the beginning of the poetic offering. It shall be entitled....

When the Mind of a Lunatic Dies.

Oh where art thou my fancily deranged mind?
Why hast thou forsaken me during my latest hardship?
As a part of my self I always counted on you to be there for me.
Alas, you sent me one last thought saying you weren't feeling well and then you apologized for dying.
Abandoned, I now spend my time thoughtless.
The lack of mental stimulation allows me to exist in a vegetable state.
Wheres my nurse maid? My crack needs wiped. It's besmirched with filth.
Perhaps her delusional mind died also and she too is in a vegetable like state.
Whoa are we, the peeps who have lost our insane minds.
R.I.P brains. We will miss you miserably and remember you fondly.