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My arm is dead. Numb. Come to think of it, my jaw hurts too. In other thoughts.....argh???!meh...ooh...haha...mmmm...Jesus Christ.....
 
Peaches said:
checking out old boxes of souvenirs from the past is always a bad idea

I have a few of those boxes. I'm never sure what to do with them, but they contain all of my lost hopes, crushed dreams and shattered memories. I call them my 'Pandora' boxes, because if I ever open them again, all the bad from my life will be unleashed and all I'll have left at the end of it is hope.


Scotsman said:
My arm is dead. Numb. Come to think of it, my jaw hurts too. In other thoughts.....argh???!meh...ooh...haha...mmmm...Jesus Christ.....

I'm hoping you're just messing about for comedic effect, but dude, if you're seriously feeling like you could be about to suffer a heart attack, then call a ******* ambulance. Please.
 
user 130057 said:
Peaches said:
checking out old boxes of souvenirs from the past is always a bad idea

I have a few of those boxes. I'm never sure what to do with them, but they contain all of my lost hopes, crushed dreams and shattered memories. I call them my 'Pandora' boxes, because if I ever open them again, all the bad from my life will be unleashed and all I'll have left at the end of it is hope.


Scotsman said:
My arm is dead. Numb. Come to think of it, my jaw hurts too. In other thoughts.....argh???!meh...ooh...haha...mmmm...Jesus Christ.....

I'm hoping you're just messing about for comedic effect, but dude, if you're seriously feeling like you could be about to suffer a heart attack, then call a ******* ambulance. Please.



Sorry for the alarm my friend. I'm fine. Although I've been living every day for 20 years believing a heart attack is imminent. I won't bore you with the cause of that. But I'm fine, user 130057. Cheers mate.
 
That life seems utterly meaningless. That the meanings we claim life has--be it in religion, art, philosophy, whatever--are just constructs that we put up to hide the emptiness of existence from ourselves. But most of all, that I am incapable of believing in those fairy tales that we tell ourselves. And it makes life an exercise in misery & senselessness.
 

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