I don't believe in any christian stuff, I just needed someone I could talk too. I read some interesting story of the so called Satan and in mind, I made up my own version of Satan. Somehow I can feel his presence, his hand held guarding above my head. I think I should stop posting in here .... <!--emo&???--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/confused.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='confused.gif'><!--endemo-->
From my point of view, suffering in the mental aspect of your body, the brain and mind, is sometimes much worse than phsyical pain. It is like some dude is crawling in your brain saying what you don't want to hear, and your like screaming to yourself, or in school punching your skull, for that whatever thought or person to get the fu** out. It is hard to conquor your inner demons heh...Nobody knows but you....
On the other hand, I don't go cutting people's hair with scissors, so yipee!
<!--QuoteBegin--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->BTW, how does satan answer your prayers?<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
Whenever something really bad happens I retreat into my room. Some month ago, I took my old chair, lifted it up and hit my head with it. That helped. Now, I am just sitting or lying down calmly. I tell him everything and then I feel better. Afterwards I am suddenly able to do some cool things (success in school, succes in NS, my mother calling my name...) which really help me to forget the bad thing or even solve it's origin.
BTW: Dunno why I cut her hair, I just wanted to hurt her, and so this happened.
I've pretty much lived a life without physical violence =/
Outside of an experimental spanking or two when I was really young (nothing sadistic, just open hand slaps to the behind) my parents have never hurt me and I've sure as hell not hit them. Sure we argue sometimes but for some reason we could never come to blows and I'm glad of it. Whenver anything got <b>really</b> bad one of us would just leave and either vanish into our room or stay somewhere like a friends house if it was the worst of the worst for a day or two. After that guilt usually hits in for both sides which usually made for some strangely happy reunions.
I feel for you guys with all these problems and I'd probably say something profound insightful like 'I know what youre going through' but I don't... and I hope you guys suffer it as little as possible. Like confuzor said there's no magic solution but for what it's worth I wish you luck and hope things get better -.-
<!--QuoteBegin--Infinitum+Nov 10 2003, 03:09 AM--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Infinitum @ Nov 10 2003, 03:09 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> <!--QuoteBegin--Confuzor+Nov 10 2003, 06:05 PM--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Confuzor @ Nov 10 2003, 06:05 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> Normally, I am NOT proud of my actions. I understand what I do is dead wrong. None of us "won" anything, we both lost. But just a few minutes ago, I was still **** off at my dad.
This is starting to help though, (no sarcasm, I really mean it). Things have been pretty sinusoidal lately. I'll see if I can try again, because that really is all there is I can do... <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> The only way I can resolve the arguement to appease my frustration is too throw s*** around the room... yeah wonderful logic.
Seriously, give yourself a slap upside the head and grow the f*** up. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> "The Cheat" is right If you were my kid, damn I would never have let you get this far. You would be locked in a trunk in the basement and I would beat the S*&% out of you!
Why don't you go live on the street and gain some sense! Then come back once your tired of having man sex with bums for crack and kiss your dads **** for giving a sh&^ about your jerk **** for all these years.
Not that it's a big issue, but I wasn't clear about the chronology: Mom passed away hen I was 8. The inciddent I was when I was either 14, or more likely 15. My sister left permanently at 16. I'm 17 now; and the "family" (whatever's left of it) continues to degenerate.
Let entropy take it's course, cause I can't do a **** thing.
I can't believe people have had the audacity to try to belittle people who have had rough times at home, when you have no clue what they're going through...
Once my mom tried to hit me when I was trying to talk to her, and I couldn't take it anymore -- I blocked her and punched her in the back, and she called the cops and had them evict me... I was kinda homeless for a while... it completely messed up my life for about a year...
Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger, I guess.
all I can say to anyone with home trouble is try to stay sane, and get out as soon as you can...
This is probobly the most depressing, and most humbling thing that I have ever expierienced. I am suddenly so glad for my life and my family, my house and my future. I just can't imagine what its like; like many others:
Obst: You either just pulled out the best laugh/story ever or you really need some counceling. Kind of scary that you are probably telling the truth. Really man, you should go to therapy <b>with</b> your sister and sort your things out.
Confuzor: I think tipping over that piano wasn't so bad. I can't understand why some people here b*tch about you actually fighting back. I don't care if confuzors dad were cripple, blind and retarded, but as long as he beats his children, confuzor has every right to do something about it. I know it's practically impossible to raise your kids without ever giving them a little slap, but in modern world it's not justified to hit your kid for leaving a drawer open(or whatever).
Solve the conflicts with your dad verbally. Try to do what he asks but make sure he doesn't lay his hand on you. For example you could tell him that the next time he hits you, you will smash the piano for good. I think that should make him come to his senses.
Edit: I don't know what would be my most malicious act. I've been raised to respect all kinds of valuables so I usually tried to come up with something that doesn't cause financial/long term damage. I don't usually have fights with my parents, most malicious act would be probably pushing my mom a bit during an argument or something like that. Nothing serious though.
<!--QuoteBegin--Majin+Nov 10 2003, 02:55 PM--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Majin @ Nov 10 2003, 02:55 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> <!--QuoteBegin--Infinitum+Nov 10 2003, 03:09 AM--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Infinitum @ Nov 10 2003, 03:09 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> <!--QuoteBegin--Confuzor+Nov 10 2003, 06:05 PM--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Confuzor @ Nov 10 2003, 06:05 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> Normally, I am NOT proud of my actions. I understand what I do is dead wrong. None of us "won" anything, we both lost. But just a few minutes ago, I was still **** off at my dad.
This is starting to help though, (no sarcasm, I really mean it). Things have been pretty sinusoidal lately. I'll see if I can try again, because that really is all there is I can do... <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> The only way I can resolve the arguement to appease my frustration is too throw s*** around the room... yeah wonderful logic.
Seriously, give yourself a slap upside the head and grow the f*** up. <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> "The Cheat" is right If you were my kid, damn I would never have let you get this far. You would be locked in a trunk in the basement and I would beat the S*&% out of you!
Why don't you go live on the street and gain some sense! Then come back once your tired of having man sex with bums for crack and kiss your dads **** for giving a sh&^ about your jerk **** for all these years. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> Can you stop thinking about how "parents are the best" how "they should be respected" etc etc?
I have ALWAYS been tought that respect should be earned. You dont respect someone when they beat the **** out of you.
Ive only ever hit anyone in my family (minus my sister) once. My mom was screaming at me for hitting my sister ( she bit me, she jumped on me, she almost broke my rib cage.... she tryed to poison me by putting every single piece of medicine in the house in a some milkshake and giving it to me... all in the same day! What was i supposed to do? Walk away while she chased me and tryed to kill me?), I walked away (No use arguing) and she hit me. I just went mental. Punched her in the stomach (made her fall over and start crying) and walked away to my room.
I've never had any problems with my Dad (who seperated from my mom because she is a ****. She STARVED him. I have photos of him when he was still with my mom.) I've always blamed it on my sister, and i'm probably right.
Not to sound insensitive, but I would recommend some counselling. I have dealt with people who seem to be hopeless, and know that there is at least one way to reconcile. Just try not to step on anybody's toes for awhile, and things will even out. I promise <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif'><!--endemo-->
And to all of you who are criticizing Confuzor for his actions: just shut up. Until you've lived their life, you have absolutely no right commenting on another's decisions. It's quite easy to see fault from the outside (we can all see <b>your</b> character faults for being so terrible) - what really takes insight is realizing that not all things are as easy as "OMG!1!! SUCK IT UP!1@@#!." You're all lucky that Confuzor is so dead to the world, else I'm sure he'd be genuinely hurt by your cruel reactions. Hell, I feel hurt just <i> reading </i>the said responses...
A little foresight and understanding would be nice in the future.
Your dads an ****. My dad died when I was in second grade, so I know what it's like to lose a parent, but it helped bring my family together in ways. The fact that he hits you at all digusts me, you have every right to lash out, he should be comforting. But you have to keep your and of the stick to. Theres not much I can say all people are different, these things can't always work out. But if he hits you over something that you know in your mind you should not be touched for, don't take it.
EpidemicDark Force GorgeJoin Date: 2003-06-29Member: 17781Members
edited November 2003
<!--QuoteBegin--kida+Nov 10 2003, 02:16 PM--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (kida @ Nov 10 2003, 02:16 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> Well, then your a psycho...
From my point of view, suffering in the mental aspect of your body, the brain and mind, is sometimes much worse than phsyical pain. It is like some dude is crawling in your brain saying what you don't want to hear, and your like screaming to yourself, or in school punching your skull, for that whatever thought or person to get the fu** out. It is hard to conquor your inner demons heh...Nobody knows but you....
On the other hand, I don't go cutting people's hair with scissors, so yipee!
BTW, how does satan answer your prayers? <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> Seconded, I'd rather (such a funny word) suffer great psychical pain than mentally. But unfortunately you dont get to choose. <!--emo&???--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/confused.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='confused.gif'><!--endemo-->
EDIT: Obst, if this really is the truth, seek help for the love of god, try to see the pulleys. There is chemichael drugs that help with paranoia and such, but I can't believe how painfully it must be for you. Have your sister ever threatened you verbally? Man, this is soo far out. Please, seek help
Zig...I am Captain Planet!Join Date: 2002-10-23Member: 1576Members
i enjoy scheming civil disobedience when i'm PO'd at my parents. keep in mind i only do it when there's a valid reason.
situation: -i'm not an addict -i don't get drunk -i'm in 4 AP classes and one honors class -i'm healthy -i'm fit -i'm obedient (usually) -i have good morals, they know that
now... after all that, why the f*** do they keep imposing all kinds of ridiculous punishments on me? put me on probation and leave me the f*** alone.
civil disobedience: before the civil war, slaves did things like break tools or sabotage machinery, or poison animals.. things that were untraceable.
me:
-is your mother a gardener? soap all of her plants. dishwasher detergent works, too. -above tactic works with your dad's prized, purebred saltwater reef fish. -burn a hole in a favorite shirt. the dryer malfunctioned/the iron must be broken. -if you have pets (ones that your parents won't punish, like cats) , knock some sh*t over or break it. it wasn't you.
le sigh.
i feel sorta guilty now, but next time i do it i'll be laughing my **** off.
<!--QuoteBegin--Zig+Nov 10 2003, 06:45 PM--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Zig @ Nov 10 2003, 06:45 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> i enjoy scheming civil disobedience when i'm PO'd at my parents. keep in mind i only do it when there's a valid reason.
situation: -i'm not an addict -i don't get drunk -i'm in 4 AP classes and one honors class -i'm healthy -i'm fit -i'm obedient (usually) -i have good morals, they know that
now... after all that, why the f*** do they keep imposing all kinds of ridiculous punishments on me? put me on probation and leave me the f*** alone.
civil disobedience: before the civil war, slaves did things like break tools or sabotage machinery, or poison animals.. things that were untraceable.
me:
-is your mother a gardener? soap all of her plants. dishwasher detergent works, too. -above tactic works with your dad's prized, purebred saltwater reef fish. -burn a hole in a favorite shirt. the dryer malfunctioned/the iron must be broken. -if you have pets (ones that your parents won't punish, like cats) , knock some sh*t over or break it. it wasn't you.
le sigh.
i feel sorta guilty now, but next time i do it i'll be laughing my **** off. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> Youre a bad bad man....
Zig, thats just the kind of Chaos I like to see in the world <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo-->
Too bad A: My mom is not a gardner B: My dad has no Fish C: Im pretty sure neither of them have favorite clothes, if they do, than they don't tell me D: Only one pet, and I love it!!
Hmm, actually neither my or dad have any hobbies now that I think about it. I can't sabatoge anything of theirs. Wow, my parents are really boring.
Zig...I am Captain Planet!Join Date: 2002-10-23Member: 1576Members
here are some civil disobedience ideas i just came up with, for the convenience-challenged, with difficulty levels included for fun <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif'><!--endemo-->
(btw: i love my kitties, but my parents know they're crazy. so i can blame stuff on them, as long as it's not conspicuous)
keep in mind that all of these are untraceable. woot.
-if you find stray dog shiat, throw it in your yard. dog shiat makes people angry. (easy) -disconnect the lever from the drain inside your toilet tank. broken toilets are annoying. (easy) -put something gross in the coffee grind. (easy if they're not around) -if they're gonna be gone for an extended period, open the fridge and cut its electricity. spoil the food. accelerating shelf life of perishables=annoying. (sorta difficult: you have to predict or know when they get back) -scratch one of their good CDs. don't SLASH it... just scratch it. (easy, but mean... depends whether you want SERIOUS retribution)
Zig...I am Captain Planet!Join Date: 2002-10-23Member: 1576Members
i'm actually seeing the same therapist my parents are.. but she agrees with me that they're the ones with problems. i mean... look at where i stated my domestic situation. cmon.
or maybe she's just humoring me so i don't go crazy on a psycho killer rampage. what a thought!
Thx for the advice with therapy, but everyone tells me this. But I prefer listening to my good friend.
<!--QuoteBegin--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->Have your sister ever threatened you verbally?<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
Well she shouted something like "JUST DIE RIGHT NOW!! DIE!! DIE !!! DIE!!!" [in german, of course] When she tried to knock me down the stairs. I could't hear her when she mixed that gasoline with my drinks, and I only heard her giggle when she came up from behind to push me out of the window [I really love those "anti-fly-nets you strap into your windows, this helped a bit to keep in]. In other situations, when my mother is there, she doesn't attack me, cause she wants to pretend to be nice...
Ah, and about my father: When I'm visiting him [he pays my mom money we need to live, so I have to] I'm always close to beating him, cause, well, he's a "little bit" nazi....
<!--QuoteBegin--Obst & Gemuese+Nov 10 2003, 10:11 PM--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Obst & Gemuese @ Nov 10 2003, 10:11 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> Thx for the advice with therapy, but everyone tells me this. But I prefer listening to my good friend.
<!--QuoteBegin--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->Have your sister ever threatened you verbally?<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
Well she shouted something like "JUST DIE RIGHT NOW!! DIE!! DIE !!! DIE!!!" [in german, of course] When she tried to knock me down the stairs. I could't hear her when she mixed that gasoline with my drinks, and I only heard her giggle when she came up from behind to push me out of the window [I really love those "anti-fly-nets you strap into your windows, this helped a bit to keep in]. In other situations, when my mother is there, she doesn't attack me, cause she wants to pretend to be nice...
Ah, and about my father: When I'm visiting him [he pays my mom money we need to live, so I have to] I'm always close to beating him, cause, well, he's a "little bit" nazi.... <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> I've got to ask, Obst., what exactly is your friend's opinion on these matters? Does Satan say that what you do is okay? Or does he actually give a slight rebuke; "Yeah, I understand how you feel, but you should know what you did was wrong..."
I'm just curious what exactly is Satan's words of advice...
My father is carpenter who used to lift weights as a hobby, so he's pretty damn muscular. He scares the hell out of me so much I wouldn't even try anything major, because I know that he'd have no qualms at all hitting me. Hell, he's thrown me into a wall before when I was younger for running inside the house.
That said, I have smashed a window in the house by hitting it out of frustration.
Always when I think about what I did, feeling bad first, but he somwhoe cheers me up. He is happy that I didn't hurt her more then I did, and that I should not do something like this again until my sister striked first, so I may return what she "gives to me". He thinks that mine and here actions can be set on an equal place. So he somehow prevents me from hurting her, but still keeps me happy. This is so cool.
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From my point of view, suffering in the mental aspect of your body, the brain and mind, is sometimes much worse than phsyical pain. It is like some dude is crawling in your brain saying what you don't want to hear, and your like screaming to yourself, or in school punching your skull, for that whatever thought or person to get the fu** out. It is hard to conquor your inner demons heh...Nobody knows but you....
On the other hand, I don't go cutting people's hair with scissors, so yipee!
BTW, how does satan answer your prayers?
Whenever something really bad happens I retreat into my room. Some month ago, I took my old chair, lifted it up and hit my head with it. That helped. Now, I am just sitting or lying down calmly. I tell him everything and then I feel better. Afterwards I am suddenly able to do some cool things (success in school, succes in NS, my mother calling my name...) which really help me to forget the bad thing or even solve it's origin.
BTW: Dunno why I cut her hair, I just wanted to hurt her, and so this happened.
Outside of an experimental spanking or two when I was really young (nothing sadistic, just open hand slaps to the behind) my parents have never hurt me and I've sure as hell not hit them. Sure we argue sometimes but for some reason we could never come to blows and I'm glad of it. Whenver anything got <b>really</b> bad one of us would just leave and either vanish into our room or stay somewhere like a friends house if it was the worst of the worst for a day or two. After that guilt usually hits in for both sides which usually made for some strangely happy reunions.
I feel for you guys with all these problems and I'd probably say something profound insightful like 'I know what youre going through' but I don't... and I hope you guys suffer it as little as possible. Like confuzor said there's no magic solution but for what it's worth I wish you luck and hope things get better -.-
This is starting to help though, (no sarcasm, I really mean it). Things have been pretty sinusoidal lately. I'll see if I can try again, because that really is all there is I can do... <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
The only way I can resolve the arguement to appease my frustration is too throw s*** around the room... yeah wonderful logic.
Seriously, give yourself a slap upside the head and grow the f*** up. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
"The Cheat" is right
If you were my kid, damn I would never have let you get this far.
You would be locked in a trunk in the basement and I would beat the S*&% out of you!
Why don't you go live on the street and gain some sense!
Then come back once your tired of having man sex with bums for crack and kiss your dads **** for giving a sh&^ about your jerk **** for all these years.
Let entropy take it's course, cause I can't do a **** thing.
Once my mom tried to hit me when I was trying to talk to her, and I couldn't take it anymore -- I blocked her and punched her in the back, and she called the cops and had them evict me... I was kinda homeless for a while... it completely messed up my life for about a year...
Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger, I guess.
all I can say to anyone with home trouble is try to stay sane, and get out as soon as you can...
I just dont know what to say.
Confuzor: I think tipping over that piano wasn't so bad. I can't understand why some people here b*tch about you actually fighting back. I don't care if confuzors dad were cripple, blind and retarded, but as long as he beats his children, confuzor has every right to do something about it. I know it's practically impossible to raise your kids without ever giving them a little slap, but in modern world it's not justified to hit your kid for leaving a drawer open(or whatever).
Solve the conflicts with your dad verbally. Try to do what he asks but make sure he doesn't lay his hand on you. For example you could tell him that the next time he hits you, you will smash the piano for good. I think that should make him come to his senses.
Edit: I don't know what would be my most malicious act. I've been raised to respect all kinds of valuables so I usually tried to come up with something that doesn't cause financial/long term damage. I don't usually have fights with my parents, most malicious act would be probably pushing my mom a bit during an argument or something like that. Nothing serious though.
This is starting to help though, (no sarcasm, I really mean it). Things have been pretty sinusoidal lately. I'll see if I can try again, because that really is all there is I can do... <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
The only way I can resolve the arguement to appease my frustration is too throw s*** around the room... yeah wonderful logic.
Seriously, give yourself a slap upside the head and grow the f*** up. <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
"The Cheat" is right
If you were my kid, damn I would never have let you get this far.
You would be locked in a trunk in the basement and I would beat the S*&% out of you!
Why don't you go live on the street and gain some sense!
Then come back once your tired of having man sex with bums for crack and kiss your dads **** for giving a sh&^ about your jerk **** for all these years. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
Can you stop thinking about how "parents are the best" how "they should be respected" etc etc?
I have ALWAYS been tought that respect should be earned. You dont respect someone when they beat the **** out of you.
Ive only ever hit anyone in my family (minus my sister) once. My mom was screaming at me for hitting my sister ( she bit me, she jumped on me, she almost broke my rib cage.... she tryed to poison me by putting every single piece of medicine in the house in a some milkshake and giving it to me... all in the same day! What was i supposed to do? Walk away while she chased me and tryed to kill me?), I walked away (No use arguing) and she hit me. I just went mental. Punched her in the stomach (made her fall over and start crying) and walked away to my room.
I've never had any problems with my Dad (who seperated from my mom because she is a ****. She STARVED him. I have photos of him when he was still with my mom.) I've always blamed it on my sister, and i'm probably right.
Not to sound insensitive, but I would recommend some counselling. I have dealt with people who seem to be hopeless, and know that there is at least one way to reconcile. Just try not to step on anybody's toes for awhile, and things will even out. I promise <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif'><!--endemo-->
And to all of you who are criticizing Confuzor for his actions: just shut up. Until you've lived their life, you have absolutely no right commenting on another's decisions. It's quite easy to see fault from the outside (we can all see <b>your</b> character faults for being so terrible) - what really takes insight is realizing that not all things are as easy as "OMG!1!! SUCK IT UP!1@@#!." You're all lucky that Confuzor is so dead to the world, else I'm sure he'd be genuinely hurt by your cruel reactions. Hell, I feel hurt just <i> reading </i>the said responses...
A little foresight and understanding would be nice in the future.
From my point of view, suffering in the mental aspect of your body, the brain and mind, is sometimes much worse than phsyical pain. It is like some dude is crawling in your brain saying what you don't want to hear, and your like screaming to yourself, or in school punching your skull, for that whatever thought or person to get the fu** out. It is hard to conquor your inner demons heh...Nobody knows but you....
On the other hand, I don't go cutting people's hair with scissors, so yipee!
BTW, how does satan answer your prayers? <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
Seconded, I'd rather (such a funny word) suffer great psychical pain than mentally.
But unfortunately you dont get to choose. <!--emo&???--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/confused.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='confused.gif'><!--endemo-->
EDIT: Obst, if this really is the truth, seek help for the love of god, try to see the pulleys. There is chemichael drugs that help with paranoia and such, but I can't believe how painfully it must be for you. Have your sister ever threatened you verbally? Man, this is soo far out. Please, seek help
situation:
-i'm not an addict
-i don't get drunk
-i'm in 4 AP classes and one honors class
-i'm healthy
-i'm fit
-i'm obedient (usually)
-i have good morals, they know that
now... after all that, why the f*** do they keep imposing all kinds of ridiculous punishments on me? put me on probation and leave me the f*** alone.
civil disobedience: before the civil war, slaves did things like break tools or sabotage machinery, or poison animals.. things that were untraceable.
me:
-is your mother a gardener? soap all of her plants. dishwasher detergent works, too.
-above tactic works with your dad's prized, purebred saltwater reef fish.
-burn a hole in a favorite shirt. the dryer malfunctioned/the iron must be broken.
-if you have pets (ones that your parents won't punish, like cats) , knock some sh*t over or break it. it wasn't you.
le sigh.
i feel sorta guilty now, but next time i do it i'll be laughing my **** off.
situation:
-i'm not an addict
-i don't get drunk
-i'm in 4 AP classes and one honors class
-i'm healthy
-i'm fit
-i'm obedient (usually)
-i have good morals, they know that
now... after all that, why the f*** do they keep imposing all kinds of ridiculous punishments on me? put me on probation and leave me the f*** alone.
civil disobedience: before the civil war, slaves did things like break tools or sabotage machinery, or poison animals.. things that were untraceable.
me:
-is your mother a gardener? soap all of her plants. dishwasher detergent works, too.
-above tactic works with your dad's prized, purebred saltwater reef fish.
-burn a hole in a favorite shirt. the dryer malfunctioned/the iron must be broken.
-if you have pets (ones that your parents won't punish, like cats) , knock some sh*t over or break it. it wasn't you.
le sigh.
i feel sorta guilty now, but next time i do it i'll be laughing my **** off. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
Youre a bad bad man....
Too bad
A: My mom is not a gardner
B: My dad has no Fish
C: Im pretty sure neither of them have favorite clothes, if they do, than they don't tell me
D: Only one pet, and I love it!!
Hmm, actually neither my or dad have any hobbies now that I think about it. I can't sabatoge anything of theirs. Wow, my parents are really boring.
(btw: i love my kitties, but my parents know they're crazy. so i can blame stuff on them, as long as it's not conspicuous)
keep in mind that all of these are untraceable. woot.
-if you find stray dog shiat, throw it in your yard. dog shiat makes people angry. (easy)
-disconnect the lever from the drain inside your toilet tank. broken toilets are annoying. (easy)
-put something gross in the coffee grind. (easy if they're not around)
-if they're gonna be gone for an extended period, open the fridge and cut its electricity. spoil the food. accelerating shelf life of perishables=annoying. (sorta difficult: you have to predict or know when they get back)
-scratch one of their good CDs. don't SLASH it... just scratch it. (easy, but mean... depends whether you want SERIOUS retribution)
i feel guilty just WRITING those 0_0..
or maybe she's just humoring me so i don't go crazy on a psycho killer rampage. what a thought!
=^,..,^=
vampire kitty.
day 1: 1hr
day 2: +1min
day 3: +1min
etc
OMGVAMPIREKITTEH, must have!
<!--QuoteBegin--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->Have your sister ever threatened you verbally?<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
Well she shouted something like "JUST DIE RIGHT NOW!! DIE!! DIE !!! DIE!!!" [in german, of course] When she tried to knock me down the stairs. I could't hear her when she mixed that gasoline with my drinks, and I only heard her giggle when she came up from behind to push me out of the window [I really love those "anti-fly-nets you strap into your windows, this helped a bit to keep in]. In other situations, when my mother is there, she doesn't attack me, cause she wants to pretend to be nice...
Ah, and about my father: When I'm visiting him [he pays my mom money we need to live, so I have to] I'm always close to beating him, cause, well, he's a "little bit" nazi....
<!--QuoteBegin--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->Have your sister ever threatened you verbally?<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
Well she shouted something like "JUST DIE RIGHT NOW!! DIE!! DIE !!! DIE!!!" [in german, of course] When she tried to knock me down the stairs. I could't hear her when she mixed that gasoline with my drinks, and I only heard her giggle when she came up from behind to push me out of the window [I really love those "anti-fly-nets you strap into your windows, this helped a bit to keep in]. In other situations, when my mother is there, she doesn't attack me, cause she wants to pretend to be nice...
Ah, and about my father: When I'm visiting him [he pays my mom money we need to live, so I have to] I'm always close to beating him, cause, well, he's a "little bit" nazi.... <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
I've got to ask, Obst., what exactly is your friend's opinion on these matters? Does Satan say that what you do is okay? Or does he actually give a slight rebuke; "Yeah, I understand how you feel, but you should know what you did was wrong..."
I'm just curious what exactly is Satan's words of advice...
Doesn't help. <!--emo&::asrifle::--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/asrifle.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='asrifle.gif'><!--endemo-->
That said, I have smashed a window in the house by hitting it out of frustration.