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Eeyore ## Admin ## 12/10/14(Sun)22:41 No. 1 ID: 8ff395 [Reply] [Last 50 posts] Stickied
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Yep, this is an actual board. Congratulations to you.. you sad, lonely individuals. I think the best way to describe this board is to just copy paste the post that inspired it's trip on to /777/:
"There's too much happiness on this site already. We need more cold stuff, more darkness and unhappiness.
I propose a /grim/ board. Where we gather to share jokes that aren't funny. Grim stuff like gore perhaps. Murder stories. Genocide. Results of war. Pictures of areas in the dark. Pictures of crumbling ruins. Pictures of thing that are decreasing in value or are stagnant in value in the sense that they cannot get any more undesired. Also, Nigrachan is obligatory."

Lets have a minor tweak of the rules from the /777/, version. This board is not for gore. Gore posters will be banned. It's just for generally miserable shit, just go with the stuff that is in the above quote and you should be fine. Any further rules will be made up as we go along if necessary and will be added to this post.

Go Wild.

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Belonging Eeyore 17/01/19(Thu)14:12 No. 5277 ID: a58afa

Come in, please.




What if. Eeyore 17/03/28(Tue)07:08 No. 5360 ID: 6d4b9c [Reply]
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What if its when you die, you just keep living but in a world when all the things you want to do, you fail to accomplish, for whatever reason it may be. You just start sucking at life. You begin by losing your best friends, one by one, even your gf if you have one. Your parents start to get tired of you and simply stop caring. You do wake up at your bed as usual, you get up, look at yourself in the mirror and you just have this feeling inside you that this day will be exactly like the day before and so on. You go to your job, you get nothing done and your boss gives a fuck about it. You get out, start driving back home thinking that now that you are out and 'free', you could do anything. You end up going home, alone again, trying to get a hold of yourself and play those 3 o 4 chords you know with the guitar. You play the only song you learned, you put the guitar back in its place and you check your phone to see some notification or anything whatsoever. Nothing, just a Porn video o some political nonsense meme from your whatsapp's work group. You lay on the couch looking at the roof. You ate during the day but never felt hungry. You drink water and maybe sometimes its a refreshing feeling. Maybe you score some weed and you feel free of thought for a few hours. Or you drink half a whiskey bottle to get a bit of sleep, because you never get sleepy, just very tired. You never get sick nor hurt. You feel nothing.

Im 26. This is my life now. Im not and antisocial person, Im not autistic, Im not shy,I've become independant from my parents when I was 21, Bought a car, a flat, and I can afford pretty much whatever I want. Had gf's and never had problem to talk to women and flirt with them. When I was younger the only thing I wanted was to be able to be indepedant as exactly as I am now. I gave up relationships, sleep, time and swallowed all the sadness and anger I felt just to do it, and now, after one suicide attempt with my car five years ago, I really think I died and this is my lesson...




Eeyore 15/08/25(Tue)23:06 No. 4537 ID: a677ef [Reply]
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Who's that girl and why does she make you sad /grim/ ?

I just can't stop thinking about her. In a few weeks it'll have been a year. In another few it will be her and her boyfriends' anniversary.


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Eeyore 17/03/22(Wed)07:49 No. 5350 ID: 82e8c1

Boo hoo girl is baby level grim. You need to realize that your brain is being stupid and just running you through the gauntlet of obsession because it's programmed. This awful fucking girl could have been any other moderately attractive person and your dumb ass would be reacting the same way. She and no one else, especially you are fucking special and made to be a match for another person. Go get obsessive and attached to some other worthless person that it wouldn't even work out with.


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Let me tell you a story. Anon!moNoTOnous 17/03/23(Thu)05:22 No. 5357 ID: 26a2fa
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In my schooldays, there was this girl: she was petite, to not say flat, had tiny shimmering eyes and wavy black hair that started a little behind that it should have, lips maybe too thin and she might have benefited from wearing braces.

But none of that was important.

Her smile was bright as polished marble, and her laughter was a crystal bell. The way she skipped and hopped when she got excited was the most adorable thing my eyes have ever seen. She was nice, caring, attentive. She knew when to listen and she knew when to speak, and when she did her voice never faltered. She treated me like a person, unlike the rest, and I trusted her enough to tell her my deepest secrets. And, one day, recognizing my feelings for what they actually were, I decided to give her my heart.

She didn't want it. Not then.

So I resigned myself to be liked as a friend, but then something in her changed. She started hanging out more with me, she invited me to her home to meet her parents, and asked me for my opinion in mostly everything. But I, still wounded by the previous experience, insisted in denying the evident, and never took her advances as such, no matter how blatant. I even took her to the prom as a friend. Then the schoolyear was over, and I was now in another state.

I fell out of luck, grace, and everything. But I still had her in a corner of my heart, so one day, tossing caution to the wind, I hitchhiked one day to see her again. She wasn't there.

She was with her boyfriend.

So I took my leave, and left forever. Years passed, new crushes came and went, and I found a woman, which was all I deserved. Supportive, but clingy. Companion, but jealous. Strong, but violent. And I married her, formed a family and sired children.
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Eeyore 17/03/26(Sun)09:46 No. 5359 ID: b9da78

>>4540




Eeyore 16/09/04(Sun)14:55 No. 5035 ID: 8b6ae7 [Reply]
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What do you desire /grim/?


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小碧 16/11/25(Fri)15:32 No. 5187 ID: 6b11d1

>>5182
The only difference is that my cocoon is neither safe nor warm.

It is the place full of misery and coldness.


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Eeyore 17/02/26(Sun)04:09 No. 5316 ID: 7b948e

Right now I wish someone would tuck me in and stroke my head until I fall asleep, and then never wake me again.

The closest I will ever get to this is letting a bullet smear my brains all over my bedroom.


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Eeyore 17/03/26(Sun)08:11 No. 5358 ID: bc26ee
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>>5035
In the very least a hole for my body to be buried in.




Eeyore 17/03/22(Wed)08:31 No. 5356 ID: 16ab35 [Reply]
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What doors have you closed to never reopen?
What paths have you left untaken behind you?

I'm never going to be an engineer like I wanted to as a kid, nor a writer like I wanted to in university. I won't be an artist or a musician either. I have to work a dead-end job and save money, probably until the end of my days, unless there's still hope for my dream to open my own company--but I'm 33 now.




Death Eeyore 17/03/05(Sun)02:56 No. 5326 ID: 9c4b9c [Reply]
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All shall fall. We are all going to die someday. Each and every one of us. How does that make you feel?


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Eeyore 17/03/22(Wed)07:59 No. 5353 ID: 5b5913

I just hope that we restfully dream


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Eeyore 17/03/22(Wed)08:03 No. 5354 ID: 82e8c1

>>5333
Experiencing my consciousness being dismantled is what terrifies me. Dying, not existing, doesn't bother me a bit. It's that inevitable split second where your brain is only marginally functioning. How long and how awful is that experience from within your mind. It could be nothing or it could be the worst thing imaginable.


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Eeyore 17/03/22(Wed)08:22 No. 5355 ID: 16ab35

>>5354
>my consciousness being dismantled
I have a lingering fear of brain damage. For many years I have suspected that I will likely die from a severe head trauma. It almost makes me sick to my stomach to imagine being alive with a partially incapacitated brain, even if it only lasts a few moments.

That said, death I wouldn't feel too bad about. Been waiting for it for a long time now. Being dead would solve all kinds of problems for me, but I'm not going to kill myself because that would hurt other people.




Eeyore 16/11/30(Wed)07:41 No. 5202 ID: f6a9b9 [Reply]
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Everything we lose in this life can never be restored. Opportunities, relationships, health. I've lost so many things and it crushes the joy out of me every day.


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Eeyore 17/03/20(Mon)09:28 No. 5347 ID: cc4b82

How can one lose what one never had?


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Eeyore 17/03/22(Wed)07:59 No. 5352 ID: 82e8c1

>>5347
This. All possession of anything is really just an illusion. Unless your legacy permeates the human race nothing you do matters, and even then on some time scale the human race never mattered to begin with. Any purpose you have in life is just made up by you or somebody else.




Eeyore 15/09/11(Fri)19:56 No. 4579 ID: 59f1a5 [Reply]
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Am I the only idiot fag who sometimes likes to lock himself in his bedroom, turn off the lights, light a cigarette and listen to music with the volume all the way to the maximum?


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Anon!moNoTOnous 17/03/19(Sun)16:59 No. 5345 ID: bc5847
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>all the way to the maximun
>not wireless headphones at a comfy volume

I listen to things like this in the dark, while I type shit nobody reads to idle away the time left until I die: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DPSEMCX8O7g&index=1&list=PL7BC23584CA888B2A
Atrium Carceri and Sabled Sun fit my mood as well.


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Eeyore 17/03/21(Tue)15:02 No. 5349 ID: 42a815

>>5344
On an off topic note, what is this kind of graphic called? I see it sometimes on tshirts and I'm rather partial to it.


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Eeyore 17/03/22(Wed)07:52 No. 5351 ID: 82e8c1

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lN-4DDtB1VM




Eeyore 16/05/20(Fri)15:35 No. 4905 ID: 64cd00 [Reply]
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Does anybody else take a grim comfort in the sadder aspects of life? We cannot feel happiness if not for the bad times, and all that is good must eventually come to an end. Why not embrace these things rather than fighting them? Why do we fight such an inevitable part of life?

"All things must come to an end...life, love, and even the universe itself."


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Eeyore 16/05/21(Sat)13:47 No. 4910 ID: d78ba2

Several conversations have been had here recently about this very phenomenon, but yes, in brief, I have given up on trying to deny the depressed and morbidly-infatuated part of myself and I'm now trying to integrate it into my greater active perspective. So far, I feel more "comfortable", in a loose and difficult to describe sort of way, with myself and my mind. People know that I usually feel blue and think about death a lot, so they've mostly stopped saying things like "you should just think positively." It kind of gives me the breathing space I need to figure out how to deal with being happy on the limited occasions that I am, actually. It's weird.


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Anon!moNoTOnous 17/03/13(Mon)08:25 No. 5343 ID: 03cdb2

During a significant part of my life (roughly its 70%) all I knew was pain, solitude, misery and alienation, clinging to my bones like rotten flesh. Even now, there isn't a single day that I don't think about death or suicide.
So I think I naturally try to come back to what I recognize as familiar: darkness, despair, helplessness.




Eeyore 16/03/12(Sat)15:00 No. 4801 ID: cad79b [Reply]
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I was worried that I wouldn't have the time and motivation to finish my assignment on mental health. Then, I was told my friend commited suicide. Now I'm motivated. I think the universe was giving my what I asked for in the same way evil genie's grant wishes the way you don't like. This keeps happening in different ways I think.


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Eeyore 16/03/13(Sun)09:49 No. 4804 ID: 9c3171

The universe gave you a stepping stone.


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Eeyore 16/03/13(Sun)13:46 No. 4806 ID: d78ba2

In a similar vein, I was writing a philosophy book for National Novel Writing Month, and the idea was that I would try to convey the idea that, for those of us for whom life is just a sequence of lesser or greater miseries, we can learn to harness depression as a force of creativity and make it practical. Well, wouldn't you know it, a good friend of mine died a week into writing it, and it really felt like I had been issued a sort of challenge, as if the universe was asking me if I would put my pennies where my pen was. The funk was a bit too hard to allow me to finish on time, but it did give me a nice, sizable portion which I was able to dedicate entirely to grief.


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Anon!moNoTOnous 17/03/13(Mon)07:54 No. 5342 ID: 03cdb2
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>>4806
I finished a novel on last NaNoWriMo. I've already corrected, got to translate maybe 5% and then I said to myself: why bother?
There's a fuckton of unknown writers out there, why would anyone bother to read, let alone buy, a novel about the preteen version of Alex Forrest.




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