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Eeyore 16/05/02(Mon)03:37 No. 4890 ID: 0478a4 [Reply]

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I just come here for the music. Melancholic ambience rocks my world.

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Eeyore 16/05/11(Wed)23:59 No. 4901 ID: c75407

The music is Back Hall from the Amnesia soundtrack unless they changed it, fits pretty well

Eeyore 16/05/20(Fri)15:41 No. 4906 ID: 64cd00


It happens to me when I use the https version of the site and I have to manually.

Eeyore 16/05/29(Sun)21:29 No. 4920 ID: 72a922

/eh/ also has problems like that.
even though you access the page by https, some content (css iirc) is delivered by http. these days browsers are more security concious and will have a little fit about that kind of thing.

Eeyore 16/04/24(Sun)04:13 No. 4876 ID: 2122dc [Reply]

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this is a picture of my dead boyfriend.

two years alone and who cares.

post pictures of people you were close to that are now dead, and tell us about them, if you want. spread proof of their existence in some small way. I get the feeling that everyone that knew him, including his mom and his brother, and just trying to pretend like he never existed in the first place.

I have no one to talk to about him and all my best memories from the last six years have him in it.

I miss ya, buppy.

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Eeyore 16/04/25(Mon)05:16 No. 4879 ID: d4d059

I'm a pretty cold person and was going to make fun of you, until i put myself in that position.. shit dog

Eeyore 16/05/02(Mon)17:14 No. 4893 ID: 7fd455

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...her name was Carla.
We fucked once.
I used to have a huge crush on her. I never talked to her about it, though.
We stopped talking right about after highschool.
She wound up having 2 kids and getting married. Shit was going well. I was hearing from her on and off. Then she hung her self out of the blue. No on, really, knows or understands why.

She left behind two kids and their father, being such a huge peace of shit he was, ended up raping one and actually giving her (a 3 year old) a sexual transmitted disease.

I miss Carla, alot. But, I feel sorry, most of all, for the kids.

Eeyore 16/05/23(Mon)08:05 No. 4916 ID: 9c3171

That's some real stuff, that's what I've come to expect from this world

Eeyore 16/03/23(Wed)07:21 No. 4824 ID: 759123 [Reply]

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I know it's bad to dwell on the past, on happier times you may have had. But It's all I seem to do now. I get drunk, and listen to the same music I did when I was younger to induce melancholy.

With that being said, what were the happiest moments of your life (if any) thus far /grim/?

High school for me. Pathetic and cliche I know. I had friends who I thought would last forever, and made so many amazing memories. I was extremely passionate, yet naive, about my 'inspiring' future. Looking back on the view I had on everything when I was 18 compared to today makes me understand what it truly means to grow up

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Eeyore 16/05/09(Mon)14:58 No. 4897 ID: 474440

Those times when I used to live in my hometown a village. No internet, no smartphone,no distraction. Playing cricket and football till I am completely tired and end the day with a swim in the pond near by then coming back home and getting yelled by my dear mother.

Those were the happiest days. no worries, no tension. Just freedom.

Eeyore 16/05/10(Tue)08:12 No. 4899 ID: 2a9baf

Definitely high school for me too, OP. Me and my friends group (there were 5 of us) would fuck around all day during school and spend almost every single weekend together listening to music, playing video games, and just talking. It truly was the best time of my life, and I think it always will be.

Eeyore 16/05/16(Mon)22:53 No. 4904 ID: 72f3d5

Nostalgia is a horribly addictive depressant.

I've had a lot of good times really; still having some now--but I think a lot about the wasted time, the wasted opportunities, and my wasted potential.

My childhood was horrible, but not as horrible as a lot of other kids. I wasn't physically or sexually abused by anybody. I was emotionally abused by my peers in school; and an investigation proved that the school faculty were complicit in the systematic bullying of undersize, overweight, and otherwise non-Aryan-Pride students (even though I and nearly everyone was white). It was also horrifcally embarassing; I embarassed myself with a sickening regularity throughout my childhood years.

In school, I never liked doing the work. I always turned in my algebra homework with answers only--never wrote anything else down in high-school math, which made my teacher furious but she knew I wasn't cheating on the tests. Never did homework for English class (until my parents talked the school into giving me a chance at AP English), or a lot of others (a habit I picked up in grade school). I was always late. I'm still always late (another habit that developed in grade school) and I know now there were things I could have done--signs my school and family should have been watching for--to indicate that I needed readjustment, that something wasn't working for me and my potential wasn't being realized (the way my failing grades became As and Bs in AP classes should have sent up a flag).

So I went goth, got into drugs and alcohol entirely too early in life (not the earliest perhaps, cigarrets: 11? weed: 12, alcohol: 14? hard/exotic/designer drugs: 18). University provided unprecidented opportunities ...to get high, have sex, get drunk, and all but drop out. There was a really proud moment there where I doubled up, snaked my way into the Dean of Enrollment's personal calendar, cleared my name and four bad grades, enrolled in two online colleges while taking full-time university classes and worked for the university's IT department--after spending my third year banned from campus wondering if a burger grill was hot enough to kill myself with.

Then have been some lows since then. Losing it, going to seek help for depression... Throwing away my early twenties on a girl who only wanted me to fulfill a childhood fantasy, then dissapear before her real adult life started (or maybe she just wanted to have a relationship with her father, hard to tell). ... Getting scammed every which way throughout my twenties: taxes embezzeled by my first carreer-job employer, worked for 7 months for another company that never properly paid its employees... Ended up drastically relocating and being temporarly homeless for a girl who confessed that she was cheating on me afte Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

Eeyore 16/04/30(Sat)04:29 No. 4884 ID: 01fab4 [Reply]

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Some more /grim/ music for you


Eeyore 16/05/01(Sun)21:40 No. 4887 ID: ca7e87

Totally different genre, but to me this album is the perfect soundtrack to suicidal contemplation. The band's name is not a coincidence.


Eeyore 16/05/01(Sun)22:17 No. 4888 ID: f1d3df

This one does it for me.


Eeyore 15/12/08(Tue)00:37 No. 4665 ID: 1238e8 [Reply]

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Nihilism is the most honest philosophical position.


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Eeyore 16/04/14(Thu)06:07 No. 4859 ID: 14ae4a

Please try and forgive my redundancy, I did not read ahead before posting.

Zodia Eeyore 16/04/17(Sun)02:22 No. 4868 ID: ab6994

The more I learn the more I agree.

See the orchard where there's a desert. You can turn dust into fruit with knowledge and your hard work.

Eeyore 16/04/19(Tue)07:29 No. 4872 ID: d78ba2

Well, I'm not really the type to assert my own fundamental existence either, though. I think outside of my mind, nothing, including myself, exists how I perceive it; I cannot, for example, experience life as a tree or a dog or an atom, and so on ad infinitum. Thus, being that my perception is so embarrassingly limited, and being that my perception is merely an abstract which does not exist fundamentally beyond the confines of my consciousness, I cannot allow myself to be the solipsistic centre of the universe.

Eeyore 16/04/13(Wed)08:28 No. 4854 ID: 759123 [Reply]

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My dog that I've had since I was 12 died yesterday. I barely felt a goddamned thing. I'm extremely sad, but I cried only once, even though I loved her dearly. I think years of building up tough emotional armor is taking it's toll. I was extremely sensitive in my younger years, got tired of feeling like shit all the time, so I built an iron ship around this wooden heart.

I know this all sounds cheesy as shit. All I seem to feel now is grey. Sadness is a necessary emotion to help you grow, connect, have empathy, and see the tragic beauty and passion in life. I wouldn't recommend cutting it off. Feeling something, even if it's heartbreaking sadness and misery, is better than nothing at all

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Eeyore 16/04/16(Sat)07:09 No. 4865 ID: ec588a

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Was your dog a labrador?

I had a dog with similar color, but mixed lab/pyrenees/chow/etc. My very dearest dog. I left him in my parent's care for his final years (apartment, out of the country, etc). He passed away shortly after a trip home--we'd had some great old-fashioned walks, played tug of war... and then he was euthanised before pancreatic (?) cancer could finish him off a week later.

Eeyore 16/04/16(Sat)18:24 No. 4867 ID: f1d3df


Mine was a black lab, cancer survivor. Lived his last few days in our farm, close to nature.

Eeyore 16/04/19(Tue)01:10 No. 4871 ID: 58de7d

I had a puppy Bennie. He was a gsp and six months old. He caught parvo during one of the walks my sister would take him on. She's some kind of bipolar (whether or not this exists I don't care to debate right now). I felt extremely guilty when he died. More than sadness and more than anything else, I felt overwhelmingly guilty. When he first started showing symptoms I was upset with him. I thought he some trips put grass or a psychedelic leaf and that he was throwing up his bowels because of a bad trip. I remember taking him for his last walk, he was so excited. He couldn't even walk the entire walk. We got to the end of my short block and he shit put blood. I carried him home. I tried to feed him. I tried to give him water. I had to force food and water into him but he couldn't hold it down. My beautiful puppy. I miss his paws, they were large for a dog his size and age. I miss his dopey walk. He's dead now, but I have him in my thoughts. And his ashes above my computer.

Testament? LastAutumn451 16/04/11(Mon)02:20 No. 4847 ID: 1ff20a [Reply]

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Well, thanks for having the time to read this.
even if you're not gonna read it completely.
i want to tell you a story, not to make you feel petty.
i don't feel sad anymore nor desperate. i feel relived.
'finally gave up.' i did try my best for years. promise i did.
but i lost as always, like in all the other things i have try to succeed.
as i kid i remember i wanted to be a 'hero' a 'teacher' a 'police officer' i wanted to help people because i was never help by anyone.
at the age of nine years i was trow to the streets by my family.'mother' 'grandma' 'older brother'.
my 'grandma' got mad at my for something that i say.
'what can a nine years old kid tells you to make him live in the streets'. neighbors in the next door maybe realized what happened and how couldn't they if my friends saw me leaving outside near the trash spot for 2 days. i din't felt hunger or fear. i'm glad i din't got raped in those days.
some of the neighbors maybe called '911' or something, they found me. 'i was asked to knee and ask for forgiveness'. i'm laughing now.
at the age of 10-11 years old i started working in a car-wash and i was able to buy my own 'gameboy advance' used from one of my only friends. i had fun whit it, even if when i grab it memories of me washing car wheels came to my mind.
soon i grew older '12 years old'. i met a girl, i would say it was my first romance.
i asked her to go out. happily she broke whit me some days after.
i learned basic English at the age of 13yo.
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Eeyore 16/04/11(Mon)06:35 No. 4848 ID: 1238e8

Helium Exit bag, OP

Eeyore 16/04/11(Mon)19:23 No. 4849 ID: f1d3df

Keep trying, keep pushing. There is nothing else I can say. Hope that one day everything will change, that you will find a reason to live and carry on. Even if it's for a moment. Live for that moment. Work for it.

Dream of a day you will look back at your hard life and tell yourself "I did it". You will know in your heart that you survived. That, against all odds, you defeated everything and everyone that stood in your way. Die a faceless and nameless hero, known only to you. The next world will accept you with open arms and give you what you deserve.

Live on. Conquer this world.

Eeyore 16/04/18(Mon)02:00 No. 4869 ID: 887198

What country are you from?

Eeyore 16/03/27(Sun)20:52 No. 4835 ID: 887238 [Reply]

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The world is not my oyster.

It is my scab.

Eeyore 16/03/28(Mon)01:18 No. 4836 ID: 3a062b

Don't hurt yourself on that edge there

Eeyore 16/03/30(Wed)01:12 No. 4838 ID: 44cd17

Where do you think I got the scab?

Don't be this guy... anon 14/10/07(Tue)09:38 No. 3861 ID: 85a3a8 [Reply]

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Just a friendly reminder kids. .. don't get drunk and try to fight people. . You WILL get arrested. .

王小碧 15/06/01(Mon)00:25 No. 4444 ID: 132a94

If you're lucky. Or you could get stabbed, shot, beaten to death... getting arrested is the best thing that could happen, really.

Eeyore 16/03/28(Mon)15:26 No. 4837 ID: 2d6ea3

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or get your ass kicked

What do you want to do? Eeyore 14/05/20(Tue)21:26 No. 3271 ID: 2ab30a [Reply]

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I just want to sit, listen to my sad playlist and drink until I waste away.

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王小碧 15/03/29(Sun)20:08 No. 4275 ID: b6ed3a

The cruel game.

王小碧 15/03/29(Sun)20:08 No. 4276 ID: b6ed3a

The cruel game.

Eeyore 16/03/01(Tue)23:37 No. 4792 ID: 7141eb

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me too

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