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This is what I read upon arrival. Is this a joke? Don’t post hateful things? THATS WHAT SUICIDAL PEOPLE DO! It’s MY life and I hate it and everything it stands for and everything it might stand for because others always think they have the right to tell me what to do then they turn and hightail it through their brainwashed cerebral psyche feeling proud that they stuck their nose into my business then run me up the flagpole of bovine excrement to dry up and blow away. Is this site just another sick joke to prove how easy it is to force personal ideals upon others? Suicide methods? Like those who come here are going to be SHOCKED by what they read? LOLOLOLOL Oh it is to laugh at such idiotic folly from the depths of one’s limbic region.  From being passed around for use as “family members” sex toys to being beaten into unconsciousness because I refused to watch while ane brother raped my sister to living in a homosexual relationship from age 11-15 under the roof of an egg donor so viciously hateful and abusive to being a drug and alcohol addict by the age of 13 to suffering from severe unresolved ptsd as a war veteran to nothing but physical illness such as brain tumors, liver cancer, leukemia, a destroyed spine, 30 years a diabetic only months away from losing both feet while I am expected to cope with nightmares that make Stephen King novels look like Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes to being told at age 6 that my father blew his brains across the ceiling with his service weapon because he didn’t want any more children which meant, according to the slut who was my egg-donor, that he killed himself because she was pregnant with me to finding out the puke wasn’t even my sperm giver in the first place and my real father was kept away from me because my hag of a mother did not believe I had a right to know a father only to finally find out that 80% of my blood relatives died in the concentration camps to finding out that I now have severe post concussion disorder and I now have cancerous lesions in my brain and the dept. of nat’l defense will not help me one bit because they cannot find my service number despite the fact that I programmed hundreds of cruise missiles that killed thousands and thousands in Iraq, Afghanistan, Yugoslavia and on and on and on and being a weapons systems programmer and analyst and logistics engineer for everything from the AH-64 to the F-16 fighting falcon to the Y22 raptor and refit frigates, hud’s into the F18s and CF18s and sitting and watching videos from the war in Iraq like the one that shows the Yanks and Canucks playing a friendly game of soccer with guess what?…a head from an Iraqi man they shot off because he intervened on two soldiers who were raping his daughter and to get the head all they had to do was trade porno to get the man’s head and then use it for a ball while the pigs I worked with laughed about it to the 1500 women and kids who haunt my nightmares every night as I wasted them with two bunker busters I programmed and two BGM109 Tomahawk cruise missiles from the USS Missouri and there are online sites where you can see their wee bodies incinerated into the FUCKING WALLS and that’s not even the half of it and you’re going to sit there and tell me I have “reason to live”? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA…you are kidding right? I did everything that was asked of me and everything I was told to do and obeyed orders like a good little boy and they even pinned four medals on me but sit there and say I cannot get the help they offer because I can’t remember my VAC# because I have dementia from so much head injury and brain trauma that I shouldn’t even be alive anyway. Well, go ahead and remove this but before you do, remember these two things…once you take part in war, it never EVER stops within you and the second one is that we ALL bleed red. So go ahead you gutless wonders, remove this. Brainwash the readers into thinking I’m a lieing sack of shit, but it’s the TRUTH…EVERY FUCKING WORD OF IT and this isn’t even the top of the cake…it doesn’t even approach the pain I have suffered at the hands of the prick who keeps taunting me from the bathroom mirror. So if you want your brainwashed gtame to continue, then refuse those reading this the right to know the reality of what life is all about, because to tell you another truth…I don’t give a shit. It’s not IF I will off myself or not, it’s only a matter of when and that’s MY right to decide…not yours or anybody else’s. “Life is like a shit sandwich. The more bread one has…the less shit one has to eat.” It’s not dieing you should be afraid of…it’s living that should scare the hell out of you. And if you don’t like what I’ve written or disagree with it, then you’re cordially invited to bend over reeeeeaally far while I stand in front of you and you can all take a long hard suck of my arse.