I have no idea how this could happen. Mmmm, admin, if you’re currently monitoring the site, can you give me a rundown on why this is happening? It seems that I can’t comment on anything now.
O and this was the initial post that didn’t want to go through:
You needn’t say sorry. You’re not a disaster. I’ve seen this happen, and I hate it.
Ah ok. Well, if you feel comfortable there, then it’s good to hear. It’s good that you want to try to make things right, it’s noble of you. However, remember that some things we can’t make right, and it’s better to move on.
Excellent (However, it’s the first time I’ve ever approved of someone knowing how to use a knife). Well then, with your knife skills and pepper spray, you’ll be able to ruin any ************’s day.
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Am I showing up here?
Yip you are.
And it seems that I can comment on my own posts.
:/ ugh
There’s no need for that. It was most likely just a coincidence. Or maybe admin restricted my comments for some or other reason. Nothing sinister.
I am beyond irritated and also upset.
I hate it
I’m just paranoid.
It doesn’t matter anyway. I’m done. It will follow me everywhere
Ah, looks like I’m able to comment on anything again.
This was most likely just a random error. Regardless, it’s just one asshole. It won’t follow you everywhere. You shouldn’t let these things upset you. Rise above it. You’re stronger than this. Even if it was him, which it wasn’t, it’s only some stupid trolling.
Yeah.
Whatever. It’s done. I don’t care anymore
You shouldn’t care about it anymore. It should be a non-entity in your life.
Do you think two 25mg fentanyl patches held directly in the mouth for a long period could do it for a 105lb person?
Jesus, please don’t consider that. And you know I won’t answer that question.
Sorry, I know that’s not right to ask. I have been considering it. I don’t know if it will work, I think it would.
The other me+hod is not in my reach
I am done
You don’t know that for certain.
No, you’re not done. You still have so much to give to this world, and so much that you can get out of it.
No. I don’t. And I’m tired of it. I’m tired of being in this space. I’ really think I’m done.
Thanks for talking with me. Thank you for being understanding. You are more than you realize
No please don’t. Yes, you’re tired of being in this space, but there are other ways to get out of it.
No problem. Like I’ve always said, I do it gladly. Thank you for saying that… but I think you’re vastly overestimating me.
Stop fucking saying that. I for once want to feel I know what I’m seeing, ok? I think you are more than you realize
I just don’t think I can anymore.
I see all the shit. I can’t sweep it under even the prettiest of rugs. It’s over
I’m sorry. Maybe you do see me for who I am.
Just… please don’t do it. Don’t abandon your dog. She still has a couple of years left. Your brother will be crushed. You’re the only true family that he has. There’s better ways out of this hole than choosing the unknown.
You shouldn’t sweep it under the rug. You need to deal with the shit. Don’t let what he said, and what I said be for nothing.
I fucking hate myself.
Then come to the point where you don’t hate yourself, even if you have to crawl there. It’s possible. I know it is. It’s far better than jumping into the unknown.
Is it? I’m not so sure about that
I’m sure about it. You have so much potential. You’re intelligent and make beautiful art, and you’re far stronger than what you realize.
That doesn’t matter.
Tomorrow when I’m alone, I think I may take the patches to the river by me. My brother will take my dog, and he will understand
That does matter. That matters to you, and every single person you could potentially meet in your life. It matters to me.
Again, please don’t. He won’t understand. He’ll understand the why, but he’ll never be able to accept it. Don’t choose the unknown over agency. There’s still so much beauty in this world, and I know you can see it.
i think I’m keeping you awake.
Good night
I don’t give a fuck about sleep.
I’ll stay awake the whole night if that’s what it takes.
Just please reconsider.
Don’t kill yourself
Just be an alcoholic poster who spams this site with stupid shit. You can die later.
Please just remember his and my words on those two separate days. They still ring true.
braiNsane ‘s “shit” is far from stupid. She hurts. She is of value that she cannot see.
Morris, forgive me, I’m not angry at you or picking on you, if that’s how that sounded.
Chip. No offense taken.
If you wanna fuck me, I’d appreciate a fish dinner first. (Please, I’m not an easy *****. I’ll need to be fed before I lay down and spread my legs).
You can buy me a drink instead, I’m kinda easy. *wink wink*.
No, but really.
What would Jesus do?
You got no one offline to hit on, Morris? The usual bartenders are sick of that by now?
Sorry, Stalker.
You’ve been rejected.
Deal with it.
I’m not your stalker. You’re being a creep, no one wants that.