They used to play these ads when I was a kid..
I bet all Hell would break loose if they ran Mr. Yuck ads again these days. Kids are just looking for ideas.
They used to play these ads when I was a kid..
I bet all Hell would break loose if they ran Mr. Yuck ads again these days. Kids are just looking for ideas.
Suddenly I stop. But I know it’s too late.
I’m lost in a forest, all alone.
The girl was never there.
It’s always the same.
I’m running toward nothing,
again and again and again..
http://youtu.be/r7PndvLncZE
You know, until my mom committed suicide in ’81.
Many of us here have contemplated oblivion. It’s very difficult to for me to imagine oblivion.
Still I accept that I’ll probably be spending SOME time in oblivion, even though I don’t know exactly what oblivion means. This begs the question: will I “know” that I’m dead?
Although I have 0% confidence in my answer, the only answer that comes to mind (for myself) is this: “I don’t think so.”
I am excited.
I need one hundred people to write me this week
And send me a love offering of $50 or more.
When you do something for God’s house,
God’s gonna put a miracle in your house.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5IakU3gHXbE
On islands we all run
Onto islands in the sun
And the sun too: is an island
With islands all around
We’re all islands in the sea
And the islands want to reach
Other islands passing by
An island in the sky
On islands everywhere
All the islands ever there
Are all waiting on an island
That island stands alone
When the world is a monster
Bad to swallow you whole
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zCvmS9Cb42w
Kick the clay that holds the teeth in
Throw your trolls out the door
“Suicide is man’s way of telling God, ‘You can’t fire me: I quit!’â€
― Bill Maher
“When you’re young and healthy you can plan on Monday to commit suicide, and by Wednesday you’re laughing again.â€
― Marilyn Monroe, My Story
“We cannot tear out a single page of our life, but we can throw the whole book in the fire.â€
― George Sand, Mauprat
“What’s the big fucking deal? Lots of amazing people have committed suicide, and they turned out alright.â€
― Emilie Autumn
“I simply wondered about the dead because their days had ended and I did not know how I would get through mine.â€
― James Baldwin
“She […]
Maude: Do you like sex Mr. Lebowski?
The Dude: Excuse me?
Maude: Sex, the physical act of love (coitus) do you like it?
The Dude: I was talking about my rug.
Maude: You’re not interested in sex?
The Dude: You mean.. Coitus?
“When you’re chewing on life’s gristle don’t grumble, give a whistle..”
“Life’s a piece of shit, when you look at it..”
Local posts, they list your friends
In order of disappearance
Lawn scattered tins feed birds:
The portions baked for absent guests
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KceYe4Dedbg
Mass edition icon
God sent comfort is your salvation
But who grants absolution for sins
That never were committed?
Call me, darling
Tension makes a tangle of each thought,
It becomes inconvenience
Sound never penetrates as
Servile edges break and faint
Dress lengths, assassinations
Fractured family ties and christenings
Tension
A thought mistaken for a memory
Clear the dust from smiles in boxes
Cross a patterned floor and recall their voices
There goes the plan
http://youtu.be/7-uguY9cKqk
Whopper @1:30
There’s a club, if you’d like to go
You could meet somebody who really loves you
http://youtu.be/O8bHRFm85hM
So you go, and you stand on your own
And you leave on your own
And you go home
And you cry
And you want to die
When you say it’s gonna happen now,
Well when exactly do you mean?
See I’ve already waited too long
And all my hope is gone
http://youtu.be/oZ0blaNa6Wg
Miggs: 1
Clarice: 0
My eyes are weary of you before me
I see the best take, the light of daybreak
It shines upon me most I don’t see
No reason ever was given
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=az1loyEX_VY
Too hard to recoil this moment’s glory
A failed reminder, a broken story
My vague emotions one day will vanish
No reason ever was given
In the shuffling madness
Of the locomotive breath
Runs the all-time loser
Headlong to his death
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bNCT6pA5I9A
He feels the piston scraping
Steam breaking on his brow
Old Charlie stole the handle and
The train it won’t stop going
No it don’t slow down
He hears the silence howling
Catches angels as they fall
And the all-time winner
Has got him by the balls..
Always on the upkeep
Always trying to reach the rest of us
We don’t have anything to say, nothing to give
Well, life it blows away
Could somebody tell them
To hurry on, hurry on down
Somebody tell them
To hurry on, hurry on down
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