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Woe

Euthanasia in Belgium and the Netherlands (and the debate surrounding it)

by Taf Taf 1/19/2019

written by Taf Taf

I must apologize in advance, because I’m going to put a lot of videos and articles in this post and it will probably occupy a lot of space on the starting page of this site (needless to say, feel free to write your opinions about euthanasia in the comment section).

https://theconversation.com/separating-fact-from-fiction-about-euthanasia-in-belgium-58203

Euthanasia in Belgium

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-3748787/Euthanasia-tourists-rush-Belgium-free-lethal-injections-staggering-2-023-medically-killed-year.html

https://newsmavens.com/news/aha-moments/2088/belgium-fears-euthanasia-tourism

https://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2018/12/24/brussels-denies-eu-rules-encourage-euthanasia-tourism/

And a PDF about euthanasia in Belgium:

Euthanasia practice in Belgium

1/19/2019 10 comments

Gary Clark Jr. – When My Train Pulls In

by Taf Taf 12/21/2018

written by Taf Taf

Lyrics:

Everyday nothing seems to change

Everywhere I go I keep seeing the same old things

and I, I can’t take it no more

I would leave this town, but I,

I ain’t got nowhere else to go

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Wake up in the morning to more,

more bad news and I

sometimes I feel like I was born to lose and I,

It’s driving me out of my mind

Gonna catch the next train and I

move on down the line

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I’ll be ready now

I’ll be […]

12/21/2018 0 comment

Skip James – Hard Time Killin’ Floor Blues

by Taf Taf 10/28/2018

written by Taf Taf

(Acoustic) Blues

Lyrics:

Hard times is here and everywhere you go

Times are harder than ever been before

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You know that people, they are driftin’ from door to door

But they can’t find no heaven, I don’t care where they go

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People, if I ever can get up off of this old hard killin’ floor

Lord, I’ll never get down this low no more

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When you hear me singin’ this old lonesome song

People, you know these hard times can last us so long

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You […]

10/28/2018 0 comment

I know I’m going to kill myself in time

by bluesforthesun 5/10/2013

written by bluesforthesun

For all my life I have just passed from one painful absurdity to the next. And all along I thought, woe is me, I haven’t any luck in life; a life of a boy who was intellectual, creative, loving, and self-aware. As I came to adulthood, I came to the melancholic realization that I am none of these things, nor have I ever been. Even with every shred of sorrowful heartbreak and death of a loved one or a cherished emotion, from every punch in the groin to every stab in the neck, the truly, most dangerously negative force was my own sense of self. […]

5/10/2013 1 comment

Entry one, of records for proof.

by Silverteardrops 4/28/2013

written by Silverteardrops

Dad constantly hugs me, kisses me, messes my hair *affectionately*, rubs my face with his hands, the same hands he used to hurt my mum. Makes me feel SICK.

He constantly calls me, last thing at night, first thing in the morning.

Whenever my fon beeps “is it mom?” no dad its my friends lauren. Whenever im texting somone “are you texting mum” any word from mum? G’on text mum for me. Makes me text stuff to her I don’t want to say

My position is that I am lying. Constantly lying through my teeth. I don’t love him, don’t want him back, I HATE HIM DISPISE HIM, […]

4/28/2013 1 comment

why

by barelythere 1/30/2013

written by barelythere

I’m 13. I am severely depressed. Have been since kindergarten. No joke. I fake smiles every day so no one will realize what’s going on inside my head. I have 1 thing keeping me alive right now. His name is Monte and he is my boyfriend. I love him so much. And I owe him everything. If not for him I would be dead or constantly cutting. I have cut three times, times but they weren’t deep. I just recovered from two eating disorders. Anorexia and bulimia. I’m on medication for anxiety and depression. But all I want to do is take the whole bottle […]

1/30/2013 3 comments

Mommy, mommy, where is the sun?

by Gumpy 11/5/2012

written by Gumpy

When the sun sparkles, it makes me glad. A gleam of a smile, itâ€™s nothing like sad.

The flowers arise and the draft sways the trees. Â Mommy, can I go outside please?

A luminous colour of green showers the turf, oh how much I love the earth.

A crack. A cling. A noise from above.

The thunder breaks as I clench my velvet glove.

The sky dims over the splendour, I crouch down, am I the only to surrender?

The devious rain, slashing at my back, somethingâ€™s coming, something I lack.

Mommy rushes over, gripping my arm. Runs to the house, takes me to the warm.

I look out the window, look out […]

11/5/2012 5 comments

Lonesome sometimes (part 8)

by redisblue101 7/28/2012

written by redisblue101

Sometime after our unforetold split up, one of my friends well.. friends( to many friends XC) Had stayed the night with my friend. I was sorta friends with her, and as the friendly, (stupidly) nice gal I am asked her how she was on (none other than) Facebook. She said she was doing fine and that she and my (ex.)friend were having a sleepover. I asked her to tell my friend I said hi. But she told me (kinda like HAL from 2001: A Space Odyssey) I can’t do that hun’.

I could have just left it at that, but I foolishly continued asking her why. […]

7/28/2012 0 comment

The Harbinger

by Nolentwohundred 7/10/2012

written by Nolentwohundred

My fair maiden lies shackled and woe. Her dress torn and soiled, tells of blasphemy and misfortune. Her soul tormented by God and government. Does this course not beckon me to proceed encased in armor of Mendez? Should my thoughts not intertwine with war? If my cries fall on deaf ears, will I cry no more? It is the Harbinger they seek. His lowered brow swells to the rigid horns of reason. His direction echoes of thunder as stride distends. He is shielded by maxim and plague of knowledge. The sharp steel of angst-ridden compassion, urges to plunge deep […]

7/10/2012 2 comments

Just so tired now..

by Optout 7/1/2012

written by Optout

I’m tired. That’s all, just tired – of everything. I’ve carried a diagnosis of depression for a long time, but I’ve always managed to keep going in spite of it. Not anymore. I’m just too tired.Â I don’t think many people understand what it means to be tired like this -Â it isn’t the ‘I need to take a nap or get a good night’s sleep’ kind of tired – no, this is a bone-deep, soul-weary, insidious form of torment, an uncertain affliction of indeterminate etiology and obfuscate symptomatology;Â a weariness that persists and will not abate.

I want it over. I don’t want ‘help’, I’ve […]

7/1/2012 2 comments

Wild Rant

by Good_Guy_KC 5/1/2012

written by Good_Guy_KC

An email I chose not to send (altered to maintain anonymity):

I am going stir crazy. I really want to see you, but I can’t find a good excuse. Mom is psychologically abusing me, and I don’t think I can take it much longer. She constantly monitors me. She waits until there is no noise coming out of my room before she falls asleep. I don’t even think she sleeps most days. That would explain her insane need for productivity. I have no one to talk to at home who will listen to me and support me. I am trying to see my therapist here without […]

5/1/2012 0 comment

by nebdy 6/27/2009

written by nebdy

there have been lots of times when i have been depressed, i cry sometimes. like uncontrolably for hours, but that hasnt happened in a while. i usually do that when i know no one can hear me, because i dont think they would really get it. like most people i know they turn around and go “well you have it a lot better than some.” my best friend, and in some ways my only friend called me a spoilt bratt, when i was depressed on monday.Â thats why iÂ dont trust her enough to talk to her, thats why i’m here.

i dont sound all “woe […]

6/27/2009 3 comments