dead coldtea the absence of a plane for the dead pilot 990330 ... Vincent m artman B is dead. Our Grandfather is gone. Opiate Warchild and Passion Bye stain. Goodnight AntiChrist 991109 ... me? continue theme male/female rank brooks corps dead enlightened 991110 ... lokkust everyone eventually 991124 ... |sCaRReD*disTrOyeD| You don't need to be buried and gone to be dead. Depression makes you dead. You are so full of hate and resentment that you don't care anymore, and therefore you are dead. Someone can be dead to you, even if they are not buried and gone. They can be dead in your mind and your heart. They no longer exist to you. They are gone... dead. 991128 ... zietz oh oh oh how I miss the Dead Milkmen (R.I.P.) 991216 ... MollyGoLightly Dead Dead Dead. I will kill the next person with a persecution complex. 000322 ... Dead ghost (thats scared) I'm dead the clown ripped my enternal soul out!!! of my body & now i can walk though walls YIPPY!!! I CAN SEEEEEEE YOOUUU!!!! "k? isn't that special?? (R.I.P.) "k? (*_*) ~dead person!! (ME) "k???????????? E-MAIL me please i'm dead and lonely so please E-MAIL ME!!! 000610 ... grendel i can, with the proper preparation and environment, step out of my own body and into someone else's... of course when i get back, it usually leaves me hungry horny and throuroughly exhausted the cost of the ritual ingredients required and the fact that it's only lasted an hour on my best day keep me from doing it more often 000610 ... typhoid not very. a room once white now slighly orange no one oils the squeaky door hinge but it fills every so quickly 000704 ... no one abortion 000819 ... birdmad letter office and i will go to meet the furnace when the return stamp is read 000819 ... wes falling back throgh broken time an unreal city mind maby from my forest view ill find the path that leads to you above the blue moon is crying becase immortality means never dying 000922 ... 13lueee i'm starting to feel dead inside...I AM a living dead girl 010324 ... green_tenedril inside dead inside dead indeed following after the candles floating down with the current 010404 ... Tim!!! DEAD one day i will be. not now though. you will be first when cancer eats your heart out. then i will be ready to die. 010411 ... person TIM!!! is a sick MA'AN! 010411 ... velvet spasm Howling the pack in formation appears diamonds and clubs, light misted fog, the dead waving us back in formation, the pack in formation bowling they bat as a group and the leader is seen - so early... the pack on their backs, the fighters through misty the waving - the pack in formation far reaching waves on sight, shone right I lay as if in surround... all enmeshing, hovering... the milder I gaze all the animals laying trail beyond the bough winds mild the reflecting electricity eyes... tears, the life that was ours grows sharper and stronger away and beyond short wheeling - fresh spring gripped with blanched bones - moaned magnesium, proverbs and sobs... howling the pack in formation appears diamonds and clubs, light misted fog, the dead waving us back in formation, the pack in formation... 010105 010418 ... marjorie we have a slight case of dead here. not to worry though... it's commonplace. we'll simply pretend as though it never happened. we'll say the fish are sleeping, too. we'll say they often sleep upside down while being eaten by the other fish. we'll say that person lying there is taking a nap. how can we explain their eyes being open... well, we don't have to. that's just the way some people are. and we shouldn't judge people. no. that would be narrow minded. 010601 ... User24 Stop sue if the following symptons occur: headaches, rashes, vomiting, pinkeye, coma, death, voting conservative... 010609 ... User24 sue = use as I'm sure you're aware 010609 ... babygirl dead or alive. some days i'm not sure i can tell the difference. 011109 ... tonya am i daed yet, or merely farky? 011109 ... bzzmel if only 011206 ... TK The way I feel inside 020117 ... snatch if were not dead yet, we still grow towards death... look too long into the Abyss, soon the Abyss will look into you... 020207 ... syncratick i almost was on christmas day. 020217 ... *~K it's not death if you refuse it. 020825 ... myplasticmind i am dead. so why am i here? *sighs* life is too confusing 020827 ... Kimmers I think people who are obsessed with dead stuff do not understand death. Which I dont claim to, either. 021129 ... chock chock chili only 90% 030113 ... yessum the dead man was just over yonder , but we carried on like nothing peculiar was going on 030219 ... jolly barny antwan dad fuck me win i have 12 yers old and i love it 030220 ... phil the dead only know peace and forgiveness 030418 ... strom thurmond HOORAY FOR MY RACIST DINOSAUR ASS 030626 ... the game When there's no more room in Hell...the dead shall walk the earth... 030714 ... fred hydrochloric am i daed yet? 030714 ... freak i may aswell be dead...all my mind has gone...self harm 030826 ... freak i may aswell be dead...all my mind has gone...self-harm 030826 ... Freak AHHH someones using my name! 030826 ... a girl with nothing to say soemthing i could be right now if it werent for thoes lovely people at the hospital i could be dead and over something stupid like a kinfe slitting my wrists it would have been a long painfull death 031017 ... misstree will surely find herself in hell actually, only about 14% of slit wrists with suicidal intent actually succeed. jumping from a height of greater than 25 stories (i think, but you might want to do some research) is much more effective. 031017 ... stork daddy i don't think i even have enough control to end my life. now there's learned helplessness. but the best way to get rid of yourself is to go to the zoo, jump over the fence and bite a rhino on the neck. hard. 031017 ... cupcake once your dead you cant change your mind and i change my mind all the time is the thing that scares me so much about killing myself, tho if i just die cause of something else its the same way. two people already this year went to the hospital for trying to kill themselves. maybe it's just two that i know about, but while they were gone people were all talking behind their back and being mean, and when they came back most people were just weird around them, yeah like its contagius or something. 031017 ... oldephebe yes the lack of empathy and compassion among all strata and age groups of this culture..cuts across all bastions of ethnic, educated, economic..enclaves..this saddens me profoundly..even the lack of empathy sometimes in myself..to look within yourself and be unable to summon sympathy or compassion for not just a stranger but for someone you've known..and then to just stare bleakly..blankly ahead..shrug blithely and get on with your day..and you say shouldn't I be troubled by this? maybe some of us are inately callous and think everyone orbiting us like satellites should just subscribe to the society of ME..and then maybe others of us are just innured..and blithely bored..as a matter of course..we are destitute and divorced from ourselves internally..divorced from ourselves and the world shimmering opaquely outside of us..at least that's how i feel and apprehend it all..at times like this safe in my anonymity i ache for you..any of you who feel as i do at times..that maybe there is this thing in you/me that god or whatever has left out..that since the end of your innocence you've felt this unbearable sense of incongruity within and without..and the things that stir and shake the hearts of others just kind of make a din like shards of tin falling upon the pavement..every now and then you feel hopeful and even alive and you say hey maybe this Life thing will work out and I'll be okay..yeah sure..positive thinking and consecrating my life my every aching exhalation to these words..this wisdom..sure give it a name..the bible, vincent peale, buhddist precepts, a surrogate mothers nurture, the epiphanies in the firebrand of your fevered congugals and expeditions into the edge of consciousness or normal apprehension..weirdness speaks..the warm perfumed breath of a lover..and the narcotic of an illicit infactuation..the exploration of carnal appetites..the feast, the excavation of anothers glory..take me to the summit of my passion and i will bequeath to you my life my self esteem my everything sacred..it and i am yours for your predation and excavation..yeah i done that dance with desperation..and i still haven't learned my lesson..i got no wisdom or religious encouragement or any - thing right now..just a guy who can maybe relate to your shape of heart and the ceaseless tides of despair..sorrow...ennui whatever..so yeah i can definately dig it when someone says my heart has a funny shape and this tortured ache..and it never really goes away..maybe that is the lesson of being human..and dealing..and not caving in totally..and changing your mind..so when the good times come you appreciate them so much..does any of this make any sense to anyone..? 031017 ... death_angel Dead. Sometimes i think id rather be dead. Like going to sleep coz you get so worried and nervous. Id be too scared of the pain though i cant even pinprick myself with a needle (dont think im crazy i was wondering if i could break my own skin, I cant) I think death is a way out after your life. I think that once im old ill look forward to death, itll be like an adventure! 031020 ... queen of darkness death is forever, for all eternity ... 031020 ... Lemon_Soda I'm with you, OP. It amazes me...this is almost insubstancial by the way its running in my mind...how do you explain a concept based on emotions other people are feeling...stuff you can't even give existence to outside yourself...but it seems that everyone has these insecurities, these worrisome facets of reality that gnaw at them...things they think should be, but since noone else really KNOWS what their thinking it just can't be...and even then, they still worry what other people think, which is the ultimate irony because we're supposed to be worrying about how other people FEEL...I've got a good freind who went through some rough times a little while back and while I can't get into the details, my friend was horribly depressed over slipping love...I tried my best to console and I hope I helped but...there was an instance during conversation where the wieght of what my friend was thinking and feeling hit full tilt and they needed a few minutes...but because I was party to the topic at hand by mere presence I felt the wieght on their chest press down on mine...squeezing my own tears and wrenching my own heart, though I know I couldn't (logically) have any idea how much they were hurt...it felt terrible to feel it, but it felt great to lighten the load for them...its so hard for me to understand why most people just can't seem to connect with people on an emotional level...like there's something to hide from or that their troubles might somehow make your own worse...almost like people think other people's emotions are bothersome, an annoyance...its gotten so bad now that it's almost taboo to except help from someone you don't know emotionally...everyone is viewed suspect...I know this sounds corny but I get really depressed over the fact that I can't give and recieve hugs indiscriminantly in public...it hurts to know that if I try to just talk or cry or shout or get it out somehow that people won't even try to feel what I'm feeling but instead look at me like I'm crazy...it is horrible to get a scraped knee, or bang my head, or cut my hand and just be ignored or worse ridiculed...you can't fail, you can't feel, you can't forget...it doesn't stop...there are so many invisble walls around us its a wonder we can even hear eachother through them...most of the time we can't...here in blather we're passing notes...and as great as it is to finally communicate, we slip away from it, one at a time...I'm not any smarter or better or even more stable...I just want to really feel