I guess I really should post here a link to...
http://www.safeinsilence.tumblr.com
prettier. (:
and less HTML-finnicky.
Chrome doesn't like LiveJournal much :[
so more likely to be updates there than here.
still love LiveJournal, though!
Cheerio (:
http://www.safeinsilence.tumblr.com
prettier. (:
and less HTML-finnicky.
Chrome doesn't like LiveJournal much :[
so more likely to be updates there than here.
still love LiveJournal, though!
Cheerio (:
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"You lie with how you act. You are a 'glass half full' kind of person, or at least you pretend to be. You act like the person people need. You are quiet and logical in group that needs some morals. You are upbeat and positive in a group that needs some excitement. You are kind and understanding when people need a shoulder to cry on. Basically, you lie about who you are. Your kind heart is easily manipulated by people who are just looking to use you, but you have a tendency to bring out the best in people. You are a wonderfully positive person and everyone loves to be around you. You live for your ever growing circle of friends.
You lie because you do not think about yourself. You are happy if everyone else is happy, and sometimes have a problem with thinking for yourself. Only your truest friends have seen you when your tolerance has run out, and your best friends are the ones who calm you down and don't take advantage of this. Even if you have had a bad day, you put a smile on for the people who need a positive person around. However, you let your guard down easily for a smooth talker or overly friendly stranger. Your kind heart is open to everyone, which makes you a target for people with bad intentions. Keep your friends close and let them help you pick out the bad people, because they are your weakness. It's true that people could use someone like you, but remember to think about yourself from time to time so you don't explode from holding it all in. You don't want to lose the friends who understand you the best."
you know... that's...
...quite right.
a really good quiz.
go do it.
http://apps.facebook.com/quizcreate/quiz.php/474865/How-do-you-lie/
You lie because you do not think about yourself. You are happy if everyone else is happy, and sometimes have a problem with thinking for yourself. Only your truest friends have seen you when your tolerance has run out, and your best friends are the ones who calm you down and don't take advantage of this. Even if you have had a bad day, you put a smile on for the people who need a positive person around. However, you let your guard down easily for a smooth talker or overly friendly stranger. Your kind heart is open to everyone, which makes you a target for people with bad intentions. Keep your friends close and let them help you pick out the bad people, because they are your weakness. It's true that people could use someone like you, but remember to think about yourself from time to time so you don't explode from holding it all in. You don't want to lose the friends who understand you the best."
you know... that's...
...quite right.
a really good quiz.
go do it.
http://apps.facebook.com/quizcreate/quiz.php/474865/How-do-you-lie/
- Current Music:Saosin - Changing
- Current Music:Lostprophets - 4AM Forever
Not mine.
I WISH I had dreams this awesome.
"In my dream, we were tiny specks in a vast, uncaring universe. I tried to count all the atoms, but I felt infinity staring back at me. And it was terrifying. I realized something... I'm just the vibration of a few atoms that happened to clump together, an impossibly unique combination that will eventually dismantle and drift apart forever. And then I'll be gone too, into an unimaginable void, where even sadness can't exist."
Love this comic.
www.daisyowl.com/comic/2008-12-10
I WISH I had dreams this awesome.
"In my dream, we were tiny specks in a vast, uncaring universe. I tried to count all the atoms, but I felt infinity staring back at me. And it was terrifying. I realized something... I'm just the vibration of a few atoms that happened to clump together, an impossibly unique combination that will eventually dismantle and drift apart forever. And then I'll be gone too, into an unimaginable void, where even sadness can't exist."
Love this comic.
www.daisyowl.com/comic/2008-12-10
Sometimes I want to just give in, accept the answers without a question.
It's easier, I must confess, to treat this life like it's a waiting room for death...
How can I make sense of this mess?
I'll share my emptiness with a glass, it's my best bet for happiness.
...but life is not a waiting room.
It's easier, I must confess, to treat this life like it's a waiting room for death...
How can I make sense of this mess?
I'll share my emptiness with a glass, it's my best bet for happiness.
...but life is not a waiting room.
Afterlife Possibility A: Hell or something like it
If Christians are right, you can expect Hell. The best picture of Hell we have is from Italian author Dante Alighieri, who 700 years ago took a trip through Hell and then wrote an unreadable book about it.
His picture of Hell is about what you'd expect, in that there are different levels of hellness depending on what kind of an asshole you were. If you're surprised that suicides wind up in Hell at all, you have to understand that the bitch about suicide is that under the Christian scheme, it qualifies as murder. Dante's Hell has the suicide cases living in a suburb of murdererville.
This may sound unfair, but remember that murder isn't a horrible crime because of what it does to the murdered. That person is gone, what do they care? No, the crime is against the murdered person's Mom and brother and sister and best friend and all their coworkers and the people he or she owed money to. All of the people who depended on that person or would have depended on them in the future had they been allowed to live, all of the people who will feel the crushing waves of misery and loneliness due to their abrupt absence, they're the victims.
And since suicide creates the same real and emotional devastation as homocide, the two are treated as the same crime. I know, it sucks. But remember you're not being punished for what you did to yourself, but what you did to those around you when you pulled the trigger. That's the thing, suicide has a way of only hurting the people who likedyou. The people who hated you will forget your name in a month and, in fact, the evil bastards who tormented you and drove you to this will actually be a little happier with you gone. Suicide is like a bunch of your friends saving up money to buy you a car and then you taking the car and running them over with it.
The 50% Rule
This is a good standard to follow. The average person lives to be about 75 years old. So if you're less than 38 and have more than half of your life left, the odds are that, for instance, the funniest joke you'll ever hear in your life is one you haven't heard yet. It's just statistics. Odds are you also haven't yet...
...met the girl you'll love the most;
...met your best friend;
...heard your favorite album;
...started the best job you'll ever have;
...read the best book;
...seen the best movie or played the coolest video game;
...found the hobby you're most interested in;
...had the best sex;
...had the most original, mind-blowing idea;
...met the dumbest person you'll ever meet;
...or seen the stupidest haircut.
You can make your own list. Look around your room, look around your life. If you're less than 38, the sheer odds are that the future holds a more awesome version of everything you see. You've got to weigh all of that shit. You're not really even conscious of your life until age 7 or 8, so to decide it's all bullshit after just ten or fifteen more years is like judging a movie by its poster.
Especially if you haven't had sex yet. I want to make a special point of that one. If you're at an age that you haven't had the sex, you definitely want to put off the suicide thing at least until after that. And if you're some kid with bad skin and are scoffing at me, thinking that the pretty girls don't even look at you, I'm going to let you in on one of society's biggest secrets:
Girls who look like models are never very good in bed. Don't take my word for it. Ask around.
Or, maybe you'll find out for yourself.
Sure, it's Cracked, but think about it.
Occasionally Cracked comes up with a good article... this is one of them.
http://www.cracked.com/article_15658_ten-minute-suicide-guide.html
If Christians are right, you can expect Hell. The best picture of Hell we have is from Italian author Dante Alighieri, who 700 years ago took a trip through Hell and then wrote an unreadable book about it.
His picture of Hell is about what you'd expect, in that there are different levels of hellness depending on what kind of an asshole you were. If you're surprised that suicides wind up in Hell at all, you have to understand that the bitch about suicide is that under the Christian scheme, it qualifies as murder. Dante's Hell has the suicide cases living in a suburb of murdererville.
This may sound unfair, but remember that murder isn't a horrible crime because of what it does to the murdered. That person is gone, what do they care? No, the crime is against the murdered person's Mom and brother and sister and best friend and all their coworkers and the people he or she owed money to. All of the people who depended on that person or would have depended on them in the future had they been allowed to live, all of the people who will feel the crushing waves of misery and loneliness due to their abrupt absence, they're the victims.
And since suicide creates the same real and emotional devastation as homocide, the two are treated as the same crime. I know, it sucks. But remember you're not being punished for what you did to yourself, but what you did to those around you when you pulled the trigger. That's the thing, suicide has a way of only hurting the people who likedyou. The people who hated you will forget your name in a month and, in fact, the evil bastards who tormented you and drove you to this will actually be a little happier with you gone. Suicide is like a bunch of your friends saving up money to buy you a car and then you taking the car and running them over with it.
The 50% Rule
This is a good standard to follow. The average person lives to be about 75 years old. So if you're less than 38 and have more than half of your life left, the odds are that, for instance, the funniest joke you'll ever hear in your life is one you haven't heard yet. It's just statistics. Odds are you also haven't yet...
...met the girl you'll love the most;
...met your best friend;
...heard your favorite album;
...started the best job you'll ever have;
...read the best book;
...seen the best movie or played the coolest video game;
...found the hobby you're most interested in;
...had the best sex;
...had the most original, mind-blowing idea;
...met the dumbest person you'll ever meet;
...or seen the stupidest haircut.
You can make your own list. Look around your room, look around your life. If you're less than 38, the sheer odds are that the future holds a more awesome version of everything you see. You've got to weigh all of that shit. You're not really even conscious of your life until age 7 or 8, so to decide it's all bullshit after just ten or fifteen more years is like judging a movie by its poster.
Especially if you haven't had sex yet. I want to make a special point of that one. If you're at an age that you haven't had the sex, you definitely want to put off the suicide thing at least until after that. And if you're some kid with bad skin and are scoffing at me, thinking that the pretty girls don't even look at you, I'm going to let you in on one of society's biggest secrets:
Girls who look like models are never very good in bed. Don't take my word for it. Ask around.
Or, maybe you'll find out for yourself.
Sure, it's Cracked, but think about it.
Occasionally Cracked comes up with a good article... this is one of them.
http://www.cracked.com/article_15658_ten-minute-suicide-guide.html
- Current Music:Amy Pearson (blush)
and you barely even left.
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