my son died today ( Read more... )

check this out:

"To find out how people attempt to make sense of these unusual, frightening and hallucinoid sleep experiences, Cheyne has studied the responses to the Waterloo Unusual Sleep Experiences Survey - nearly 11,000 cases from around the world - gathered at the University of Waterloo in Canada ( Read more... )

you know, i think everything's gonna be fine.

would it mattered if i died? i mean, honestly. i've done nothing. i haven't left my mark. wouldn't it be better if i just quietly faded away?

what can be done when circumstance conspires against you? when the Fates consign you to the furthest, darkest reaches of emotional emptiness? not much. believe me, i've tried. the best you can hope to achieve is to make your intentions and feelings known. scream them out if you have to. then just sit there, waiting and powerless, hoping ( Read more... )

seriously, dudes.....

WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!?!

i refuse to believe that i'm the only guy out there who has some sort of concept of honour, and yet most of the time that's what it feels like. if i counted all the honourable guys i knew, i'm positive the number would be less than twenty. hey, that's a neat idea! i think i'll try that ( Read more... )

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please note that on Tuesday, April 26th at exactly 10:05 pm and 29 seconds, i officially lost all hope in humanity. good night. or not. it doesn't matter, because i just don't fucking care.

um, wow. that's good, right?

every once in a while you run across a gem that just needs to be shared with the world. the following is taken from a studio journal kept by a member of Guster, one of my favourite bands. it details the S.S.E./R.S.I., or Shit Smell Evapouration to Roommate Sleeping In time. Dave, pay attention, as i'm sure it can be adapted for other purposes ( Read more... )