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existence is pointless, so let's all commit suicide
Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2005 5:48 pm
by atoga
Am I right guys?
Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2005 5:50 pm
by S4ur0n27
Stop depressing, friend.
Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2005 6:08 pm
by vx trauma
POSTING CRAP TO DAC WASTED IS A REASON ENOUGH TO STRUGGLE/STAGGER ON
Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2005 6:16 pm
by Redeye
YES THAT'S RIGHT
SPAM SPAM
GOOD FOR YOU HEART
THE MORE YOU POST
THE BETTER YOUR ART
THE BETTER YOUR ART
THE BETTER YOU FEEL
SO KEEP POSTING SPAM ON DAC
THEN BETTER YOU'LL FEEL
Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2005 8:33 pm
by VasikkA
Existence is a paradox, so live your life to the maxx before reality kicks in.
Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2005 8:39 pm
by Neon Dingo
As I leave my cage what unfurls before my eyes other than complete darckness is my desire for pain. Only
B.L.O.O.D. can wash away this sorrow. I pour a bowl of Angsty-O's and began masticating this amalgam of sucrose bovine innocence. Why o wie is it so wrong to wear black eyeliner? MY STRIIIFE! However, today is not the day to die. Mummy has blessed my presence with a new pair of combat boots. Black, and niggardly, I tredge forth to skool to indulge myself in maritime studies. What of this existence, so cruel, dark, futile, and chocolate-covered? I cannot take it anymore. Should thine kill thyself? Thou hast giveneth and taketh awayeth. I AM DOOMED TO AN (eternal) ABYSS OF NOTHINGNESS. O look, the herd bell is ringing. Corndogs for lunch again, ah yes. Corndogs. A fitting metaphor for my existential struggle of the ages. I hope God chokes on a corndog.
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2005 8:42 pm
by VasikkA
For the love of corndog, bring back Feelings Online for these junkies.
Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2005 9:00 pm
by S4ur0n27