I'm seriously so fucking depressed it's not even remotely funny. I'm so lonely... I need a hug.

*tackles you to the ground with a mammoth gut-bursting bear hug*

wassa matter?

Lol, it's just that I give out so much support and love and get nothing back from the people that mean the most to me. If you died, would anyone cry for you? No one would cry for me.

*makes that geeky ahhh, you are stealing my thoughts! motion pointing back and forth at our foreheads*

Eh well... it sucks, aye... but one day we'll both find that special someone who returns just as much love as we give 'em.

No, no-one would cry if I died... they'de be more bothered by the burial costs, really. But my puppy dog would be really sad so I'll stick it through for him.

My parents would cry. Other than that, I'm really not sure. A couple friends might cry. But no, most people wouldn't give a rat's ass.

What a depressing thought. Think smiley faces.

*Hug*

Having one of those days sweetie?

I'll come out there and give you a hug if you pay half the fare. And on the way I'll try to learn some jokes so it's not akward.

Hi TIN: I think life is just like a boquet of flowers. it's beautiful, but once in a while one of the flowers gets ugly and wilts. Maybe one of the flowers in your boquet has wilted today is just like that ugly flower in your life. Please just pull it out of the boquet, then everything will be good again!! And never even think about dying. I wouldn't "cry for Argentian", but I would sure cry if bad happened to you! And I would give you an unforgetable hug if I were in "Wichita", but where is that at, anyway? (hee hee)! Love, Venus.

*BIG HUG* I know, I know. Here's a hankey to blow your nose on. *Hankey*

Do you know what might make you feel better? Knowing that there are other people who feel as bad as you do. I'm so low right now I want to die. If I were anywhere near you, I'd buy the booze, and we could drink ourselves into oblivion.

There's always someone who has it worse than you.

You're the best person that you can be.

You're you. That in itself is a wonderful gift that no one else can have. No one else can be you, but you.

If the world was without you, what would the world be worth having?

If you think you have it bad now, try hell.

Eh, that's all I can think of right now. I doubt any will help, but it would be nice if they do.

I know what ya mean. They say talking about it helps, but I find it difficult to put into words, even when I'm typing them.

Just go out and try and have a good time somewhere. Go to the movies with friends or something. Well, have a hug

*hug*

quote:Originally posted by Sarcophagus:

*tackles you to the ground with a mammoth gut-bursting bear hug*

wassa matter?

Sarc you're so cool

I wish people did that to me when I needed a hug!!

Talking about it does not help. Thinking about who would cry or even know or care if you died does not help.

Thinking when was the last time i had sex definitely does not help. My solution is to fill up my head with work and to be extra nice to everyone so that if i died 5 min later, they might remember my face hehe.

Have a good cry if you must, but then push it away. People who dwell on it wind up on medication.

*gives TIN BIG ASS HUG*

Look, it's Tabiba. And she apparently moved from Malta.

Happiness is a chocolate milkshake.

If it's not too late in the day, go to the bookstore (preferably a big one, I can't imagine a mom-and-pop joint carrying this) and look for "The Little Book of Wrong Shui" by Rohan Candappa. It's one of those little pocket books that they sell near the registers. You'll definitely feel better after reading it.

That goes for all of you.

Wow, ya know I figured that out about me too, almost a year ago. I still have to be proven wrong. My parents dun hate me, they are just neglectful... They have never told me they love me, never even given me a hug, hell, they never tell me good-night or good-morning, not even when I say it to them. So I dun think they would cry if I died. I used to think my old g/f of two years would, actually she prolly still would, but I dun want her too. She had the fucking guts to call me today and tell me that she loved me still, even though she cheated on me with quite a few different guys (which I figured out today). My friends all seem to be jackasses. A few thought it was funny last year when one of them slipped and landed on me, breaking my clavicle (collar bone). Actually at the moment I thought it was funny too, but the next month when I was in pain, it wasn't funny anymore to me. Maybe that is why I go around and hug random people at school, not because it's fun to freak out some freshman I dun know, but because I secretly need a hug.... SOMEBODY HUG ME!

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Life sucks... it really truly does. Realy what everyone needs is to find their significant other.. but that is soo fucking hard...why even try? Of course it's worth it.. but man... what really bugs me now... is that there was this girl I liked.. and everything got fucked up.. and she found this new guy like..right away.. and still led me on for a bit.. so she's really happy.. he's really happy.. and that should have been me. But now life is flaunting that in my face. It should have been me! That lucky fucking bastard.. I hope he dies in a car accident. (Painlessly, I'm not that cruel. *cough*) ...even though I'm glad the girl is happy.

quote:Originally posted by Sarcophagus:

*tackles you to the ground with a mammoth gut-bursting bear hug*

wassa matter?

Every time I picture that in my head, my life get's a little better. Sarcophagus, you rock man. Or girl, as the case may be.. the name isn't very gender specific.

Goddamn.... Thanks guys, you really don't know how much yall made my day, even though we are all practically strangers what you guys have said means alot to me.

Not to have a pity party, I just have to explain that I get really depressed sometimes. I just feel real alone in the world. I need someone to take care of me and vice versa (aka a 'bestest best friend' or a gf) and there are circumstances for which I'll have the decency not to spew out to everyone that hold me back damn near completely. Bah but anyway, I really don't know what to say but thanks .

And Sarc, I'd take you up on that but I'm pretty boring company in real life .

quote:Originally posted by TIN the Kamio:

If you died, would anyone cry for you? No one would cry for me.

Your not alone man. No one would cry for me either.

Dear TIN and Dinomyte, and all you other guys who are depressed. Believe me, MANY would cry if you allowed anything bad to happen to you!! Also, it would change the lives of MANY others as well!! You are more loved, and less uncared about, than you think. My best GF let a disappointment in her life turn into a big, black, soggy cloud of depression. She didn't think anyone would cry or remember her when she ended her life. How wrong she was!! I cry for her often. And I remember her always. Never think of death, or compare it to life. Death is not the answer. The answer is not to let a disappointment turn into depression. The answer also is to be optomistic, cheerful, and happy even when everything is trying to pull you underwater. The answer is to be like the blind girl who has never seen her own room, but loves everything about it. Sorry, I don't mean to be "preachy", but when I sit at my GF's grave, I only wish I had talked to her a lot more about this before it was too late. Then I could be singing and dancing and skating and playing volleyball with her, instead of the way it is now, sitting on a bench looking at the dirt and grass, and wishing she could be up here with me. So please KNOW YOU ARE VERY LOVED, even if it seems invisible and improbable to you----as a big cloud of hopelessness floats over your head from time to time. Love, Venus.

^ You didn't offer to hug me =(. I'm not really depressed, I think that no one loves me, so I dun act like a good little boy, but I'm not depressed. I just try to have fun for me, and not care about other people. I know how you feel. One of my friends killed himself to, a couple years ago, made me cry, also everytime I heard "Adam's Song" for like the next year I would tear up. I also knew this kid who died 2 years ago because his body rejected the heart transplant. It wasn't suicide, but it still made me sad...

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tin their are those that are doomed to have no relationships and their are those doomed to have many relationships. i and many like you are doomed to have few to none. then their are those that are doomed to doing something great and getting nothing agian that is us. but their is always one way to feel better and that is to think about what you well leave on this planet when you die. after all it is better to die and be hated so your name is caried down for many generations then dieing loved and being loved for a few years. so just go with hunter s thompsons words "we must do something monsterous before we die"

Hi, NewRage: Here's my unending hug for you! You're VERY welcome! And to Sco-Lex--I think you're confusing being REMEMBERED with being LOVED!! Hitler got the two confused too, I think!! Your lame philosophy is fine if you want SPIT, NOT TEARS, on your grave. I don't think you could really be serious with what you say! If I thought you were serious, i wouldn't have even replied. Love, Venus.

Hey. I know I'm not a regular yet, but I just had one of the most depressing events that's going to stick with me for a while... till like, a grandparents dies..

I'm 16 (I know, I'm young, but that's ok, because what happened is so stereotypical) and after years of being overweight and unliked I've recently been making headway in the social skills department, and I have a group of friends that are fairly supportive and all that shit. But a month ago, I got my first girlfriend, who I of course was so naively in love with that I said stupid shit and ended up staying with her after she cheated on me... and I gave up my virginity to her.

Now she dumped me. After I stayed with her... after she cheated on me...



I don't know what else to say other than I'm angry and depressed and everything all at once...

^ Join the club man. My last g/f I started going out with when I was 16, broke up 2 weeks ago tonight...I'm 18 now. Trust me, you are better off without her. After about a year and a half my old g/f told me that when she was on vacation some guy ate her out, which she didn't say, but my guess was that he got something in return. But I was in the same boat as you, young (still am) and naive (prolly still am), so I looked the other way. Turns out she cheated on me again... a couple more times and I just found out about it two weeks ago. Well I found out about the once 2 weeks ago, found out about the couple more times a few days ago. Anyways long story short you are better w/o her. She would of just cheated on you again.

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You guys continue to baffle me -- whining as as only guys can do, about "your" GF "cheating" on you -- because 'cheating' is something that doesn't really, actually. truly, even exist!! What do you mean that she "cheated" on you? You don't OWN the girl, do you? Unless you OWN her, how can you rightfully expect to limit the way she wants to live her life? If she "cheated" on you, then you and she obviously didn't agree that you "owned" her, and obviously she wasn't "YOURS" to begin with. If you actually OWN a house, for example, you have the right to lock it up and do anything with it you want. But if you are just renting it, your rights are a whole lot less. If you own a song-bird, you can rightfully lock it up in a cage, or clip its wings so short that it can't go anywhere without you. but you don't have the same rights with a wild song-bird in the tree outside. you can treat it nicely, make sure it has food, water, and a nice yard to sing in, hoping it will find the pleasures you give it enough that it will stay and sing for you always. But you can't claim it or its song exclusively. Your girlfriend is at most a songbird in your tree outside. Don't try to clip her wings, and STOP WHINING if she doesn't find your exclusive company satisfying enough to satisfy all her needs, wishes, hopes and dreams, and flies away to seek other pleasures with some other birds, maybe never to return or sing to you. Love, Venus.

^ When the hell did anyone saying anything about owning her? I could of cared less if she would go with other guys, as long as she told me. Actually I prolly woulda been mad, but I be pissed at her for as long as I will be now. After 2 years I think she at least owed me the respect to tell me that she was having sex with other guys. Let me guess you are one of those chicks that "cheats" on your b/f's? It doesn't matter if your not owned, someone can cheat in a board game. This is the same way, they aren't following the rules of dating. If I did think I owned her and she cheated on me then I would have locked her in the basement or something instead of telling her to get the fuck outta my house.

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