once i gazed into my gold plated spectacular hand mirror and saw the entire long bulging drawn out history of inca, aztec and red indian primitive society and they were scowling, scowling at my prying beetle like eyes.
i wish i could go back to being satisfied by smaller [things,] it was so much easier and i'm tired of dabbling in these idiosyncratic personalised time/space endeavERGHs.

I Have Pee On My Pants.

i have tried to kill myself multiple times

Nice stuff guys.I suggest you go and see a counsellor or you might as well accomplish the mission.

I should like to say that there is nothing I would like to confess publically that I would not say in person to anyone, if they asked. There are many things that I won't tell anyone.

Porky is right - although I suppose the Catholic confessional is in some way synonymous with this thread - don't rely on the internet for your problems. If I could dare to be genuine for a moment, please see a professional rather than confessing here.

Or kill yourselves.

In fact, do that, you un-entertaining fuckwits.

Stop it, Glice... who knows what juicy revelations this eventually may lead to.

You're killing this thread and that could potentially be worse than board members killing themselves.

Ha. Good. You're a good poster, Mr Herrie, but you're wrong. This is an ugly and vulgar thread, and believe it or not, I actually think more of this board. For my sins...

I thank the lord that a few of the close ones who mildly like Sonic Youth would never post on here in whichever the circumstance.I find this to be a a bad thread (no offence Inhuman,you seem a nice chap and all that) because it's one step too far and problems of the sort that have been posted should be dealt with in life rather than in front of a screen in order to reach the deisired outcome.


Mum

ok... thanks mum, dad.
i'll go to bed now.

Glice and Porkmarras are clearly cunts.

Don't be a stroppy kid now!I'll read you bedtime stories.

So says Wikicunt.

that's not a secret now, is it?



thanks mum, but i'm really tired.

Well,fuck off to bed man.

zzZZZzzz

I'm not sure what solace this provides, but perhaps said confessors feel better simply with the act of confessing. Perhaps they're not looking for input or solutions.

Most of your problems bore me, but if you feel the need to illuminate them, by all means, feel free.