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so that's how that got started....
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Tada! The faggotry in all its glory. Commentary provided by a friend in italics.
"I have been guided from the beginning. By rights I should have died or at the least, suffered some form of brain damage. I should have felt lucky. I always felt like an outsider. I remember on my 6th birthday. I told mum I just wanted to be normal. I never felt normal. I have died twice that I know of. I was born dead. I died when I was around 4 or 5. Breathing issues both times. I should probably quit smoking. I feel no great impetus to do so, though. I don't believe I'm going to live long enough for it to matter, in truth. I don't think I will die in the next ten years or so, but I feel that my stay will be a short one this time around. I haven't been told as such in any form, its just something I feel. I've always seen things a little differently. I can't really explain that. Just.. differently. Not everything. Some things. Some things that should be obvious make no sense to me at all at first. I can be taken as being stupid for that reason. My father would think so. He did at first. Couldn't believe that I have an IQ of around 130 [HA! HAHA! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OMFG HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Does his fucking ego know no bounds? So now he's some gifted twice dead spiritualist and certified genius.]. He knows I'm not stupid. Just different. It scares him. He'll never understand me. One day he will accept me, though. I know he will. I don't feel burdened by his intolerance of me anymore. I talk to myself a lot. Internally as well. A lot. All the time. I wasn't sure why for a while. For a while I had a feeling I wasn't just talking to myself. I used to go to a rock up the back of my parents property talk to myself. Through myself, I suppose would be more accurate. I would get answers in some way, most of the time. I would ask a question and have it answered. Whether a thought would just suddenly pop into my head, or I would immediately see something that would lend itself to an answer or a sensation or start or cease throughout my body, I would get an answer. There is far too much about this that can be captured by mere words. Trying to describe yellow to a blind man might be easier. So. After having visited a few spiritual people, acupuncturists, spiritual healers, etc, I find that I believe in the concept of reincarnation and spirit guides. A few of the spiritual healers have told me that I was guided right from the start, especially at my birth. Most of my life I suppose I didn't want to or wasn't ready to understand. Skepticism of my father reborn in myself. No longer [I've read lesbian fanfiction better written than this.]. A few years back, I had a friend. We knew each other in high school but never really had anything to do with each other. Not until after school. I can't really remember how it happened, honestly, I feel that I've forgotten so much.. but we became best friends. Brutally honest with each other, understanding each other perfectly and barely having to say anything to communicate volumes. One night we found the connection went a little deeper than that. We could feel each other. We could feel what the other was experiencing. Feelings, emotions, physical sensations. Everything. It was.. amazing [Any insight you want to throw in here would be helpful if you have any idea what this shit is supposed to mean, but i'm guessing you're probably even more bewildered than I am. Honestly, this is the point where I have to wonder if he is quite literally suffering from some mental derangement because this just goes above and beyond the rest of his narcissistic garbage]. We bonded so closely, I could just about tell you where she was at any given moment. Took but a second to tell what her emotional state was like. So incredible. A little odd when she was having sex, I'll admit.. yep, felt that too.. but it was amazing. For no real discernible reason (I'm sure there were plenty, I just can't recall) we had a major falling out [ Read; 'I turned into a desperate fuckwit obsessed with her']. She started stupid petty arguments ['It's all her fault.'] and eventually ended up severing all contact. I felt broken. Incomplete. For the previous period it was as though we were one person. Despite the fact that we lived about 300km away from each other. Distance didn't matter. We made up each other. I can't even begin to describe what that feels like, not really. That level of completeness is.. unreal. After that severing, I began to question everything. All of what I felt.. was it just coming from her? The feeling that I was destined for something, was that really her feeling? In the end I began questioning the connection at all. I mean.. surely.. logically.. that couldn't happen, could it? How could two people share physical feelings? Its not like we have the same nerve endings or anything, is it? After that, I guess because of depression due to what I'd lost and being surrounded by negativity and having it feed my own negativity, I unconsciously managed to suppress any and all feelings that I was anything out of the ordinary. I wasn't special, wasn't meant for anything. Just an average kid with no direction and fairly stupid on occasion. [I don't even know what to say here...what the fuck did that even mean? It's like some kind of emo new age philosophy faggotry filtered through the mind of a man-child who never mentally progressed past high school.] Forward years later. Hi. This is now. Over the last year or two, I've been awakened again. Slowly, ever so slowly. But it is coming back. Stronger. Now I can see auras. I can feel emotions and sensations from other people once again. Not just with one person, either. I can feel the buzzing of power in my hands [actually just the feeling of fapping it to his deranged, 14 year old powertripping egotistical fuckwit fantasy]. I am meant for things [Stacking bread in a bakery, cheating on his girlfriends, dying of lung cancer.]. I am meant to heal [And yet we are sickened.]. Everything I once believed is so very real [No, this is about as far away from reality as you can get without thinking you're the reincarnated spirit of a dragon warrior knight wizard god thing. Actually, I think I would have preferred that, it may have made an interesting read]. I can't lose this again [CRAWLING IN MY SKIN THESE WOUNDS THEY WILL NOT HEAL!!!]"
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Yes you can son!
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Can I just add, for all those tl;dr people out there.
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I should get someone to steal his ipod! YES!
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Too busy being delicious
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What faggotry> Wha? I skimmed this thread and I think I might have missed something
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Too busy being delicious
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Cheer (big ears - ten character limit)
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#569 |
Bored now... leaving.
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you forgot the s in cheers.
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.. crikey, sounds like a guy I used to know. If he's anything like that guy, I worry for you, Nats.
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