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( ﾟ -ﾟ) Having a mild distaste for mankind and all things related.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Really awful and heavily layered cologne
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Getting stressed out in the first week back at university
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Being homesick for the first time ever
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Missing your granny
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Worrying about a police charge
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Being the closest ever to suicide but talking yourself out of it because you know how devastated your dad would be, the only hero in your life, even though on the other hand you'd be too dead to care, the thought of your dad reading your heartfelt suicide note makes you cry even harder
( ﾟ -ﾟ) The feeling you can no longer hack it in life
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Suicidal thoughts dark and disturbing enough to warrant self-censorship.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Being too tired to sleep
( ﾟ -ﾟ) my cellphone woke me up and it was that damn credit card autodialling scam again.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) I got a bawwssist verification code. Like a bassist that bawws.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) The album "xx" by the xx.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) I put the screw in the tuna...
( ﾟ -ﾟ) because of some fucking necromancer, half-dead threads rise from their grave to kill DQN
( ´ﾟωﾟ`) durrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
( ﾟ -ﾟ) That guy I just kicked in the shins seems pretty unhappy...
( ﾟ -ﾟ) What the fuck did I do to deserve being kicked in the shins by some otaku?
captcha: suck
Huh...
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Being useless in general.
Being you.
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( ﾟ -ﾟ) (・-・ ) I hate you too.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Spending the day worried sick because a friend you only know on the internet joked (hopefully) about killing themselves.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) At some point we have to realize it can't go back. I wish I could hate you, because I care about you and you make me feel like shit in return. But I miss you already.
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_/::o・ｧ ＜ You can't tell by my body language, but I am unhappy right now.
∈ミ;;;ﾉ,ﾉ
( ﾟ -ﾟ) having a huge pus-filled sore on my back.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Knowing that >>370's ailment is an established fetish.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) David Bowie will die some day.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Sitting at home doing an essay when I could be having CUDDLES
( ﾟ -ﾟ) wanting to watch 2012 with girlfriend but ended up quarreling and her drinking with her friends
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Vending machines that charge more than a dollar but won't take a five.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Vending machines that only take a two dollar.
( ﾟ ヮﾟ) Actually, screw that, that would be pretty cool!
( ﾟ -ﾟ) The fact that two-dollar bills aren't popular. THEY FILL A MUCH-NEEDED GAP BETWEEN ONES AND FIVES, KTHX.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Life.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) That we can't have nice things.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) There are still 616 posts to go ...
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Larry Sabato continues to subvert the plans of the Elitist Superstructure. He must be stopped!
Funny thing is, you can still get two-dollar bills from banks.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Getting stuck in an elevator filled with other people and having to fart really bad.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) www.4chan.org
( ﾟ -ﾟ) you realise that you actually don't have any friends and you were imagining the whole thing all along and
( ﾟ -ﾟ) I just noticed YET AGAIN how much i miss my ex girlfriend who still loves me. It's worse than losing the game.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) The thread about girls in the elitist superstructure.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Girls in the elitist superstructure.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Missing the bus to school three Fridays in a row.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Working at Mcdonald's
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Not owning a belt-sander to use for sanding the skin off my arm so I can phone in sick tomorrow.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Being engaged to a beautiful girl but still having conversations about suicide together.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) People not understanding that there is a big irony in telling me to think for myself with the implication that I should think their way instead of thinking what I already think.
( ˃ Д˂) YOU THINK FOR *YOUR*SELF, DAMMIT!
( ﾟ -ﾟ) My roommate took my umbrella and it's raining really hard outside and I want to go get a meatball sub but I can't because my roommate took my umbrella and its raining really hard outside and I want to go get a meatball sub but I can't because my roommate took my umbrella and its raining really hard outside and I want to go get a meatball sub but I can't because my roommate took my umbrella and its raining really hard outside and I want to go get a meatball sub but I can't because my roommate took my umbrella and its raining really hard outside and I want to go get a meatball sub but I can't because my roommate took my umbrella and its raining really hard outside and I want to go get a meatball sub but I can't because my roommate took my umbrella and its raining really hard outside and I want to go get a meatball sub but I can't because my roommate
( ﾟ -ﾟ) My father's ex-girlfriend just unfriended him on Facebook, and so now I need to feign sympathy to his first exposure to internet drama.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Getting on the bus to Edinburgh but ending up in Glasgow
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Ma name's Duncan Campbell fae the shire o Argyll
A've traivellt this country for mony's the mile
A've traivellt thro Irelan, Scotlan an aa
An the name A go under's bauld Erin-go-Bragh
Ae nicht in Auld Reekie A walked doun the street
Whan a saucy big polis A chanced for tae meet
He glowert in ma face an he gied me some jaw
Sayin whan cam ye owre, bauld Erin-go-Bragh?
Well, A am not a Pat tho in Irelan A've been
Nor am A a Paddy tho Irelan A've seen
But were A a Paddy, that's nothin at aa
For thair's mony's a bauld hero in Erin-go-Bragh
Well A know ye're a Pat by the cut o yer hair
Bit ye aa turn tae Scotsmen as sune as ye're here
Ye left yer ain countrie for brakin the law
An we're seizin aa stragglers fae Erin-go-Bragh
An were A a Pat an ye knew it wis true
Or wis A the devil, then whit's that tae you?
Were it no for the stick that ye haud in yer paw
A'd show ye a game played in Erin-go-Bragh
An a lump o blackthorn that A held in ma fist
Aroun his big bodie A made it tae twist
An the blude fae his napper A quickly did draw
An paid him stock-an-interest for Erin-go-Bragh
Bit the people cam roun like a flock o wild geese
Sayin catch that daft rascal he's killt the police
An for every freen A had A'm shair he had twa
It wis terrible hard times for Erin-go-Bragh
Bit A cam tae a wee boat that sails in the Forth
An A packed up ma gear an A steered for the North
Fareweill tae Auld Reekie, yer polis an aa
An the devil gang wi ye says Erin-go-Bragh
Sae come aa ye young people, whairever ye're from
A don't give a damn tae whit place ye belang
A come fae Argyll in the Heilans sae braw
Bit A ne'er took it ill bein caad Erin-go-Bragh.
Being sick for the third damn time this season.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) People seem to have missed the entire point of MLIA.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Having two assholes.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Bad jokes.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) comedowns.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Losing a hard-drive.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Realizing that your hard-drive only contains porn.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Realizing my hard drive also contains frivolous non-pornographic materials.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Having a hernia for over a year, and doing nothing about it.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) The thread directly below this one.
My mouse is broken and I am having to use mouse keys
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Fuck you, Death Clock. Forty years is too long a wait.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) The thread directly below the thread below this one.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) Using the euphenism "posts" to refer to collections of text on an internet bulletin board.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) This entire board.