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Bryce
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posted January 30, 2002 03:58 PM           Edit/Delete Message Reply w/Quote
I've been into poetry lately. There's some serious **** out there. I don't mean mainstream published **** but just stuff I find on the net.

I get attached to the stupidest ****. Like I've been wearing this plastic kids bracelet for weeks now. Its more important to me than the watch I won in the CvS2 tourny.

Has anyone else ever been into any OCD(obsessive compulsive disorder) stuff? I've done things throughout my life. One of the first was when I was about 9, I used to rub my chin, well not exactly my chin, that area between my bottom lip and my chin. I did it so much this big gross scab formed there so then of course I just kept ripping the scab off making it worse. I don't know how I stopped that one. I went thru the whole 'don't step on cracks while walking' thing, I still do that sometimes. In my early teens I used to tear the skin off the bottom of my feet. I'd sit there for hours picking at it. I'd always try to tear off the longest piece of flesh without bleeding. Sometimes the skin wouldn't rip right and it'd start to go deep and I'd bleed. I don't remember how long I did this. The one I've done the most is biting the inside of my cheeks/lips. Damn that went on for so many years, like 10. Its pretty simple I'd just bite the insides of my mouth. I didn't care if I bled, I didn't really care how much it hurt either. Its like I'd bite into my cheek, which would tear it, then I'd work my way out from there. I'd wake up in the morning with all these chunks of white dead skin hanging inside my mouth, I'd take my thumbnail and scrape it out then start biting again. I was always trying to make a whole area smooth. I did it all the time and nobody knew about it, cept my x. Gives you real bad breath, there was a few times she'd want to kiss me but I wouldn't cuz my breath smelled like blood. She's a dental hygienist and she'd clean my teeth and I'd open my mouth and she'd see all the scars and torn up areas. Sometimes when I'd be biting the inside of my lips the skin I'd be biting off would rip as far as my outer lips making me look like I had some chapped lips problem. I never ate the flesh I bit out, I always either spit it out or picked it out with my nail. I was always spitting blood and oh eating was awful, spicy food would get into the cuts and gashes and it BURNED! I kind think like this, its like I'm a horrible person and by taking pieces away from myself there's less of me, less of this horrible person and that makes me feel better. I liked the pain sometimes. I'd have I dunno like a hang nail or something and I'd tear it off and I'd do it so slow and it hurt and my instinct tells me to stop but I didn't want to and actually once you get past the fear reaction part of pain it can be quite a pleasant sensation, your thoughts race, it takes your breath away, your body goes into a mini state of shock. It made me feel and I haven't done a lot of that in my life. I stopped biting the inside of my mouth in the first week of November 2001. I always told myself I could stop immediately if I wanted to and I did. I believe in the mind of matter idea.

I kind of want to write song lyrics. I could only do lyrics though, not the music.

Don't ever argue addiction, if someone says you are just agree cuz it's a lose/lose situation anyway. If you say 'no I'm not addicted to _____' they'll say 'you're in denial'. If you say 'oh I can quit _____' they'll say 'that's what all addicts say'. Idiots. JUST because you do something excessively does NOT mean you are addicted. I think addicted people are weak minded. I think its only an addiction if it regularly interferes with your job/family/life. If you're drinking one night and have to call in the next morning and take the day off cuz you have a hangover does NOT mean you're an alcoholic. If you do that so much you get fired then you might have a problem. **** everyone.

I'm gonna make a ftp server for stuff I wanna share. I'll do that tonight. I'll put up like some videos of game combos, some mp3's, whatever I think is interesting. Just copy/paste this into your IE address bar:
ftp://gmhits:kibagami@12.245.212.160
Those of you who are advanced ftp'rs can dissect that. I'll have it set up tonight by 5 m. My comp is on 24/7, I had a good streak going, last week I checked and my comp had been running for 31 days without being rebooted.

The store looks 10x better than any of Mitch's setups.

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Bryce
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posted January 31, 2002 08:46 AM           Edit/Delete Message Reply w/Quote
Here's what I remember from my dream. I was in an old apartment that I haven't lived in for 8 years. I was in my old bedroom and this place was like a divided house, there was a stairwell leading to the basement and at that top of the stairwell there was a small room with 2 doors. 1 door led to my apt and the other led to the other apt. I always kept my door locked and the people up front always kept theirs locked as well. Here's the dream. I'm in the bedroom of my old apartment and I notice both doors to mine and my neighbors are open. I was upset. I do not know who the neighbors are, from what I can tell its someone that's just moving in but they aren't there. They do have a dog/cat there. Well when I first saw the animal it was a dog, then I saw it later and it was a cat. When I peeked in the neighbors apt the animal(dog at the time) saw me and ran at me and got all excited and wanted me to pet it. Then it ran through the 2 doors and was running through my apt. I had to grab it by its collar and put it back in the other apt. Then I was in my bedroom and this cat comes flying(not literally, just running fast) in past me and scared me cuz I wasn't expecting it. When the cat stopped moving I looked at it and it had these little mouse ears on its head. They were like those Disney mouse ears, but small enough for a cat to wear. I put my hand out and started scratching the cats head and it started to purr. Somehow I knew this cat was the dog. I put it back in the other apt and shut both doors. As I'm walking away I'm thinking about the cat and I'm imagining a cat purring and as it purrs it gets bigger and bigger until it explodes and fur goes flying all over. I walk outside and I'm on a street that's nowhere near that old apt. It's dark out and I'm in the middle lane of a 5 lane street with a pogo stick and there is a kid about 8yo walking in the street next to the curb. I'm afraid he's going to be hit by a car and I'm convinced that if I can ride this pogo stick down the middle lane he'll follow me there where its more safe. After several tries the kid comes to the middle lane and is walking behind me. I look into one of the lanes and there's this old motorcycle guy with gray hair and he says to me "That's a good thing you dun" in this weird slingblade soundin voice. I walk a little while with the kid behind me and then I... this is hard to explain, it happens quite a bit in my dreams. I'm in a world that's a mix between reality and being online. Text hovers in front of me in the "real" world and when I speak I'm typing and sometimes rather than see what people look like I see their net nickname. Well I was walking down the street and I announce that I'm going to school and a bunch of guys all want me to give them a ride. Suddenly I'm in my car driving down the street and I see those guys and I just drive past. I drive to a minimart and park my car and there's some strange man with me. I'm looking for my bike and its raining, the guy says "here it is" and shows me a tricycle and I say that's not it. I don't remember this part or there was no inbetween but I'm riding down the street on this bike, I get to the school and there are 2 buildings to the school connected by a tunnel. I climb up and ride my bike through the tunnel. As I was riding through the tunnel it started to become detached from the wall I was riding towards. I make it through and the tunnel is just about to fall off. I'm inside the building looking for the principle. I get in an elevator, there are 2 friends riding with me and another woman comes in and I think she's extremely attractive. All of us get out and I ask her if she's got a sister cuz she looks just like someone I know. She's very friendly and starts laughing and says in a thick southern twang yes Bobby Rae is her sister. She smiles and walks away. My friends are gone also. I'm looking for the principle, I've got to let her know about the tunnel. I see a crowd of people and there's 2 guys fighting. One guy I recognize, he's someone I've seen but never talked to. He is standing there letting this guy hit him full force in the face and he's acting like it doesn't hurt. Someone else comes up and hits him so hard it knocks his head way back and he grabs his nose. This was so real and violent I saw the fist being pulled back, the snap of the arm and the impact on his guys face. Eventually there were 4 guys there just pounding the crap out of eachother. All these guys were in their 20's and all the kids in school were like 12/13. I was with the principle. I hear someone running and look the other way and its Dr. Dre(yes the rapper) and he puts a key in a switch in the wall and turns it. The principle say "that's a lockdown". All the doors started locking and gates in the hallway sprang up. I see riot team guards running down the hallway. The principle grabs me and drags me into this room and says its a safehouse. My dream ends. There are actually quite a few details I've left out of the dream cuz I don't think they matter, mainly thoughts of my own. This dream took place this morning between 6:45 am and 7:20 am. My dreams are always extremely detailed. Just recently I've been able to recognize while dreaming that it IS a dream and make something else happen.

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citan
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Bryce is Emo.

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