hey, what up?

iloveafi · 06-14-2006, 08:15 PM

hi! i'm new, so, somebody talk 2 me, i need a friend while i'm not engulfed by darkness, self pity, and suicide thoughts!

Magpie_Tendencies · 06-14-2006, 08:21 PM

Try answering the set questions so we can learn a little bit about you. And no net-speak please, we don't like that here. We DO like capital letters though.

Here's the link to the questions

Godslayer Jillian · 06-14-2006, 08:23 PM

I don't really care about you. You don't know how to read; you don't know how to write proper grammar; your intro is pitiful, and I laugh at pitiful.
You are not engulfed in darkness; you are just another fucking universe masochist as any other teenager too weak to grow up.

Monsosin · 06-14-2006, 10:06 PM

10 points to you Godslayer, that was good.

Legacy of Wulf · 06-14-2006, 10:33 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by iloveafi

hi! i'm new, so, somebody talk 2 me, i need a friend while i'm not engulfed by darkness, self pity, and suicide thoughts!

Nothing would delight me more than to talk to you. You seem like a real firecracker, and someone who has a whole lot of interesting and fun things to say and converse about.

Note: This post has been brought to you today by scathing sarcasm.

happy_dude · 06-15-2006, 01:13 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Alex

Wow, you are a miserable human being. Pretending to have suicidal thoughts for attention. If you were really on the verge of suicide, you would not be whining about it online.

Read each word carefully, he/she/it said that they aren't currently surrounded by such things, he/she managed to fight them off with a stick to write the post.

happy_dude · 06-15-2006, 02:02 AM

That was THEN, she (as I discovered in another thread) currently doesn't have suicidal thoughts, it appears they come and go.

horrorgirl · 06-15-2006, 09:00 AM

Water was running; children were running
You were running out of time
Under the mountain, a golden fountain
Were you praying at the Lares shrine?
But oh your city lies in dust, my friend

We found you hiding we found you lying
Choking on the dirt and sand
Your former glories and all the stories
Dragged and washed with eager hands

But oh your city lies in dust, my friend

Hot and burning in your nostrils
Pouring down your gaping mouth
Your molten bodies blanket of cinders
Caught in the throes .......

And your city lies in dust

nocturnal assasin · 06-15-2006, 09:24 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Godslayer Jillian

I don't really care about you. You don't know how to read; you don't know how to write proper grammar; your intro is pitiful, and I laugh at pitiful.
You are not engulfed in darkness; you are just another fucking universe masochist as any other teenager too weak to grow up.

Jillian is so right. From what I've read about you, you're a whiny twit who flames at every little comment. Grow up or go away!
I think you're a pathetic nobody trying to become goth beacuse you're not accepted anywhere else. Get a life!

nocturnal assasin · 06-15-2006, 09:36 AM

If you ask me, you're a miserable wannabe trying desperately to be cool and fit in. I may be new, but I can tell this isn't your site. Whining about suicide just to get attention is so immature and babyish. Quit being a troll and get out of here!

horrorgirl · 06-15-2006, 10:00 AM

1989 the number another summer (get down)
Sound of the funky drummer
Music hittin' your heart cause I know you got soul
(Brothers and sisters, hey)
Listen if you're missin' y'all
Swingin' while I'm singin'
Givin' whatcha gettin'
Knowin' what I knowin'
While the Black bands sweatin'
And the rhythm rhymes rollin'
Got to give us what we want
Gotta give us what we need
Our freedom of speech is freedom or death
We got to fight the powers that be
(faint voice in the background)Let me hear you say

Chorus
Fight the power
Fight the power
Fight the power
Fight the power
Fight the power
Fight the power
Fight the power
Wheve got to Fight the powers that be.

As the rhythm designed to bounce
What counts is that the rhymes
Designed to fill your mind
Now that you've realized the prides arrived
We got to pump the stuff to make us tough
from the heart
It's a start, a work of art
To revolutionize make a change nothin's strange
People, people we are the same
No we're not the same
Cause we don't know the game
What we need is awareness, we can't get careless
You say what is this?
My beloved, lets get down to business
Mental self defensive fitness
(Yo) bum rush the show
You gotta go for what you know
Make everybody see, in order to fight the powers that be
(faint voice in background) Lemme hear you say...
Fight the Power

Chorus

Chorus

Elvis was a hero to most(3x)
But he never meant, shit to me you see
Straight up racist that sucker was
Simple and plain
Mother fuck him and John Wayne
Cause I'm Black and I'm proud
I'm ready and hyped plus I'm amped
Most of my heroes don't appear on no stamps
Sample a look back you look and find
Nothing but rednecks for 400 years if you check
Don't worry be happy
Was a number one jam
Damn if I say it you can slap me right here
(Get it) lets get this party started right
Right on, c'mon
What we got to say
Power to the people no delay
Make everybody see
In order to fight the powers that be

Chorus

What we got to say
fight the power,cmon(x3)

horrorgirl · 06-15-2006, 10:11 AM

Punk's not dead
It just deserves to die
When it becomes another stale cartoon
A close-minded, self-centered social club
Ideas don't matter, it's who you know
If the music's gotten boring
It's because of the people
Who want everyone to sound the same
Who drive bright people out
Of our so-called scene
'Til all that's left Is just a meaningless fad
Hardcore formulas are dogshit
Change and caring are what's real
Is this a state of mind
Or just another label
The joy and hope of an alternative
Have become its own cliche
A hairstyle's not a lifestyle
Imagine Sid Vicious at 35
Who needs a scene
Scared to love and to feel
Judging everythng
By loud fast rules appeal
Who played last night?
"I don't know, I forgot.
But diving off the stage Was a lot of fun."
[Chorus:]
So eager to please
Peer pressure decrees
So eager to please
Peer pressure decrees

Make the same old mistakes
Again and again,
Chickenshit conformist
Like your parents
What's ripped us apart even more than drugs
Are the thieves and the goddamn liars
Flipping people off when they share their stuff
When someone falls are there any friends?
Harder core than thou for a year or two
Then it's time to get a real job
Others stay home, it's no fun to go out
When the gigs are wrecked by gangs and thugs
When the thugs form bands, look who gets record deals
From New York metal labels looking to scam
Who sign the most racist queerbashing bands they can find
To make a buck revving kids up for war
Walk tall, act small
Only as tough as gang approval
Unity is bullshit
When it's under someone's fat boot
Where's the common cause
Too many factions
Safely sulk in their shells
Agree with us on everything
Or we won't help with anythng
That kind of attitude
Just makes a split grow wider
Guess who's laughing while the world explodes
When we're all crybabies
Who fight best among ouselves

[Chorus]

That farty old rock and roll attitude's back
"It's competition, man, we wanna break big."
Who needs friends when the money's good
That's right, the '70s are back.
Cock-rock metal's like a bad laxative
It just don't move me, ya know?
The music's OK when there's more ideas than solos
Do we rally need the attitude too?
Shedding thin skin too quickly
As a fan it disappoints me
Same old stupid sexist lyrics
Or is Satan all you can think of?
Crossover is just another word
For lack of ideas
Maybe what we need
Are more trolls under the bridge
Will the metalheads finally learn something-
Or will the punks throw away their education?
No one's ever the best
Once they believe their own press
"Maturing" don't mean rehashing
Mistakes of the past

[Chorus]

The more things change
The more they stay the same
We can't grow
When we won't criticize ourselves
The '60s weren't all failure
It's the '70s that stunk
As the clock ticks we dig the same hole
Music scenes ain't real life
They won't get rid of the bomb
Won't eliminate ****
Or bring down the banks
Any kind of real change
Takes more time and work
Than changing channels on a TV set

[Chorus]

nocturnal assasin · 06-15-2006, 11:49 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Legacy of Wulf

Nothing would delight me more than to talk to you. You seem like a real firecracker, and someone who has a whole lot of interesting and fun things to say and converse about.

Note: This post has been brought to you today by scathing sarcasm.

Funny! I actually believed you for a second! You made me laugh with the scathing sarcasm remark!

nocturnal assasin · 06-15-2006, 11:51 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Alex

Wow, you are a miserable human being. Pretending to have suicidal thoughts for attention. If you were really on the verge of suicide, you would not be whining about it online. Life sucks then you die. Some of us sooner than others.

Yeah. My brother died of suicide, and he didn't whine about it online!