2019-11-16 at 11:15 AM UTC
Originally posted by Sudo
did your wife really die? I remember you posted pictures together and looked like a good couple. She was busty with black hair and glasses and was beside you in a matching Halloween costume. If she's dead I'm sorry for your loss and hope you've found some solace
I appreciate it, bro. Without getting into too many details, because I'll just end up sounding like an angry and edgy fucking prick, she did legitimately die. I don't even know how she died. But I know how much her brain weighs and how her spleen reacts to being cut in half. Where's the fucking justice in that?
Originally posted by OMGPLZUNBAN
I was a drunken dousche constantly hassling her for some months.
Hassling doesn't even begin to describe it, and it went on for over a year before you ran away to live with your parents in another state.
You should *really* just not talk about her ever again, bro. I'm doing my god damndest to not drive to Montanna and beat the ever living shit out of you right now.
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2019-11-16 at 6:06 PM UTC
Originally posted by My Wife Is Dead
the x-files OST just fired in the back of my head after reading this.
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Originally posted by OMGPLZUNBAN
Yeah. I was drinking a lot back when I was living with her. WifeDead reminded me how big of a piece of shit I was when I didn't get my $300 deposit back when we moved out. I was a drunken dousche constantly hassling her for some months.
It wasn't until years later I realized it was Poasts gay faggot girl friend trying to influence her. I think. I was living on a matress in the living room and paying the same rent as people who had private rooms. One time Poast and his girl friend came home after a party while I was reading Calvin and Hobbes. She berated and belittled me until I just went for a jog. She was pissing me off so bad even Poast was trying to tell her to leave me alone and that she was being irrational. Poast was such a pussy whipped bitch he didn't defend me too hard.
Good times.
Sounds like she did the right thing you man child. I hope she emasculated you in front of company whenever there was an opportunity.
Originally posted by My Wife Is Dead
I appreciate it, bro. Without getting into too many details, because I'll just end up sounding like an angry and edgy fucking prick, she did legitimately die. I don't even know how she died. But I know how much her brain weighs and how her spleen reacts to being cut in half. Where's the fucking justice in that?
wow man, I'm really sorry to hear that. I can't pretend to have any idea what that might have been like for you. I've dealt with death quite a bit but that's a scenario no one should have to go through. Do you have any indicators or any sense of closure after all that? If you ever feel like bouncing anything tragic off me feel free man. I'm very sorry for that man, that's insane and I hope you've found ways of dealing with it that weren't too destructive. I know that's the route I'd be going man.
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2019-11-17 at 7:33 AM UTC
Originally posted by vindicktive vinny
the x-files OST just fired in the back of my head after reading this.
There's probably a degree of conspiracy involved. Less "aliens dunnit!" and more "government incompetence covering up for more government incompetence."
Originally posted by Sudo
wow man, I'm really sorry to hear that…Do you have any indicators or any sense of closure after all that?
No real closure. The people her death effected are still working on figuring out what to make of it all. Again, I appreciate you being considerate. Thanks, dude. Shit'll work itself out or it won't. I suck at getting over stuff, but as long as I'm still alive, every day's another opportunity to move on and better support the people she cared about.
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2019-11-17 at 2:44 PM UTC
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Originally posted by My Wife Is Dead
There's probably a degree of conspiracy involved. Less "aliens dunnit!" and more "government incompetence covering up for more government incompetence."
No real closure. The people her death effected are still working on figuring out what to make of it all. Again, I appreciate you being considerate. Thanks, dude. Shit'll work itself out or it won't. I suck at getting over stuff, but as long as I'm still alive, every day's another opportunity to move on and better support the people she cared about.
yeah stay strong brother. Sometimes the passage of time is the only solace you can get from some things.
I'm sorry I said man so many times in my previous post
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2019-11-19 at 2:55 AM UTC
This thread has taken a dark turn.
I don't like it. I feel a pit in my stomach. A pit I don't think is deserved. I'm sorry for everything. This was supposed to be a safe space. I ruined everything like the loser I am. I accept my faults. I can look at my actions and admit they were retarded. I haven't made those same mistakes in years and grew as a person. I think.
It seems like every three years I look back and acknowledge that I was stupid. It doesn't seem to stop. But there's always tomorrow. I'll try to keep those in my life happy. I'm not happy so I try to make the people I love happy. It makes me happy but I end up going to bed with a sigh. Thinking about doing it all over again tomorrow. Every day.
I hate my life and it's implied I pushed away one of my best friends. I type this drinking and just not feeling good over the whole situation.
This thread is getting pretty long though.
2019-11-19 at 4:49 AM UTC
It's funny how a man reacts when his heart gets broken. Some break down and cry like a baby. Others take out a newsie and climb a clock tower. But OMGPLZUNBAN didn't seem to react at all. He just just swallowed hard. Felt that slab of heart ache slide over the lump in his throat. And he locked it all away.
2019-11-19 at 4:50 AM UTC
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that honestly looks like the laziest autopsy ever, if one was even conducted
2019-11-19 at 11:41 PM UTC
This thread has changed friendships somehow.
2019-11-20 at 1:17 AM UTC
I'll tell you guys a story.
A long time ago. Must've been when we were all in high school. Poast, WifeIsDead and I were hanging out at the devils playground with dirty Phil. Devils playground was a place bums set up camp so it was perfect for some angst teenagers to goof off.
The structures were from long ago when railroads were working. The story I heard was they wanted to buy the land to put the highway around the town. But the person who owned the land kept sitting on it asking for more money. The developers eventually told him to go fuck himself and built the highway through town. That's all hearsay and I don't really know. I do know that's probably why there's so many bums there.
So there's some old cement structures out there behind a dying mall. We start messing with a cement wall and it moves. We had nothing to do all day so it became our mission to take down that chunk of wall. It would bounce back and forth but the rebar was really holding it on. MyWifeIsDead is the person, I think, that said if we get a rope, we could get it around the corner top and start yanking it. So we started walking to the hardware store leaving Poast and Dirty Phil to guard our wall.
We got the rope and walking back we pass a McDonalds. We grab some drinks for us, Poast and Dirty Phil. On the walk back, with the drinks, WifeIsDead decided to pick out a booger and put it on the bottom of Poasts drink. I said nothing. This would later turn out to be my downfall. 15 years later and I'm still living the repercussions.
We majestically, eventually got that wall down. We were accomplished teenagers. We did something.
My memory gets hazy but I think Poast and I were walking home on the highway. WifeIsDead lived behind a Chinese restaurant in some ghetto apartments so I think we were walking home and he was going to bust off to his house while we would keep walking.
WifeIsDead told Poast about his booger drink and he was pissed. I forget what happened around this point. Did I just walk home with a pissed off Poast? Did I call my mom for a ride? I don't know.
So soonly later, WifeIsDead and I are walking to Poasts house. Poasts cousin sees us and says as much. So Poast knows we're coming over. He takes a Sobe bottle and rubs his nuts all over it. We show up. Playing video games or some dumb crap and Poast mentions there's drinks in the fridge. WifeIsDead comments, "Why is it already opened?" Poast casually responds, "I don't know. Maybe my dad opened it and put it back."
WifeIsDead drinks it. I get thirsty and I drink some too. A couple days later I'm eating school pizza and Poast, being the piece of shit he is, valiantly tells me about his devious plot and what he had done. I ran to the bathroom and puked.
This started a prank war that is still not done.
