And we have multiple personalities.)Thread of Dark Secrets
[QUOTE=Demortis] is it a bad thing when one meditates to think about mass murder? if so theres my second dark secret[/QUOTE]
Depends on who your thinking of really, and why. I do so from time to time myself.
Depends on who your thinking of really, and why. I do so from time to time myself.
"You can do whatever you want to me."
"Oh, so I can crate you and hide you in the warehouse at the end of Raiders?"
"So funny, kiss me funny boy!" / *Sprays mace* " I know, I know, bad for the ozone"
"Oh, so I can crate you and hide you in the warehouse at the end of Raiders?"
"So funny, kiss me funny boy!" / *Sprays mace* " I know, I know, bad for the ozone"
[QUOTE=Demortis]is it a bad thing when one meditates to think about mass murder? if so theres my second dark secret[/QUOTE]
No, it's a bad thing to act on meditations of mass murder. Merely contemplating it is only human.
No, it's a bad thing to act on meditations of mass murder. Merely contemplating it is only human.
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[QUOTE=Demortis]is it a bad thing when one meditates to think about mass murder? if so theres my second dark secret[/QUOTE]
Have you ever read Fyodor Dostoevsky's Crime and Punishment ?
He gives interesting treatment to that question, well not mass murder, but murder anyway..
Very off topic I know, but it caught my attention.
And as far as secrets go, sorry, but secrets are no longer secrets when they are shared, and I plan to keep mine intact
Have you ever read Fyodor Dostoevsky's Crime and Punishment ?
He gives interesting treatment to that question, well not mass murder, but murder anyway..
Very off topic I know, but it caught my attention.
And as far as secrets go, sorry, but secrets are no longer secrets when they are shared, and I plan to keep mine intact
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why not share a secret or two? it helps "healing" or some mumbo jumbo like that. besides im here pouring my soul (what ever is left) in to this and all i get is some book referance. i see how some people are. oh well back to meditating and listening to the words of Mr. Bear.
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Have you ever wondered why, in a dream you can touch a falling sky? Or fly to the heavens that watch over you. - Godsmack
Have you ever wondered why, in a dream you can touch a falling sky? Or fly to the heavens that watch over you. - Godsmack
Well I have one, when I was six years old I used a scissor to clip the nose of a classmate. It was only a bit and he was a bastard and I would probably have done the same today if i would have got another chance.
Actually, I don't think it is a secret, 'cause many people knows about it, and I'm not really ashamed either, I am quite proud of it actually...
Crazy stuff...
Actually, I don't think it is a secret, 'cause many people knows about it, and I'm not really ashamed either, I am quite proud of it actually...
Crazy stuff...
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Another secret of mine.
When I was in 3rd grade in school, so 8 years old, I bought one of those tiny pocket staplers you can get for about a dollar and this one girl was horribly stuck up, so I decided to use it to fire staples at her. This particular one was incredible, it had a distance of close to 15 feet! It would fly across the room and stick into her sweater.
I have yet to be able to find a replacement for that one. Others I've gotten just fall straight to the ground within two or three inches. I think I might have damaged it or something to make it shoot that far, it was quite hard to push down.
The teacher took it away from me, but luckily, I was almost out of ammo.
When I was in 3rd grade in school, so 8 years old, I bought one of those tiny pocket staplers you can get for about a dollar and this one girl was horribly stuck up, so I decided to use it to fire staples at her. This particular one was incredible, it had a distance of close to 15 feet! It would fly across the room and stick into her sweater.
I have yet to be able to find a replacement for that one. Others I've gotten just fall straight to the ground within two or three inches. I think I might have damaged it or something to make it shoot that far, it was quite hard to push down.
The teacher took it away from me, but luckily, I was almost out of ammo.
"You can do whatever you want to me."
"Oh, so I can crate you and hide you in the warehouse at the end of Raiders?"
"So funny, kiss me funny boy!" / *Sprays mace* " I know, I know, bad for the ozone"
"Oh, so I can crate you and hide you in the warehouse at the end of Raiders?"
"So funny, kiss me funny boy!" / *Sprays mace* " I know, I know, bad for the ozone"
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Let it all hang out...
This one time, at band camp...
no seriously though, when i was 12 i spent the night at a friends house and heard some noises coming from down the hall. naturally i went to investigate. imagine my shock upon seeing my friends dad holding down my friends mom while making these terrible grunting noises. and why where they naked?
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MY EYES!
i call this a dark secret because a) it was dark (thank god) b) i never told my friend (he should thank god) and c) i watched for about 5 minutes (before crawling back into bed more confused than that time i woke up next to a goat...)
This one time, at band camp...
no seriously though, when i was 12 i spent the night at a friends house and heard some noises coming from down the hall. naturally i went to investigate. imagine my shock upon seeing my friends dad holding down my friends mom while making these terrible grunting noises. and why where they naked?
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MY EYES!
i call this a dark secret because a) it was dark (thank god) b) i never told my friend (he should thank god) and c) i watched for about 5 minutes (before crawling back into bed more confused than that time i woke up next to a goat...)
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