The Isolated Blurt Thread XXXI: Blurt Blisters

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You really don't want me to take you off ignore.

You proved yourself to be a liar right here. You were the first one to quote my post immediately after I posted it.

Which part of my post is a lie?

The parts I quoted you with the links to back it up.

Take me two minutes to find a link.

I'll wait.

It took me a few more than two.

Back to ignoring.

Next posts proved this one to be a lie.

Are you saying you didn't post pics here of your girlfriends bruised tits? Because you did. And there are people here right now who are probably thinking "I remember that." I can spot a few right now.

Yes, I did. What's your point?

You're a liar bro!

LOLOLOLOL

Are you saying you didn't troll dolf for years? Because you did.

Wouldn't say years and it was for one thing that was completely true. Kinda fucks up your narrative.


Feel free to talk about me with your friends and we'll do the same. But if I catch you trolling me, I'll smack you down like the bitch that you are.

Got It? Good.

Yes, I got it.
 
Dayum dude. You're really into this shit.

See what a waste of time the bloke is? Annoying cunt. That's why he's on ignore.

All that for him to say

"Yes, I did."

"I wouldn't say years."

:rolleyes::rolleyes::rolleyes:

You know what I wish? I wish the time wasters would fuck off.
Make room for new blood. Quality posters and quality conversations.

Back to my cheesecake. :)
 
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Dayum dude. You're really into this shit.

Nope. Just smart with a good memory and knowledge of the search button. Which destroys another narrative of me being "wasted".

If I was really into this shit, I'd PM several Lit chicks and warn them about men who they fancy.

Amirite?

Fucking losers. You wonder why you're all sad and lonely.
 
My G-d remember the soul of Byron...

https://youtu.be/LZ_1YzSGzWA

And Thou Art Dead, As Young and Fair – Lord Byron Poem

And thou art dead, as young and fair
As aught of mortal birth;
And form so soft, and charms so rare,
Too soon return’d to Earth!
Though Earth receiv’d them in her bed,
And o’er the spot the crowd may tread
In carelessness or mirth,
There is an eye which could not brook
A moment on that grave to look.

I will not ask where thou liest low,
Nor gaze upon the spot;
There flowers or weeds at will may grow,
So I behold them not:
It is enough for me to prove
That what I lov’d, and long must love,
Like common earth can rot;
To me there needs no stone to tell,
‘T is Nothing that I lov’d so well.

Yet did I love thee to the last
As fervently as thou,
Who didst not change through all the past,
And canst not alter now.
The love where Death has set his seal,
Nor age can chill, nor rival steal,
Nor falsehood disavow:
And, what were worse, thou canst not see
Or wrong, or change, or fault in me.

The better days of life were ours;
The worst can be but mine:
The sun that cheers, the storm that lowers,
Shall never more be thine.
The silence of that dreamless sleep
I envy now too much to weep;
Nor need I to repine
That all those charms have pass’d away,
I might have watch’d through long decay.

The flower in ripen’d bloom unmatch’d
Must fall the earliest prey;
Though by no hand untimely snatch’d,
The leaves must drop away:
And yet it were a greater grief
To watch it withering, leaf by leaf,
Than see it pluck’d to-day;
Since earthly eye but ill can bear
To trace the change to foul from fair.

I know not if I could have borne
To see thy beauties fade;
The night that follow’d such a morn
Had worn a deeper shade:
Thy day without a cloud hath pass’d,
And thou wert lovely to the last,
Extinguish’d, not decay’d;
As stars that shoot along the sky
Shine brightest as they fall from high.

As once I wept, if I could weep,
My tears might well be shed,
To think I was not near to keep
One vigil o’er thy bed;
To gaze, how fondly! on thy face,
To fold thee in a faint embrace,
Uphold thy drooping head;
And show that love, however vain,
Nor thou nor I can feel again.

Yet how much less it were to gain,
Though thou hast left me free,
The loveliest things that still remain,
Than thus remember thee!
The all of thine that cannot die
Through dark and dread Eternity
Returns again to me,
And more thy buried love endears
Than aught except its living years
 
She edited her post to add words from my post while claiming to have me on iggy for the third time tonight.

Yeah, I'm sure that's totally proving she's right and I'm wasted.


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Have you never heard of view post or are you just stupid?

Jesus Christ would you shut the fuck up already?
 
It takes effort to click "view post". Again, another just too stupid to engage when they practice self murder.
 
The neighbor just popped over. She's my age but cancer and it's treatments have her looking and acting at least 25 years older. She was once a vibrant woman, beautiful, xc skier, master gardener, Phd tops in her field, yada. And now, she's a confused old woman. It makes me very sad.
 
The neighbor just popped over. She's my age but cancer and it's treatments have her looking and acting at least 25 years older. She was once a vibrant woman, beautiful, xc skier, master gardener, Phd tops in her field, yada. And now, she's a confused old woman. It makes me very sad.

What did the Who say "Hope I die before I get old."

Our fishing club has many many seniors. I swear COPD is striking a good percentage of them. Our aging membership is driving the need for a lift more than government regs on rental halls. All men. It seems the women or the wives at our club get stricken with cancer more.

Many of us are at that age when are parents are dead or dying and now our friends we grew up with are experiencing life ending ailments.

My sympathies concerning your neighbour.
 
The neighbor just popped over. She's my age but cancer and it's treatments have her looking and acting at least 25 years older. She was once a vibrant woman, beautiful, xc skier, master gardener, Phd tops in her field, yada. And now, she's a confused old woman. It makes me very sad.

Sometimes they bounce back. Someone should be taking care of her. If the drugs are confusing her, the dr should change them.
 
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