Ever wake up and just feel like the world and life itself is shit?

riff

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You know the kind of day I am talking about?

You don't love anyone.
You don't care about anything.
You don't trust anyone.
You're just running scared and venom is fuel?

I'm having one of those days.

Is it a cry for attention I make? A call for help?

It will pass.

Yes, yes,... let me find that poem I love so much and then I will go to work and lose myself in it.

"Tomorrow"

Your best friend is gone,
your other friend too.
Now the dream that used to turn in your sleep,
sails into the year's coldest night.

What did you say?
Or was it something you did?
It makes no difference- the house of breath collapsing
around your voice, your voice burning, are nothing to worry about.

Tomorrow your friends will come back;
your moist open mouth will bloom in the glass of storefronts.
Yes. Yes. Tomorrow they will come back and you
will invent an ending that comes out right.

- Mark Strand

There, I feel a little better now.
 
I had one of those days yesterday! Feeling a little better now though - hang in there it will get better!

:rose:
 
Every fucking day since I moved from TX to RI.

And that was 2 yrs ago.

It sucks not having any friends where you live.
 
SilverVeil said:
Every fucking day since I moved from TX to RI.

And that was 2 yrs ago.

It sucks not having any friends where you live.

That's your need to belong crying out SilverVeil. Listen to it. You belong here and I love your posts.


Now Riff, I got trapped by a Mark Strand poem before. This one's ok - full of hope and pessimism.

I laughed and laughed at the idiot homepage, so I'm not feeling bad today, but I don't have to teach, just chop some wood for the fire.

Sounds to me like low energies. For that you need some nice things said to you so I invite Lit people to say nice things about you.

I love your wit and posts and pictures.

I invite you to Normandy and to visit the sites of Paris - a few sex shows and lots of naked girls, Notre Dame, and a few sex shows before the Louvre - and then maybe a sex club and a few naked girls, for variety.
 
riff said:
You know the kind of day I am talking about?

You don't love anyone.
You don't care about anything.
You don't trust anyone.
You're just running scared and venom is fuel?

I'm having one of those days.

Is it a cry for attention I make? A call for help?

It will pass.


yes, yes, yes and yes...since yesterday...

No, it's just sometimes we get tired of being placed in a corner and forgotten. You wait your whole life for YOUR TURN and it never comes! I just don't get...

wait a minute riff....don't you feel like that every day?
 
i very seldom have days like that and a lot of it really does have to do with living where i live and doing the work that i love...

silverveil, here's a little taste of home that i hope will perk you up...and remember, give me an hour's notice and i'll ice down some shiner and fire up the smoker...
 
well, I'm glad...

unclej said:
i very seldom have days like that and a lot of it really does have to do with living where i live and doing the work that i love...

silverveil, here's a little taste of home that i hope will perk you up...and remember, give me an hour's notice and i'll ice down some shiner and fire up the smoker...

...and possibly living alone?!
 
freescorfr said:


Now Riff, I got trapped by a Mark Strand poem before. This one's ok - full of hope and pessimism.

I laughed and laughed at the idiot homepage, so I'm not feeling bad today, but I don't have to teach, just chop some wood for the fire.

Sounds to me like low energies. For that you need some nice things said to you so I invite Lit people to say nice things about you.

I love your wit and posts and pictures.

I invite you to Normandy and to visit the sites of Paris - a few sex shows and lots of naked girls, Notre Dame, and a few sex shows before the Louvre - and then maybe a sex club and a few naked girls, for variety.

The idiot homepage reminded me to laugh too. Perhaps it is low energies- perhaps it is anger from childhood (it is this, I think).

Yes, I do need to hear nice things about me, especially from people who mean something to me. I think I'll have lunch with my parents and invent an ending that comes out right.

Normandy, eh? I was just at the snack shop and got into a discussion about currency. This dude asked me if I had ever seen Hawaiian currency and if I had ever been to Hawaii. No, I told him. Maybe I should go there this summer instead of Russia.

Russia! he comes back, why are you always going to Russia? What is it about Russia?

It's far from here, I answered. And left.

My mother's side of the family is from a town in or near Normandy. I forget the name, Couer.... something like that... means like "Heart of Lion" or something..... there is a heart in there somewhere I think.

If I went to Paris could I see the Pendulum from Foucault's Pendulum. Is there really one?

I don't know where I will go. All I know is I want to go far away. The only trouble is that wherever I go, there I am. I want to do like on Total Recall and take a vacation from being myself.

My asshole associate says I need a woman and Jesus in my life. Well, now. Even that is better than nothing, yes?

I gotta work. And I do feel a little better. I am supposed to come here for entertainment and fun. This morning the EQ server was being patched. No fun. I came here and looked around. No fun here either, just the same old mindless garbage and words on the screen and no e-mail from anyone or nothing.

God, I need people. I hate that sometimes.
 
Re: Re: Ever wake up and just feel like the world and life itself is shit?

Rambrat said:


yes, yes, yes and yes...since yesterday...

No, it's just sometimes we get tired of being placed in a corner and forgotten. You wait your whole life for YOUR TURN and it never comes! I just don't get...

wait a minute riff....don't you feel like that every day?

No, I very seldom feel bleak. My central emotional position is one of happiness and play. It just wasn't there this morning.

Yes, I do occasionally feel placed in a corner and forgotten. I should not make others responsible to get me out of it, but I do that sometimes.... poor little riffy.....

I am learning to light my own fire under my own ass.
 
SilverVeil said:
Every fucking day since I moved from TX to RI.

And that was 2 yrs ago.

It sucks not having any friends where you live.

Texas sucks, be glad you left. :) I'll be leaving Louisiana soon, I think. It sucks too.
 
Unfortunately, yeah, I have days like that all the time. It will pass, yeah, but that doesn't make it any less of a bummer.

Every fucking day since I moved from TX to RI.

And that was 2 yrs ago.

It sucks not having any friends where you live.

And I know that feeling, too. Moved here almost 3 years ago, and have yet to make any real friends here. Sigh.

Anyway... hope things look up soon... :rose:
 
riff said:



My asshole associate says I need a woman and Jesus in my life. Well, now. Even that is better than nothing, yes?

God, I need people. I hate that sometimes.

Fuck the ASSociate! I hate freakin' Jesus freaks! They give religion a bad name!

A women is just going to rip your heart out of your chest, toss it into the air...and FUCKING STOMP ON IT WHILE IT IS STILL BEATING!

did I mention that I am having one of those days?...

But really riff...needing people is okay... it means you have a heart...you just want someone to notice this fact.
 
HELL YES!

What can you expect from a day that begins with having to get out of bed?

:(

Oh well, it will get better!:)
 
riff

I wish I could kiss it and make it all go away.

Pull you in my lap, stroke you face and hold you close.

But..then you'd get horny and just ruin the mood:D

Kisses...lot of them!!
JL:heart:
 
Awwww thanks freescofer, unclej, and riff


I will always miss TX. It was the best part of my life.
No place on earth is quite like it.
 
riff said:
You know the kind of day I am talking about?

Sure, riff, I know the kind of day you mean. What's the ol' saying? "This too shall pass."

Or was it, "There's a great day a-comin'"?

Or "Root, hog, or die"?

Or "Fuck it"?

I dunno...I don't have a book of poems handy, I'm working from memory here....

Sorry. Never mind.
 
I think I know how you feel riff, I get out of bed, the house is a wreck, my step dad's calling non-stop, depressing the shit out of me... I know I have to go to the nursing home, but it wigs me out, all those big zombie eyes wanting attention and love...

Feeling like I've had too much sleep, although I've been awake for hours... Tired of the nothingness, but too tired to get out and do something... Like an empty tea kettle, I have nothing left to give, I need something to fill me up.

Also know how you feel about the neediness, you want so badly to be loved and appreciated... Without feeling like a loser, or a cry baby. Don't want to bring everybody down just cause you feel like shit...

I'm trying to do the same thing, just sort of move past it, and hope it will forget me... Don't look back, the funk's behind you, just try and stay two steps ahead.

Probably won't make you feel better, but thought I'd share... Cause I can. :cool:

*Bear hugs*
 
Many many days are like that Riff. For me at least. But I make myself get up, get busy with something and go on. The faster I can make the day pass the better.
 
I have been feeling that way for the past couple of weeks. I am hoping it will leave soon. Hope it leaves you quicker then it has me. Unfortunately, my bed has been sending me vibes to run to it and hide inside which wouldn't be bad if it was offering me incredible sex and pleasure that I can't imagine but it isn't saying that right now. I am beginning to see the light a little. I hope you starting feeling back in the swing of life soon!
 
It's no biggie. I think that perhaps someone slipped rat poison into the box of girl scout cookies I ate last night.

Uh, I woke up in the pits. By the time I got to work, I felt better. Then people started responding and I realised I was having a shitty morning. I am fine now.

I did go have lunch with my parental units. Told them to make Easter plans without me, but to leave a crack in the door in case I feel like doing Easter. My spring break is Easter week, and Jesus is fucking it all up so far as I am concerned.

To be perfectly honest- no sarcasm or veiled shit- I am learning a lot about myself right now. Going through some adjustment and changes, redirection, reflection, and stuff like that. It isn't easy sometimes- I am learning a lot about how shit that I experiences a long time ago still affects my behavior and shapes my thought. Sometimes when I see this I get REALLY PISSED. Other times I get REALLY SAD. Sometimes I just feel like Wiggles said: EMPTY.

Most of the time I feel REALLY REALLY GOOD. But it's unrealistic to expect to feel good all of the time.

I'm just another human being on a diseased planet trying to find my way.

(I AM FINE! But I appreciate everyone's thoughtfulness- yes, I NEEDED to hear that. You remind me that I am not alone. Thanks!)

(You see, I am not a total punk-ass. I am just fucked-up!) :)
 
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