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Forgive me for lurking but I had to post here. I will try to be as succinct as possible. Coming from a family of high functioning alcoholics, DMF’s posts do come across as drunk ramblings. That being said, anyone who has drunk to excess can follow the mindset. However, he obviously needs help. Sorry DMF, it’s true. Speaking from experience he has probably alienated most of his friends and uses this platform to have someone to talk to. If not he would be drunk texting his friends or sexting with someone. Feel free to blast me with some slurred intelligent response but I have been there and people do care.
 
"I'm not talking about movin in, and I dont wanna change your life," yonk on unvidied in the squidies of deep communal togetherness
 
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I really hate to truncate the depth of your concern or put your concern into a candle flick, but I got two good one anq one of my own
If you're trying to tell me that you're doing fine, trust me, you can truncate anything (not literally, stop !! -sorry), you can do it without hate. I'd really prefer if you were doing fine.
Usually I'd say that is none of my concern, but those threads are very conspicuous, you can't blame me for trying to understand what's going on.
 
Forgive me for lurking but I had to post here. I will try to be as succinct as possible. Coming from a family of high functioning alcoholics, DMF’s posts do come across as drunk ramblings. That being said, anyone who has drunk to excess can follow the mindset. However, he obviously needs help. Sorry DMF, it’s true. Speaking from experience he has probably alienated most of his friends and uses this platform to have someone to talk to. If not he would be drunk texting his friends or sexting with someone. Feel free to blast me with some slurred intelligent response but I have been there and people do care.
I'm appreciative of your post.
 
I'm actaully beloved in the public, I'm just quick to pick up forcefully dropped cabbage. And sometimes shoelaces get tangled.

Ya wanna hear something funny. My best friend was an old old man. WWII B-17 Bomber, his wife had died a few years before we met, and he was a commercial artist and designer all over the world. For about four years we spent every other day together. He said to me I was the best friend he ever had in his life. I was just Carl Reiner .KAARRLL Reiner. Life's too short.
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sorry was the first one a better one. I don't mean to come off as a fucking dick. I worry about me. I read, I'm a movie buff, I play Fallout, I was prescribed antidepressants but they keep falling out of my butthole.

I do appreciate the concern. I'm doing things behind the scenes to maybe live a little longer all but two of my heroes are dead, me sitting in front of a pyschiatrist getting recalibrated was a one time thing for both of us. You don't get to giggle with a prior and then just shake hands. What I pretend to do here is a therapy. And I make people laugh.
dont think I don't care or appreciate the concern. I'm a comedian, and I'm a shit poet in the heart, this was never gonna end well. How would you fix me, 90% of my personality is that you know know I'm not gonna be hear long. I've outlived so many better people. I still have some dreams, but the greying of the pubes, there's no poetry for that.
 
I'm not being a dick and swear to anyone who hears you can get ten plays for a buck, and you might laugh at my typing but I haven't been swinging from the rafters tonight (it is boiling over into another night).

Any guy here, please please please take one fucking weekend, go to a dime bookstore read you could throw a rock and hit Euripides in a bookstore, why is that. I read shit that I read before college it was pretty fucking awsome in some instances but a good percentage was just like a hot poker to read what you should fucking anyway, a degree to show you are willing to read a good book and talk about it.

This isn't a story I tell a lot, even through the years and fogs I haven't told it here. I still pretty young, I didn't all the time but I had an old biker jacket that was someone elses that I'd wear sometime when it fit, just you wore your jacket, I didn't buy this jacket this jacket is something I won't talk about. It's hanging one my door knob, I could kick it, it's gnarly and old and memories. I found somehow in my travails, a set of brass knuckles, and ...I've been in some fights, I can't imagine someone using brass knuckles. I don't remember where they came from they were just always in the pocket, and when we were reaching for beer money I just keep pulling out brass knucle like car keys, hahahahaha,

so that's not funny in itselt or it is, but over time it became a thing. I ended up, I'm not joking 22 25 sets of brass knuckles people would find at parties thinking no one has brass knuckles, I got fucked up and they took my brass knuckles. I went to a party one afternoon everyone was fucked up sidedway, it's probably recorded here somewhere, We go into this trailer someone owes someone dope or money, but I brought frozen pizza, like four. That's a pretty solid contributions booze and beer all around, there was this guy with purple acoustic guitar and a couple nice looking wrung out girls and a little tv, I set down the pizzas people talk, I get shuffled over by this girl on the couch (I only remember because it was the jacket, jacket stories, I did

I think there's a huge differential that can never be met between a guy in the old days or slightly after the old bombers who can pull off or even attempt a leather jacket, but the Ramones and some punks, even real bikers, you can tell in the pictures, most are a jacket with a guy underneath, but there's one in a bunch the jacket could be on a tree, hood of a car, that guy is the guy and jacket don't mean shit. You wear the jacket to look like that guy.
In the day, I didn't give a fuck and in honor, It's what you grabbed on the way out. so much shit, not as a tough guy, but man I had this fucking jacket and after enough it's just a jacket, I was at a girl's house once and I had the jacket and we were talking, she reminde me of ...(I'll find her) but she came out of this room and she had a snapshot polaroid (how do you spell polaroid), of me in the jacket. It's assholey, but unless you're a 16 Candles f agboy bestie, if you have any nuts in your eyes at all you should have a leather jacket, and be sitting talking to someone with reading glasses. I look like Sonny Barger on steroids being filmed for a movie out of time, like angry pose. hahah, so rich, but capured in time enuogh that a girl took a picture and showed it to almost the same. \\

I've been here a long time. When I came here it was a game. I thought I'd die at 23 , then 27, Morrison all the big ones and then when I was still alive and all my friends were dead, it was never a conscious but what if I'm an old man in a chair...

Fallling way back to the jacket story, sitting under a grove of willow trees and a creek an arms-legnty away watching Macbeth in the best atmosphere in the world , what you picture it was just a slice, I've been in some great places and seen some great plays.
Anyway yeah, me and my girl, I didn't drag her along, it was a drive. I think I love Shakespeare and my daughter loved me because I'm the guy, it's how it works. So there's an intermission and this old woman impeccably dresses stunningly pretty old woman.
She says, I owe you an apology. I didn't know why you were there and you kept fixing thng and bringing the movies. I judged you (the words were different, ... but she apologized to me in front of my daughter at a Shakespeare play, you can pose and pose. Whatever I did in an old moment led to that look in the eye. And old woman apologizing to a lumber worker who shouldn't like a throwback with a loving daughter on his arm.

I've never thought shit of me, but if you just give a little bit of a shit and are genuine ala morte, you can just sense good people, I mean outward, I know how worthles and nothing I am, you can't hurt me. ...but I have magic. I've changed days. you're reading my shit.

Don't read Medea. I was a young guy, I read the play in jr high on my own, and as a Married, maybe the happiest I;ve ever beeb readubg Henry Miller, Zen and the Art of Motorcycle ... dreams and nightmares


I'm pretty sure no one has read all this shit...I don't belong in these threds. Dont hate the mods

I've read Beckeett alles, I mean everything.

i've seen all the dark shir. I was asked what's the worst thing you've ever

All your dark , all these dark movies and books. And I don't know everthing, but in my travails

the Janus production of Euripides Medea is the most disturbing thing I'ver ever seen.. It fucked me up. ihvwn'r douns ir. of all the things i've ever seen the Janus prduction of Euripide's "Medea'

It was Christmas and two families and I'm in with it but just just ack wired a copy of Black Spr8ng
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Appriciated. In honesty, despite appearances and talking to myself I function in life, friends and family. No pets. Not that they aren't allowed, I just keep killing them
Understood. That’s my point. It takes a toll. Being intelligent and witty gets old at a point. I love HST, hell part of my username is due to him. Maybe I need this as much as you do, but there is a better way. If you want an honest philosophical debate or to talk math(engineer) then let’s do it. The idea of ‘why’ haunts us all.
 

c'mon smack smack, you wanna her something, I've lived a strange life, shit you can't believe, shit with other folks I keep, you know me enough, I'm no deep riddle, if you think someone knows me better that what you see here. I was walking to the bank yesterday and I used to work at this place and this big old dog I hadn't seen for months broke off his leash and tackled me. When no one was looking I sat on a bench and got it together. Way back when I was young my motherinlaw a good woman asked how do you spell ecstasy? wiped out the whole room. Even through the years she made me food and sent it over on the holidays. Another time I got a call, asking me what is my definition of Romanticism, the Romantics. What a thing, what a person to ask me that. I gave an answer you could probably put together, but it was like a shot to heart from God. I can't think of a better question to be asked of me, and someone was out there and asked.
 
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c'mon smack smack, you wanna her something, I've lived a strange life, shit you can't believe, shit with other folks I keep, you know me enough, I'm no deep riddle, if you think someone knows me better that what you see here. I was walking to the bank yesterday and I used to work at this place and this big old dog I hadn't seen for months broke off his leash and tackled me. When no one was looking I sat on a bench and got it together. Way back when I was young my motherinlaw a good woman asked how do you spell ecstasy? wiped out the whole room. Even through the years she made me food and sent it over on the holidays. Another time I got a call, asking me what is my definition of Romanticism, the Romantics. What a thing, what a person to ask me that. I gave an answer you could probably put together, but it was like a shot to heart from God. I can't think of a better question to be asked of me, and someone was out there and asked.
The Last Of Us episode 3 https://fmovies.app/watch-tv/watch-the-last-of-us-online-92254.9328156 is better then all your Walking Dead seasons
 
just so you dont think you're alone, I'd open my door and neighbor kids would leave pizza on my porch like I'm a witch, which I am. Does that happen to you? It takes a lifetime to be witch. My friend drove a cab and wanted me to come along, he promised booze. We were coming down this ski with a bunch of Candians and one set of guy and girl got into it. I said some dumb shit and this girl wouldn't get off me, a half an hour later there's a fight in an alley and this woman was hysterical I scooped the back of her head and made a fist of her hair and kissed her and she came. lost all her shit in moment. holding me confused in a dark alley. There is true magic in the world. how does a guy in sticks become a Sherdog admin, it cracks me up but makes perfect sense to me. This place would be awesome, but you'd miss a bit. This place is the world
 
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The Last Of Us episode 3 https://fmovies.app/watch-tv/watch-the-last-of-us-online-92254.9328156 is better then all your Walking Dead seasons
It doesn't suck. As much as I'm handed "Rick" because I can intrude threads and was a wheel one day, the question asked of you, who would you be. ...that's not for me to answer,Morgan is the man, but I love Dale and Eastman. If I was Rick out of everyone, Dale, Beth and My character arc with Merle would have more teeth. Dale, Beth, Eastman and this off-shoot, we'd be good friends.
 
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