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    ~The Reborn Quotebook~

    in General Discussion

    Posted

    (23:27:51) Aaron: if ame was a pokemon
    (23:27:54) Aaron: she'd be garbodor
    (23:28:04) ame: if aaron was a pokemon
    (23:28:06) ame: he'd be released.
    (23:28:10) Dukaan: LOL
    (23:28:11) [iron Mantis] pbood2: rofl
    (23:28:12) Aaron: ...
    (23:28:13) Aaron: damnit.

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    ~The Reborn Quotebook~

    in General Discussion

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    (13:46:17) Lanayru: /
    (13:46:17) Lanayru: d
    (13:46:19) Lanayru: fucjk
    (13:46:22) Renzo: Owen you look 14 in that
    (13:46:23) Tempest: Damnit
    (13:46:25) Lanayru: hi im silver
    (13:46:30) Lanayru: aND I CANT DO THIS SHIT
    (13:46:31) ~~~ Lanayru was slain by Spider. ~~~
    (13:46:32) Dukaan: Yea. I got a hair cut and shaved
    (13:46:33) Explosms: Silver?
    (13:46:44) Dukaan: but that's probably the best picture of me that's ever been taken
    (13:46:47) Explosms: Evan, is that really you?
    (13:46:49) Renzo: But also extremely dashing
    (13:46:50) Lanayru: 'sup nerds
    (13:46:52) Lanayru: um
    (13:46:58) Lanayru: last i checked
    Lanayru has angered BreloomBot and was put to sleep!

    (13:47:01) Dukaan: LOL

    (13:47:04) +Kotori: rekt
    (13:47:05) Explosms: KARMA BITCH

    What do you look like?

    in General Discussion

    Posted · Edited by Noivy

    that is probably the best picture that has ever been taken of me and I shaved a long time ago but yea i feel soooo much better than I did say 3 weeks ago

    and ame i promise to always shave i like the look without the moustache because i look like a fucking mafia crime lord with one >>;

    The 'That Feel When' topic

    in General Discussion

    Posted · Edited by Noivy

    I need to get this out because it's been hanging out of my head for a long time.

    It's funny because I'm usually really, really good at keeping secrets. But the least I can do is to keep your name a secret because I know you have next to no online presence.
    It started because you were crying. Not just the stupid loud crying that happens when you break up with someone. No, this was the silent form of crying. Something I almost never see anymore. You had that look of silent despair, the same look I had many, many times in my life. I approached you for the first time three years ago because I knew the pain you were going through. You had lost two people you were close to; one of them being your mother, and another being one of your best friend. The pain of losing people who meant seemingly everything to you, and no less the person who brought you into this world, is something I can't begin to describe even to people who know it. Over my high school career,I've lost my best friend Cameron, my grandmother, two of my favorite teachers, and am about to lose my great uncle from a long battle with cancer In other words, I'm no stranger to grief and loss, I can't go a single day without thinking about them. But then you happened, and I'm really glad I came to your aid, because I know you would not be alive otherwise today.
    I saved you from suicide because I knew you could move on from your losses, and I had no reason to see another life just get thrown away. I came to your side because I was sick and tired of people dying, and I was a stranger. It's not often you get random acts of kindness from complete strangers, no less someone like me, who has a self-awarded degree of being a master social recluse. You did not want to talk to your staggeringly large circle of friends because you were afraid they would abandon you, and by god I know they would not do that. To suffer in silence is not the answer, I know that much because I too contemplated suicide when Cameron was taken from me. You needed someone to talk to, but you were afraid of what would have happened when you told someone of your problems. I understand that. But I can not agree with it. And that is why I came to you, out of the crowd to extend a hand and lend you an ear to relieve you of your silence.
    The stuff you told me, I can remember it as clear as yesterday. Hearing it was almost as bad as getting the phone call from the hospital about Cameron. But you saw no tears come out of me, because I was trying to be tough for you. But when I had actually seen the damage you have done to yourself, the bandages on one of your wrists, that was when I knew you had to be saved. And I knew I could do it. For one thing, I'm pretty good at pick-pocketing. I had located your little knife in your cellphone pocket and replaced it with a note from me with my E-Mail address, and doing that was probably the most awkward moment in my life. But when I saw your E-mail, let me tell you, it was the most amazing feeling in the world. You had actually realized what you were doing was for nothing and utterly pointless. And sure enough, you grew brighter every day we met for lunch to talk. Everything about you began to glow with pride, and I take huge amounts of pride in that my dark light of sorrow is what ignited it.
    And for one thing I really do appreciate your offers for a proper relationship. But I am not one for it. It's simply not what I want for myself. And it's tough for me to say this because I that it's going to hurt you. And that's the last thing I would EVER want to do to you. I know that no other lad has done as much for you as I have. But don't think I'm going to leave you forever, because that would be the highest peak of dishonor I could ever do to myself. I can not just ignore someone who's life I've changed. But as we both graduate next week, the only I can promise is a daily E-Mail because we'll soon be 3000 miles apart. I mean, you ARE going to Yale of all things. Me? I'm going to be working in a shop making refrigeration and cooling systems for fishing boats, a pretty lucrative job, actually. And you know what, I'm fine with that. The only thing I care about in this situation is that you are alive and well. Because I know that had I not intervened, you would be next to your mother right now.
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