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before i got hit by a car and i was looking @ the car it was like in my head
"LOL DAMN THAT NIGGA GONNA DIE LIKE LOL DAMN RIP IN THE GARBAGGIO LOSER U GAY"
the experience was very traumatic to me like damn. i thought i was a woman before i got hit. my mind was being raped. my thighs were raped. there was no hole big enough for the car to fuck so He made 1 in my mind...or 2...
ever since then, i got scared of cars. it is hard going into a car when i was sexually harrammed by one. once in aq while my mom is complaining to me and saying "get in the car" and istill haven't told my mom that i got hit by a car. so im like, 'mom i am a pig...i mean you're gonna eat bacon like that?? ooh mom like i don't even have a momma to swear on. instead i swore to the past me that died. RIP mib
first i believed that i needed college education, get a job, etc. was da life. but now...i realize i want to be a tree.
since then i have ascended from the unconsciousness that i was living in and i realized another thing...i have an affiliation with cars...car people...
like, i realized my origins
in my home town there was this group of people autophiles? well it's like they want to be fucked by a car. OR they want to ram into people while jacking off. they lived under a sports bar. these people were not born in hospitals. but they were born in a car.
their life goal is to be hit by a car to achieve pleasure. but the constraints of a will to live usually overwhelms them. few people ever life to see the day after they're hit by a car. i was one of them. i didn't even cum tho smh
to test if a baby should live, they leave the baby in a car and they must accidentally (gift from the unconsciousness, not purposely) leave their car keys in the car and lock the doors while the baby is still in. it is only then a baby will determine if they are capable enough to control a car by unlocking a door. OR IF a car should eat its life the time the baby lives in a car. if they unlock the car, they are born into the world.
i think i was one. but i was kidnapped by filipino motherfuckers that stole me from my real family. ugh smh...
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What is more important...Pain of Living...or the Pleasure in Dying...or the PLeasure in living or the pain in dying....or the....uh....final......absolute...mixture....of all....of being....of appearing....
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Yeah I was gonna ask how you were fairing with this after I saw your other post about those good things that were happening
Quote from: Far Beyond Repair on March 11, 2014, 04:39:27 PM
Yeah I was gonna ask how you were fairing with this after I saw your other post about those good things that were happening
it hurt when I was walking to the point where i'd be limping a bit. twisting my left leg left would trigger some pain. my thighs still hurt. had somewhat of a big lump but not so noticeable. the scratches on my left ankle are healing pretty well.
i realized that when the car hit me, i realized my ankle didn't hit the ground and skidded like i thought. my left side was facing the car so that means something from the car must have pierced through my sock and somehow peeled some of the skin- meaning that my blood and skin is on his car somewhere in the front.
tbh i was really surprised i didn't hit my head somehow when i flew a bit.
i don't limp anymore though.
i told some people in my 3d class (they seemed really astounded at my story.) and e-mailed my brofessors. some of the students were telling me how i could have sued. but then i realized how affluent the guy seemed but im somewhat against making a big deal (suing) out of something i could still walk away from. i probably seem dumb for not really taking action but fuck it, it wasn't truly bad though i have to admit that was scary as fuck. at the very least, i should have gone for the ambulance (just learned i don't have health insurance anymore, so i really should have taken advantage over it.) and filed a police report. 3d teacher told me a similar story and also noted that the driver's insurance could have paid for it if he had insurance, which im assuming he would have. lol only if we both knew at the time
my hip /feels/ like it was displaced a tiny tiny bit but other than that, im fine.
and walking near moving cars gives me anxiety now. but not too much. i mean i can still cross a street. but lol riding my bike on the road seems a bit scary now...
my sister hit me withher car at like 10 mph and i rolled off thehood and kinda flipoped onto the concrete.
To be fair, it was midnight and i was playing frisbeein themiddle of theroadwitha bro waiting for my sister to come giveme a ridehome lol
what is a spacebar
Quote from: Trevor on March 11, 2014, 09:45:54 PM
my sister hit me withher car at like 10 mph and i rolled off thehood and kinda flipoped onto the concrete.
To be fair, it was midnight and i was playing frisbeein themiddle of theroadwitha bro waiting for my sister to come giveme a ridehome lol
what is a spacebar
idk how fast the car was coming @ me was but lol wow that sounds worse than what i went through
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