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Err.. hi?
Best ignore that Question of the Week answer at the bottom. I was a bit low then. Things are better now though in case you're wondering. In fact the only person I want to kill now is Jo Whiley, but that's normal. Right?
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Err.. hi?
Best ignore that Question of the Week answer at the bottom. I was a bit low then. Things are better now though in case you're wondering. In fact the only person I want to kill now is Jo Whiley, but that's normal. Right?
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» The last thing that made me cry
"The game of life is hard to play...
... I'm gonna lose it anyway"
11.37am, January 12th 2002. Not the last time, but the first of many since then.
My brother died. He was only a kid. No amount of preperation can prepare you for that moment when your world is ripped out from under your feet. Everything since then has stemmed from this.
I failed my degree, I tried to kill myself, and more than anything I've lost the family I once had. Nothing has been the same since that day. Nothing. I barely speak to my parents or any of my family. I see them once, maybe twice a year.
Someone told me things like this brought people together. Life's just not like that.
Edit: Thank you Oucheh ^. Just realised how morbid this whole thing is getting. I prefer questions about kittens. And badgers.
(Sun 17th Apr 2005, 21:29, More)
"The game of life is hard to play...
... I'm gonna lose it anyway"
11.37am, January 12th 2002. Not the last time, but the first of many since then.
My brother died. He was only a kid. No amount of preperation can prepare you for that moment when your world is ripped out from under your feet. Everything since then has stemmed from this.
I failed my degree, I tried to kill myself, and more than anything I've lost the family I once had. Nothing has been the same since that day. Nothing. I barely speak to my parents or any of my family. I see them once, maybe twice a year.
Someone told me things like this brought people together. Life's just not like that.
Edit: Thank you Oucheh ^. Just realised how morbid this whole thing is getting. I prefer questions about kittens. And badgers.
(Sun 17th Apr 2005, 21:29, More)