The "Yep. I'm definitely going to Hell" moment.
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I believe it to be a joke? So it would be:Tharwen said:
1. You made a joke about child porn threads on 4chan
2. You smugly and condescendingly dismiss it as nothing.
Which is quite related to this topic. You're bound to find something offensive in a thread which is about saying offensive/funny things.
First, I don't "read" child porn; I don't even look at it. Second, it was a joke, and just a joke. I'm not "smugly and condescendingly dismiss[ing] it as nothing," I am making an inside joke that would only appeal to a small amount of people, for the sake of doing so. Please stop over-analyzing it and don't take it so seriously or personally. I didn't mean it like that.Tharwen said:
I've crushed human spirits with words alone.
I have also...
...proven that god is capable of evil in a philosophy exam (Aced the course).
...ruined a ten year old friendship in one day and enjoyed it.
...abandoned all censoreship and PC behavior.
...freaked out a bullet train.
...jaywalked.
I have also...
...proven that god is capable of evil in a philosophy exam (Aced the course).
...ruined a ten year old friendship in one day and enjoyed it.
...abandoned all censoreship and PC behavior.
...freaked out a bullet train.
...jaywalked.
I remember back when 9/11 happened, I came home from school and went upstairs to watch cartoons, the news was on, I ignored it and changed the channel, the news was on there too, I went downstairs to ask my mother what was going on, she had a look of horror on her face looking at the TV as footage of the second plane crashed, I asked what was happening and my mother started to explain.
I distinctly remember saying words to the effect of "I don't care, I wanted to watch cartoons.", and you know what?
I stand by that sentiment, I wanted to watch cartoons, how dare those damn terrorists interupt my regularly scheduled programing.
If I wasn't going to hell before, that probebly wont cut it
I distinctly remember saying words to the effect of "I don't care, I wanted to watch cartoons.", and you know what?
I stand by that sentiment, I wanted to watch cartoons, how dare those damn terrorists interupt my regularly scheduled programing.
If I wasn't going to hell before, that probebly wont cut it
Oh geez...this one is gonna have to be spoiler'd for length.
TL;DR: I emotionally wrecked a girl who tried to do the same to me, and took it way past revenge.
I guess my biggest one actually happened earlier this year. It involved this girl who's a couple years younger than me. See, she's had this crush on me since we met a few years back. We were alright friends, and actually pretty close for awhile. The one night she caught me rebounding from a pretty brutal betrayal by a really close friend, and "admitted" her feelings to me. I use quotes around admitted because we both knew that I was already aware of them. I was feeling pretty shaky at the time, so I told her that I felt the same.
Now, despite what you may think, we aren't anywhere close to that "I'm going to hell" moment yet. A few days after this conversation, she broke off the relationship, told me that she'd done some thinking and didn't feel the same way about me anymore. Literally, just like that. Didn't even have the decency to tell me in person, or even have a conversation with me about it. She left me a message over Facebook, and that was that. I let it be, and we went back to being friends, because I honestly did not have the strength or presence of mind to fight it out.
Cut to a few months later. We're at a camp, and she's dropping clues that she has feelings for me again. I tell her it's not going to work several times, but I'm still not in my right mind. Technically, for this whole period, I was under treatment for severe sleep-deprivation that had sort of climaxed a week or so before this camp. She knew about that. She actually tried to take advantage of it by making up stories about how I dumped her, and because my memory wasn't working so good, I believed her. A few weeks later, after my surgery and subsequent recovery for said sleep-dep, I realize what a crock of shit she fed me. Our friendship started deteriorating after that.
Finally, cue December of last year. I was doing one of those stupid Facebook "ask me any question in my inbox" games. I hadn't spoken to this girl in a good month, mind you, and I wasn't too disappointed with that prospect. Then she randomly messages me with the question, "Do you miss me?"
I should have just said no. I know I should have just kept it simple. But I was still picking up the pieces of everything she'd done to me(and there was a lot more than what I included here. In all honesty, it was a verbally and emotionally abusive relationship that I'm glad to be out of), and so I gave it to her with both barrels. I told her that there was not a single facet of our relationship that I missed, and that the silence had been so delicious until she'd interrupted it. This escalated into her saying she was better off without me too, and named off five or six people who would always have her back to support this. I had to laugh. This list included a group of people I had just talked to who envied just how distant my relationship with her had become and were looking for a way to do the same. I told her as much, and took it a step further, saying that all her secret fears about people wanting to abandon her, about how nobody wanted to hang out with her, the one's I had talked her out of some many times, they were all true. Nobody liked her. I was just the only person in our circle of friends with the stones to call her out on her BS. I told her she was a cold, manipulative, wretched human being who would inevitably alienate every person she ever knew. I clarified saying that saying that there was an important difference between "knew" and "cared about", because I didn't believe for a second that she could ever actually care for anyone. I said a lot more than that, but I don't have the heart to reprint most of it.
I know I was out of line. I still haven't recovered from some of what she put me through before then, but nobody deserves everything I told her. I've got a talent of sorts for tearing people down, for knowing exactly where to strike to hurt them the most. I hit every last point I could find, and I did it with a sadistic smile. I've since apologized to her, even though everything inside me screams that she isn't worth the words, but I don't think I'll ever forgive myself.
Now, despite what you may think, we aren't anywhere close to that "I'm going to hell" moment yet. A few days after this conversation, she broke off the relationship, told me that she'd done some thinking and didn't feel the same way about me anymore. Literally, just like that. Didn't even have the decency to tell me in person, or even have a conversation with me about it. She left me a message over Facebook, and that was that. I let it be, and we went back to being friends, because I honestly did not have the strength or presence of mind to fight it out.
Cut to a few months later. We're at a camp, and she's dropping clues that she has feelings for me again. I tell her it's not going to work several times, but I'm still not in my right mind. Technically, for this whole period, I was under treatment for severe sleep-deprivation that had sort of climaxed a week or so before this camp. She knew about that. She actually tried to take advantage of it by making up stories about how I dumped her, and because my memory wasn't working so good, I believed her. A few weeks later, after my surgery and subsequent recovery for said sleep-dep, I realize what a crock of shit she fed me. Our friendship started deteriorating after that.
Finally, cue December of last year. I was doing one of those stupid Facebook "ask me any question in my inbox" games. I hadn't spoken to this girl in a good month, mind you, and I wasn't too disappointed with that prospect. Then she randomly messages me with the question, "Do you miss me?"
I should have just said no. I know I should have just kept it simple. But I was still picking up the pieces of everything she'd done to me(and there was a lot more than what I included here. In all honesty, it was a verbally and emotionally abusive relationship that I'm glad to be out of), and so I gave it to her with both barrels. I told her that there was not a single facet of our relationship that I missed, and that the silence had been so delicious until she'd interrupted it. This escalated into her saying she was better off without me too, and named off five or six people who would always have her back to support this. I had to laugh. This list included a group of people I had just talked to who envied just how distant my relationship with her had become and were looking for a way to do the same. I told her as much, and took it a step further, saying that all her secret fears about people wanting to abandon her, about how nobody wanted to hang out with her, the one's I had talked her out of some many times, they were all true. Nobody liked her. I was just the only person in our circle of friends with the stones to call her out on her BS. I told her she was a cold, manipulative, wretched human being who would inevitably alienate every person she ever knew. I clarified saying that saying that there was an important difference between "knew" and "cared about", because I didn't believe for a second that she could ever actually care for anyone. I said a lot more than that, but I don't have the heart to reprint most of it.
I know I was out of line. I still haven't recovered from some of what she put me through before then, but nobody deserves everything I told her. I've got a talent of sorts for tearing people down, for knowing exactly where to strike to hurt them the most. I hit every last point I could find, and I did it with a sadistic smile. I've since apologized to her, even though everything inside me screams that she isn't worth the words, but I don't think I'll ever forgive myself.
TL;DR: I emotionally wrecked a girl who tried to do the same to me, and took it way past revenge.
Don't feel that way. If it was consensual, then she's no reason to blame you and she is a self-important ***** for doing so. Then again, I don't know her.HentMas said:
Got a new game for a friend. She likes puzzle/adventure games, so I picked one for her that's pretty much both. I explained it as being like Myst, only with actual movement and a physics engine.
The game in question was Amnesia. I got raged at a fair bit for that, if jokingly.
The game in question was Amnesia. I got raged at a fair bit for that, if jokingly.
You know i hadn't had I'm going to hell moment in till i read your post and got turned on now I'm sure i have one way ticket to hell........on a completely unrelated note can you describe what happened in more detail.Riku said:
Dude, I know that the opinion of a stranger on the net is worth nothing and that the only thing that matters is how you feel about yourself and all but, SHE HAD IT COMING!TheMaddestHatter said:
She was jerking you around, taking advantage of you when you were messed up and even tricking you in to believeing you did something you didn't THEN trying to get your attention again.
Well let's just sayu I would have done worse, frankly you showed great restraint, unless of course you did something to her physicly by way of revenge.
Honestly I'd have said those things even if nothing like that had happened to me, I can't stand manipulators.
"Jesus, who died?"Zap Rowsdower said:
Beautiful.IceStar100 said:
The UK's Government (Conservative party) have recently cut disability allowance for the blind.
I loudly proclaimed "Shit, bet they never saw that coming."
That's the most recent one I remember.
But there's many reasons why I'm going to hell.
I look forward to seeing you fuckers in hell. I've already put down a deposit on an amazing house with great views of the third circle.
People keep telling me that, but I feel like I just sunk to her level. No, I didn't do anything physical, that's not my style, I've only had to get physical with someone once, and that was a guy who didn't know how to keep his hands to himself, if you know what I mean. I can't stand seeing women hurt, which is really the thrust of why I'm convinced I did wrong. It doesn't matter that she's a miserable slug of a person, I still hurt her, and that's against my personal code. It doesn't hurt that a small part of me is convinced she's just another fool caught up in playing games she doesn't even begin to comprehend. I've been there, you know?moretimethansense said:
If I had to pick one, it would be when I chuckled at a dead baby joke I read on a YouTube video.
"Heh heh hehhh... crap."
"Heh heh hehhh... crap."
Well, when I was working in retail, me and some co-workers/friends were on lunch and had just gotten back to the lunch room with our food. A few minutes after sitting down, security brought a mother who was caught stealing into the security office, which was only a few doors away from the lunch room. The mother had her 5 or 6 year old daughter with her, and her daughter was crying and going "I don't want my mommy to go to jail" and all that jazz.
Anyways, we could hear the commotion from the lunch room pretty easily, and after a few minutes of it and a particularly loud objection from the child, I let slip "Shut up kid, I'm trying to eat."
Everyone started laughing, and it's not the worst thing I've ever said, but it's probably one of the only things I've said where other people have told me I'm probably gonna end up in the inferno.
They're probably right.
Anyways, we could hear the commotion from the lunch room pretty easily, and after a few minutes of it and a particularly loud objection from the child, I let slip "Shut up kid, I'm trying to eat."
Everyone started laughing, and it's not the worst thing I've ever said, but it's probably one of the only things I've said where other people have told me I'm probably gonna end up in the inferno.
They're probably right.