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  • It looks like an enemy or character you'd see in an RPG game. One with influences from things like EarthBound and Undertale.
    Am I right or wrong?

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  • Beenonsite4_2sec_and said:
    You better watch out YOU BETTER WATCH OUT

    You better watch out YOU BETTER WATCH OUT

    I read this to the tune of that one Critmas song and everytine it said you beter watch out it sounded more like shouting

    You better watchout you better watch out? YOU BETTER WATCH OUT. YOU BETTER WATCH OUT!!! Santa claws it comeing to town...

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  • You can make all the people feel terrible some of the time and some of the people all the time, but you cannot make all the people feel terrible all the time.

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  • wizard0209 said:
    have you tried asking your doctor for antidepressants?

    not if the problem is people, only the electric chair can fix those.

    and besides have you seen mental heathcare in america?

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  • zer0dust said:
    not if the problem is people, only the electric chair can fix those.

    and besides have you seen mental heathcare in america?

    health* Also antidepressants take a week or months to kick in and only works for 40%

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  • wizard0209 said:
    have you tried asking your doctor for antidepressants?

    Anti-depressants.

    *BACK IN MY DAY!*

    I kid. But, a lot of the time that shit does more harm than good. 3 of my uncles took anti-depressants, were in the worst shape of their life before and worse while on them.

    Only one of them didn't try the boom powder and pellets in a barrel. One succeeded, the other, was just about too.

    Anti-Depressants are nasty. Having someone/something to help cope is healthier.

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  • raspian said:
    Anti-depressants.

    *BACK IN MY DAY!*

    I kid. But, a lot of the time that shit does more harm than good. 3 of my uncles took anti-depressants, were in the worst shape of their life before and worse while on them.

    Only one of them didn't try the boom powder and pellets in a barrel. One succeeded, the other, was just about too.

    Anti-Depressants are nasty. Having someone/something to help cope is healthier.

    i suffer from that shit because of something from college, and its difficult to explain because no matter how i explained it, nobody seems to understand the problem.

    but basically, i was told the wrong stuff by a teacher because i understood what to do the best...

    i don't know how to explain it other than that, but basically i understood the material, better than anyone in class and all he did for 12 weeks is try to convince me i was wrong by deliberatly loqering my grades, changing my answers on tests, mocking me and in front of the class and inviting people to shame me for better grades (lowering mine everytime i complained how fair that was) changing goal posts so i would always look dumb, and constantly contacting my parents and tling them false stories about my participation in class and how he was doing this to "discipline" me.

    i became so desensitized, i was practically a zombie.

    and though they tried to "help me" by sending me to therapy and berating me more, it wasn't until a different teacher at another college 2 years later berated me for "not knowing basic material" that he called them in for an intervention that they found out how the other guy manipulated them, cause all the things they carried on about, that they thought he was doing out of the kindness of his heart?... was bullshit, and what i was tring to do was actually the propper way of doing things in animation.

    i have not, nor will EVER, forgive them for not listening to me, and... lets just say i'd do something illegal to my mom especially if i was completely WACKED OUT insane.

    because her way of handling this shit, is by telling others how much SHE knew, how heroic SHE was in pulling me out of there (she wasn't i dropped out and they both pissed on me for failing, and rambled on about being a trash collector) how little my dad was involved, and, while trying to explain any of this, sweeping all the problems under the rug because "I" don't rember the situation "I" suffered through.

    she never was like that until AFTER my first college because i never realized just how much BULLSHIT she either, explains deliberatly wrong, or changes the events to to be the best person in the story, or how much she ignores other peoples needs.

    so i never recovered

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