A SHORT HISTORY OF MEDICINE:


2000 B.C. - "Here, eat this root."
1000 B.C. - "That root is heathen, say this prayer."
1850 A.D. - "That prayer is superstition, drink this potion."
1940 A.D. - "That potion is snake oil, swallow this pill."
1985 A.D. - "That pill is ineffective, take this antibiotic."
2000 A.D. - "That antibiotic is artificial. Here, eat this root!"

So yeah... back

like whenever

I'm back, BITCHES!!!

"Tourniquet"

I tried to kill the pain
But only brought more (so much more)
I lay dying
And I am pouring crimson regret and betrayal
I'm dying, praying, bleeding and screaming
Am I too lost to be saved?
Am I too lost? 

My God my Tourniquet
Return to me salvation
My God my Tourniquet
Return to me salvation

Do you remember me
Lost for so long
Will You be on the other side?
Or will You forget me?
I'm dying, praying, bleeding and screaming
Am I too lost to be saved?
Am I too lost? 

My God my Tourniquet
Return to me salvation
My God my Tourniquet
Return to me salvation 

My wounds cry for the grave
My soul cries for deliverance
Will I be denied Christ
Tourniquet
My suicide

You can't be neutral on a moving train

First of all I'm not a teenager anymore, so why not change it?

so true, yet, no-one is going to read it!

The Nice Guy Curse

read, think, pass on! :D

This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last,
that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and
bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is
dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but
restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors
and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing
room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly
reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the
appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of
support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back
attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a
girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.


This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends
back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the
guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy
male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but
give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game
where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend
material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice
guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice
guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.


This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone,
and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly
dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you
thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all
ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the
best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in Halo2 to rant about a rumor
that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive
person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had
nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped
her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for
that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was
nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you
knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you,
justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re
just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm
body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.

The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps
more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they
should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what
I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends
at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is
that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim
they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen,
they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or
“he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up
with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most
frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to
lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their
too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks.
Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure
out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice
guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But
one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon
doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that
train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking
them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier,
finding the ones that are single.

So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice
guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described
as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your
patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your
party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile.
For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the
situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my
acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this
society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.

Repost if you're a nice guy or...
a female that does appreciate the nice guys.

WORDS WOMEN USE

FINE
This is a word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.


FIVE MINUTES
If she is getting dressed, this is half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given 5 more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.

NOTHING
This is the calm before the storm. This means “something”, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that being with “Nothing” usually end with “Fine”.


GO AHEAD
This is a dare, not permission. Don’t do it.


LOUD SIGH
This is actually not a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A “loud laugh” means she thinks you’re an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you over “Nothing”.


THAT’S OKAY
This is one of the most dangerous statements that a woman can make to a man. “That’s okay” means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will ay for your mistake.

THANKS
A woman is thanking you. Do not question it or faint. Just say your welcome.


WHATEVER
It’s a woman saying FUCK YOU!