If Today Was Your Last Day
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It didn't have to end this way. But nothing can change the past. The best thing you can do now is to live your life as much as you possibly can, Darcheart. For both you, and your departed loved ones.
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I hope that you and your family can make trough this hard time.
This shows that we need to live our life to the max while we can.
This shows that we need to live our life to the max while we can.
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Im so sorry for your loss Darc..... but be strong man, this showed me that i have been wasting my life all along.... ill try to live my life to its fullest...
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DarcHeart wrote...
At 6:28 am this morning, I got a phone call from my uncle telling me that my cousin passed on. They found her in the bathtub with her wrists slashed. I think the thought of an unavoidable death caused the depression that was obvious on her face. Please, everyone who's reading this, live your lives to the fullest, if not for your own sake then for those who don't have the chance to. As for me, I will live my life the best I can for myself and all those whose life were taken from them before their time. I guess she couldnt handle the fact that she was going to die...or maybe she wanted to die on her own terms...
However, i guess if there was a good part of this, it can be a lesson to people about how short life can be, and maybe people can appreciate life a little more.
Sorry for your loss. If there's anything i can do to help...
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Guilty Guardian wrote...
Go to Japan, get 3 girls pregnant.I've come to terms with my mortality and the thought of having a kid one day has always kept me going. I myself may never be able to watch my kids grow up, but at least I'll know that I left this world with a part of me left behind.
that's fucked up i must say ^_^
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Try to enjoy it even better then what you get normally , be friendly , be kind and try not to be sad or cry
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I would take a trip to Japan to view the scenery there, and die there while reading all the novels I have, because since I can't take anything physical to the afterlife, I want to bring stories there.
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I would probably steal a kiss from the person that I've been in love for more than 5 years LOL(she's my best friend and sadly she already has a boyfriend)
Also I would want to go to a comic convention in Japan for the first time, visit an onsen, and die while looking at the cherry(sakura) trees, cause I've been obsess with them ever since I started watching anime LOL.
Also I would want to go to a comic convention in Japan for the first time, visit an onsen, and die while looking at the cherry(sakura) trees, cause I've been obsess with them ever since I started watching anime LOL.
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first of all i fill you man, i have been in your shoes before, so to you and your relative mi sensier blessings.
now if it whas me and i only had 6 moths to live man id go all out, and sorry to some of the girls in here, but i whant to go around the world and try out diferent races of pussy japan, china, germany, italian you name it. i whant to try something new, i whant to know how girls aroun the world react to sex and what they say. next im trying all the food in the world. there i sead it.
now if it whas me and i only had 6 moths to live man id go all out, and sorry to some of the girls in here, but i whant to go around the world and try out diferent races of pussy japan, china, germany, italian you name it. i whant to try something new, i whant to know how girls aroun the world react to sex and what they say. next im trying all the food in the world. there i sead it.
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Let me see... if I was alive just for today, and today only...
I wouldn't tell anyone. I wouldn't call anyone. I wouldn't make amends. I wouldn't apologize. I wouldn't even call just to say 'hi' to my family. The very last day, that's for me. That's mine. That's about what I've lived through. I'm not going to change it. I'm not going to change my life's meaning. I don't want to change people's opinions of who I was. If they hate me and are pissed at me, that's because of who I was and what I did while I was living. That's the person I was. To apologize to them simply because I'll be dead soon seems a hypocrisy. It seems as though I'd be rejecting my prior existence, saying, "Hey, you weren't good enough. Let me try to fix what you were." I've made mistakes, I would have regrets, but I wouldn't change them. I'll die with them. I'm not challenging anyone who would make amends, but it just isn't me. I'm confident in who I am today. I know I wasn't always like this, but that's fine.
What would I do? I used to keep a log. Not a journal or diary because I'm straight, but just a log that I'd write about once every 2-3 days describing what I did, thoughts I had and that stuff. A reminder to a later self. It often has questions, expectations written out. It tells me what I wanted to become, and often it asks if I've done them yet. Sometimes it speaks in a confident tone, saying "I know you've achieved this, and I thank you for that." I'd read them. All of them. I'd just spend my day reading about my life. I'd sit down with a kettle of tea and read about my life. What I had been, what I had desired. I'd smile to myself and the whole feeling would be bittersweet. I'd laugh at my previous jokes and pleasant memories, I'd smile at the memories of my sadness, telling myself that eventually I'd get over them, I'd be sad when reading about the goals I had that I never achieved, yet at the same time I'd be pleased that at one point I had the passion to talk about them. I'd be glad that I had something that was important to me, something that I wanted to do with my life. Even if I didn't succeed. It was me. It was who I was. That's what the last day would be for me. It would just be about me learning about who I was, what kind of person I was, being happy and being sad with my prior exploits, knowing that I haven't achieved all that I spoke of, yet feeling bliss for those things important to me that I did. I wouldn't want to change who I was, I'd just want to know who I was.
Now, six months? That's different. If I only had six months to live, I'd just leave. I'm pretty broke, but I don't care. I'd just leave. Take a single backpack with me, and not even a big one. Europe has open borders these days. I really enjoyed my time in Germany last year, and I've been wanting to go back for some time. I've always wanted to see France. Italy seems a dream, too. I wonder what I could find in Austria. I'd just leave. I don't know how I'd survive, and I don't really care. Just... I'd go everywhere, see everything, understand things people couldn't normally, experience more than a life times worth of adventures and exploits in less than six months. Nothing else matters. It's just the adventure. The entire time, I'd tell no one. I'd be nearly dead soon, and I'd tell no one. My little secret, and I'll take it to my grave.
I wouldn't tell anyone. I wouldn't call anyone. I wouldn't make amends. I wouldn't apologize. I wouldn't even call just to say 'hi' to my family. The very last day, that's for me. That's mine. That's about what I've lived through. I'm not going to change it. I'm not going to change my life's meaning. I don't want to change people's opinions of who I was. If they hate me and are pissed at me, that's because of who I was and what I did while I was living. That's the person I was. To apologize to them simply because I'll be dead soon seems a hypocrisy. It seems as though I'd be rejecting my prior existence, saying, "Hey, you weren't good enough. Let me try to fix what you were." I've made mistakes, I would have regrets, but I wouldn't change them. I'll die with them. I'm not challenging anyone who would make amends, but it just isn't me. I'm confident in who I am today. I know I wasn't always like this, but that's fine.
What would I do? I used to keep a log. Not a journal or diary because I'm straight, but just a log that I'd write about once every 2-3 days describing what I did, thoughts I had and that stuff. A reminder to a later self. It often has questions, expectations written out. It tells me what I wanted to become, and often it asks if I've done them yet. Sometimes it speaks in a confident tone, saying "I know you've achieved this, and I thank you for that." I'd read them. All of them. I'd just spend my day reading about my life. I'd sit down with a kettle of tea and read about my life. What I had been, what I had desired. I'd smile to myself and the whole feeling would be bittersweet. I'd laugh at my previous jokes and pleasant memories, I'd smile at the memories of my sadness, telling myself that eventually I'd get over them, I'd be sad when reading about the goals I had that I never achieved, yet at the same time I'd be pleased that at one point I had the passion to talk about them. I'd be glad that I had something that was important to me, something that I wanted to do with my life. Even if I didn't succeed. It was me. It was who I was. That's what the last day would be for me. It would just be about me learning about who I was, what kind of person I was, being happy and being sad with my prior exploits, knowing that I haven't achieved all that I spoke of, yet feeling bliss for those things important to me that I did. I wouldn't want to change who I was, I'd just want to know who I was.
Now, six months? That's different. If I only had six months to live, I'd just leave. I'm pretty broke, but I don't care. I'd just leave. Take a single backpack with me, and not even a big one. Europe has open borders these days. I really enjoyed my time in Germany last year, and I've been wanting to go back for some time. I've always wanted to see France. Italy seems a dream, too. I wonder what I could find in Austria. I'd just leave. I don't know how I'd survive, and I don't really care. Just... I'd go everywhere, see everything, understand things people couldn't normally, experience more than a life times worth of adventures and exploits in less than six months. Nothing else matters. It's just the adventure. The entire time, I'd tell no one. I'd be nearly dead soon, and I'd tell no one. My little secret, and I'll take it to my grave.
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DN wrote...
I would probably steal a kiss from the person that I've been in love for more than 5 years LOL(she's my best friend and sadly she already has a boyfriend)Also I would want to go to a comic convention in Japan for the first time, visit an onsen, and die while looking at the cherry(sakura) trees, cause I've been obsess with them ever since I started watching anime LOL.
I would do most of it~execpt "stealing a kiss from a friend" xD I want to wear there traditional clothing!!! TT.TT That would be my obsession~x3 I would just wanna roll around in those heavy, fancy clothes looking like a princess and then go to italy meet someone there *censored*...xD Then get my family and visit my birthplace then die in italy~
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animefreak_usa
Child of Samael
DarcHeart wrote...
At 6:28 am this morning, I got a phone call from my uncle telling me that my cousin passed on. They found her in the bathtub with her wrists slashed. I think the thought of an unavoidable death caused the depression that was obvious on her face. Please, everyone who's reading this, live your lives to the fullest, if not for your own sake then for those who don't have the chance to. As for me, I will live my life the best I can for myself and all those whose life were taken from them before their time. tried it three time.. im immortal.
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If todays my last day, i mean for no reason the whole world will b gone 2moro, i will find the 1st girl i fell in love wif few years back n rape her hard!
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well i feel like id go through some phases
first denial
I'd probably be frantic and curse at the gods as to why i had to die
this would last for 5 days to a week
second would be forgiveness
I'd go and tell everyone im sorry for all the stupid stuff ive done. and thank those that have helped me.
third would intensity
I would go into deep thought of death as i have no religion
fourth i would live it up (all things fun inserted here)
fifth i would spend a lot of time with my ex since we were together for so long
finally i would quit everything near the end, work, school, social life, eating, medication. When i would be ready i would speed up the process then finally realize the meaning of my life somehow.
then die a probably violent death
first denial
I'd probably be frantic and curse at the gods as to why i had to die
this would last for 5 days to a week
second would be forgiveness
I'd go and tell everyone im sorry for all the stupid stuff ive done. and thank those that have helped me.
third would intensity
I would go into deep thought of death as i have no religion
fourth i would live it up (all things fun inserted here)
fifth i would spend a lot of time with my ex since we were together for so long
finally i would quit everything near the end, work, school, social life, eating, medication. When i would be ready i would speed up the process then finally realize the meaning of my life somehow.
then die a probably violent death
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If today was my last day i'd call all of my girlfriends and drag 'em to a club/bar/some random place where young people congregate. I'd go the whole nine yards with the make up and hair stuff, get slightly tipsy and flirt like a shameless hussy (something i've never been able to do). Some guy would pick up on my vibes and hopefully i wouldn't have to die a virgin.
