Friends, just what it was meant to be,
Uppermost apologies,
Chains of my heart has been put back on,
Keeping this relationship alive has been nothing but a con

You’re different, that’s what I used to think,
Over the months, you made my heart sink,
Unknowingly set myself on fire,
Despite the tough guy I’ve been, you made me a crier.

Yet I apologize and forgive, disregard of my rage.
You may think that this is silly and creepy.

It is.

Goodbye.

When I think of the squandered potential of Mankind, I get sad.

Pictures of people I think I knew in a past life.

Old people. Sitting in the park. Alone.

The end of any TV series.

Watching someone eat dinner alone in a fast-food place, especially if they’re middle-aged or older.

Old toys in the rubbish bin.

My birthday always depresses me.

Christmas always depresses me.

The beach at night depresses me.

Passed by a book signing and saw no one there.

It’s December 24. Procrastination. There are two Christmas trees left at the store.
If you choose one, then it means the other spends Christmas alone

When I finish a great book, or a really good RPG. I’m just washed over with sadness. I think “That’s it… there isn’t any more to the story.” I don’t get to see the characters I’ve spent the last weeks/months falling in love with cause any more havoc or have any more fun.

when i see people who aren’t native english speakers having a hard time it makes me feel really bad.

Watching the rain makes me sad as well.

Women buying pregnancy tests alone.

I feel really bad for grunts or nameless people who get killed off in TV shows or Movies, they had lives too.

Having to go to college, trying hard not too fail, then spend the rest of my life working instead of doing something interesting with my life.

Thinking about the inevitability of death makes me depressed.

Wall-e

Sometimes when playing a videogame, I’ll come across an area where there are no people, just a quiet area where I can admire the scenery.

When someone signs onto MSN and almost instantly switches to “Appear Offline” mode.

Critically acclaimed Best Science fiction movie of the year!

First time actors, first time director and an independent film. I may be a pirate, but I do support independent movies with little publicity that requires the appreciation they deserved.

PS: Say his name one more time, I’m walking off.

Headache, dizziness, coughing green mucus – it ain’t pretty.

I usually refrain myself from using drugs such as Panadol, but the pain is excruciating.

Uni is about to start soon and I have only mere hours to recover. FML

Objective: To look at facebook profiles’ pictures without adding them as friend.

All facebook profiles will assign a profile number. Usually like http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000063372394&ref=mf
(Now you can set up name for your facebook account, but you can get their profile number in a number of ways- whether its looking at the person’s facebook page’s html source page or just click “See wall to wall”)

Their profile picture will be assign to a public URL:  http://profile.ak.facebook.com

So, for example for the account above, its profile picture URL would be: http://profile.ak.facebook.com/v225/795/111/n100000063372394_7141.jpg

Here’s the breakdown:
/v225/ = its usually N or V then followed by the number 22x
/795/ = the number usually runs between two digits to three (00 to 999)
/111/ = same as above

/n100000063372394_7141.jpg/ :
n means Normal size, change it to s and you’ll get a smaller picture, change it to q and you’ll get a thumbnail.
The number behind it is the profile number.
_xxxx.jpg = the number is randomly assigned, you can try from 0000 to 9999 to brute force for a picture.

So if you write a program to bruteforce, the odds to get a picture are (number of pictures ever assigned as a profile picture / number of possibilities)
which is roughly 24 x 10 x 10^3 x 10^3 x 10^4 = 2,400,000,000,000

Have fun!

I played mind games with people before, but that’s because they didn’t realise. But when you realised yourself as a victim of someone else’s mind games, things get a bit…. abstruse.

Nevertheless, I’m a gamer. And I play to win.

Asperger syndrome is an autism spectrum disorder (ASD), and people with it therefore show significant difficulties in social interaction, along with stereotypies and other restricted and repetitive patterns of behavior and interests.

Guess I’m not alone.

Abnormalities include verbosity, abrupt transitions, literal interpretations and miscomprehension of nuance, use of metaphor meaningful only to the speaker, auditory perception deficits, unusually pedantic, formal or idiosyncratic speech, and oddities in loudness, pitch, intonation, prosody, and rhythm.

I think I need help.

First you walk to your living room and look around. Its dark and cold, and the moonlight is casting long, unfamilar shadows through the windows. Thinking about whats missing, you glance to the left, and then the right. You see nothing that seems out of place. You creep towards your kitchen, thinking you’re hungry. The hallway flashes from dark to light, as you walk in and out of moonbeams. Suddenly, you stop. Your heart freezes, and the whole world seems to halt. You hear a creaking sound behind you. Its soft, muffled, almost as if someone didnt want you to hear them coming. Not knowing what to do, you sit there like an idoit, listening to the sound of that little creaking get closer and closer. Tick tock. Tick tock. The sound of the grandfather clock in the living room can be heard. But beneath it, you can still hear the creaking of the floor as someone, or something grows near. Your mind is racing, thinking of all sorts of terrible nightmares. Finally, you feel a swell of courage and spin around, and face into pitch black darkness.

Nothing. Not your cat, not a monster. Just nothing. And thats when it hits you, whats been missing. But you realize, its not whats missing, rather, its what you have. You have Nothing. Not friends,not a mother to say I love you, not even a woman in your bed. You have nothing but loneliness forever.

*I read this from another website, so beautifully written and true.

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