Does exactly what it says on the tin. Some of the nonsense contained herein may be very loosely related to The Sisters of Mercy, but I wouldn't bet your PayPal account on it. In keeping with the internet's general theme nothing written here should be taken as Gospel: over three quarters of it is utter gibberish, and most of the forum's denizens haven't spoken to another human being face-to-face for decades. Don't worry your pretty little heads about it. Above all else, remember this: You don't have to stay forever. I will understand.
scotty wrote:The Catcher in the Rye, I've tried Half a Dozen times but just can't be bothered to finish it.
I forgot about that. Holden, the Travis Bickle for emo posers who think repetitively saying damn and pretending to drink alcohol makes them hip.
Wow, I really must've missed something here. Catcher's from 1945, by the way - hardly an "emo"-era missive. There was no such thing as "emo" when I read Catcher for the first time (and identified so strongly with Holden) at around 14 years of age, in an Honors English course in high school. I don't know of anyone, "emo poser" or otherwise, who thinks that going around "repetitively saying damn and pretending to drink alcohol makes them hip." Did you even *read* the book? Did you attempt - at all - to understand what was really going on, throughout?
You're entitled to your opinion, obviously, but I seriously think you missed the entire point...
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
nick the stripper wrote:My mother used to read the Magic Faraway Tree series and the Wishing-Chair series to me when I was little.
For me it was more Famous Five and Mallory Towers . I did end up going to a school that wasn't a million miles away from that really, so it was a good preparation for all the jolly-hockey-sticks I had to undergo...
nick the stripper wrote:Roald Dahl.
Ah yes, that was the first stuff I read myself as well, after this...
There's a man with a mullet going mad with a mallet in Millets
Izzy HaveMercy wrote:
Pah. Not really that bad, but not hi literature either... Just a good read-away on a dreary night with a bottle of wine and some olives 'n' feta...
IZ.
Hmmm...
Nah, *Wikipedia*'s a good read-away on a dreary night, hahahaha!
Then, there's also painting that needs doing, music that needs listening to, and a guitar that needs fiddling with...
Wikipedia cannot be read with wine and olives 'n' feta, Sinnie...
You need a real BOOK for that...witht eh dead trees and the ink and stuff, an cozy armchair, soft reading light, and some candles.
And a grandfather clock going 'tock'. Man, I really like to read Victorian/Edwardian stylee!
IZ.
That your house, then, Iz?
Hmmm...yes, I'll be over straight away, then, don't mind if I do! I'd appreciate a nice fire waiting for me, by the way...
Some of us have to make do, dear...so wine, Wikipedia, and my wee hovel it is...
you're so cheap bill, I likes it when you talks doity
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
Wow, I really must've missed something here. Catcher's from 1945, by the way - hardly an "emo"-era missive. There was no such thing as "emo" when I read Catcher for the first time (and identified so strongly with Holden) at around 14 years of age, in an Honors English course in high school. I don't know of anyone, "emo poser" or otherwise, who thinks that going around "repetitively saying damn and pretending to drink alcohol makes them hip." Did you even *read* the book? Did you attempt - at all - to understand what was really going on, throughout? 
. I did end up going to a school that wasn't a million miles away from that really, so it was a good preparation for all the jolly-hockey-sticks I had to undergo... 
