I don't know about free, but on a path to healing ? Then back to working on whatever they were working on before the mess of this thread started.

Scientology might be a bunch of sectic fictionalists, their general unacceptance of the psychiatric field is interesting though. Both parties're nuts.
What he writes he experienced with his therapist is good enough for me as a mild affirmation.

I'm so confused.

How come?

Psychiatry is a shithole science. Look what it did to Bornyo.

ive moved passed this bullshit little depression over someone who is nothing more than a fucking cum bucket.just to think of all the progress i thought i was making this fucking bag of bones wrinkly piece of shit when the whole time she was out getting fucked by any guy with a decent career and shiny car.to think you actually mean something to someone who had made that perfectly clear,to only then be just another patient and fucking chump.

god just to think about the guys that i know have fucked you and what they look like.what the fuck were you waiting for so long with me you fucking cocktease?my fucking lawyer and that big schnoze of his and that fucking hedgehog you referred me to.answer this you heartless walking bunch of fuckholes,would you have been attracted to my lawyer at all if he wasnt rich and powerful?and that fucking porker.wtf is that?that guys gotta weigh 500 pounds or more at least.im not kidding about hearing this fat fuck walking down the hallway.

why in the hell were you getting me all set up to be your little project boyfriend if you just casually spread your fucking legs/get on your knees on any random drunken date with some asshole?i had fucking told you about why i dont see the fucking point in dating.WHORES LIKE YOU.YOU FUCKING PIECE OF MONGREL WATERED DOWN ARAB PIECE OF SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!youre exactly what i was referring to when i talked about girls being interested in all sorts of guys at the same fucking time.

i hope that wasnt your fucking number on the caller id from encinitas last week.why do you think im a fucking puppy you can play with whenever you want!!!?im a fucking grown ass adult man,even though i dont act like it all the time.i put so much fucking trust into you and you had me suckered for the longest fucking time.putting on that whole fake ass good white christian lady role.what a fucking joke.shit if youve flashed me that early and worn that vibrator i can only imagine how many other guys youve done that too and how many men have been inside and smothered on your face.

how can your fucking kids even look you in the fucking face?all these"friends" of yours coming over all the time.i hope all of this blows up in your fucking face like a cumshot.im never going to trust a fucking woman again.period.i dont care how much they put on that im an upstanding woman with morals bullshit either.guys that fuck you over time and time again,do it because you let them treat you like the fucking whore you are.

you talk shit about jesus fucking associating with whores.shit at least theyre honest about who they are and what they do.you whore yourself out to these fucking yuppie dickheads who as soon as they get tired of you move onto to other stupid cunts that are more attractive than you.60s right around the fucking corner for you and your looks are only going to keep sliding down that slippery slope.

you might think i just spend all my time watching tv and on the internet but thats not even true.not to mention im trying to stay out of fucking trouble right now.i dont need cunts like you fucking with my head and using me emotionally.saying one thing one day and then changing it the next.thats no fucking way to live at all.im gonna get my fucking gut chopped off.i dont give a shit if it costs 2 or 5 fucking grand,but this fucking things going.then i can be the fucking dickhead fucking worthless whores like you and all itll take is a fucking meal for two at claim jumper or wherever your men take you.fucking slimy piece of shit fuckhole.

you gotta love god for bi polarity.i had a little relapse sadness earlier and after sobbing while eating dinner i popped an extra zoloft.which im really glad i did,because now i dont feel like sitting in my room in the dark.

all the mixed signals and stuff she did to make me feel like more than just a patient and then all the stuff shed do to make the previous stuff seems like that was just a temporary thing.if i could only remember all the stuff shed either say or write me that was inappropriate but even with the stuff i do remember i could have her job.part of me thinks she doesnt deserve it and the other part doesnt think she deserves to play god in peoples lives at all.

i think ive mentioned most of the noteable emails and quotes in this thread.things like "ive noticed you like honey bunches of oats alot,thats my favorite cereal too ."obviously insinuating wed be sharing breakfast in the future."frankie im telling you,if you win that money text me." "give nina and cage a kiss for me."thatll be really great.... when you set up your voice mail ." "make sure you call me when you get your car frankie."

its obvious we had a mutual attraction and feelings for each other but what happened?what she was doing to me making me go up and down emotionally was obvious.all i did was tell her about everything and then she never speaks to me again.what the hell is that?i dont deserve any kind of fucking explanation at all?i think i deserved more time and respect than any of these so called men that have used her and continue to do so.my appointments were only supposed to be 45 minutes but countless times id be in there an hour and 45 mins or even two hours.

maybe i shouldve stopped taking the milligram of risperdal to lose weight faster and put my jeans back on."frankie youre in for some really good things went you get those jeans back on," which she told me numerous times.or i shouldve just given in like i did after not being her patient and had them let out those last two inches.sorry for coming in wearing 20 dollar sweats that look better than most peoples pants,but i didnt want to get comfortable in bigger jeans and just say fuck it.dont try to pull some bullshit like "how the fuck am i supposed to unzip those?"they couldve been slipped down or you couldve kneaded my dick through the front of my pants(which honestly is extremely hot).

nothing even works out with bitches.you can do every last fucking thing they want and it doesnt matter."what is loving too much?". "i dont know.what do you mean.",said frankie."what if i tied your shoes every time i saw you?". "maybe youre really into shoes?" *both laugh and smile* how do you go from that to seconds later telling someone that youre there for them every week they come in?she didnt use the word care,she said loving.that fucking time i even came in an extra week when we were starting that book.why?was that just to make her some extra money to go fly out to some dickhead from the internet?if she goes out and has sex with all sorts of different men concurrently why the mixed signals and the game playing?she goes to orgies with some dickhead,then why try to have a younger boyfriend who you know is bi polar and youll get tired of?why abandon someone when its so obvious that they needed you in their life and meant something to them?

what was the whole thing with us getting together with dr nick?wasnt it obvious i had feelings for you already?do you think by my reaction i was going to be okay with you sucking my dick while he fucked you?if i didnt care about you,then id have been fine with it like your buddy tim.if you know none of your relationships are gonna last,then why would you come in sad and talk about "your close friend" saying that its part of the process.shit you couldve taken my pants down any time and we couldve really gotten to the bottom of the process.i swear i smelled you open a condom one time when i was in the lobby(i have a good sense of smell,i smell what my neighbors cook all the time) and saying i dont think i can do this with his mom waiting in the car.fuck youve done that whole manhandling my arms and shoulder shit infront of her.why not do it when she wasnt giving me rides anymore? "you drive!!!?",all excited she said."well yeah.",as she shrugs like it means anything due to being dissapointed by all the let downs.what was with telling me to leave the plastic water cup on the table when i saw the basket right under it?were you going to drink out of it?or take it home and pee in it?you couldve asked me to pound off into the fucking thing and have you drink it if you wanted.

i guess ill never have the answers to any of these questions.also with the dr nick thing.this wouldve been like if i was straight with you about wanting to direct porn in the past."i think itd be neat if you and i booked sienna west for a dinner date."im sure youdve been thrilled. :P

Dude. You HAVE to start capitalizing your sentences and taking a two-space break between each. You have the paragraph thing down, now work on your sentences. I know you're just sort of doing a free-flowing rant of some kind, but improvement starts at the bottom up, you know?

Yeah, right. Utterly pathetic. Or inventive.

the sadness is over finally.ive been this way for almost two weeks now.its such a relief to not feel bad anymore over this so called lady.all the mind games and mixed signals only to be left hurt and seeing more pubes on any woman than i ever care to see again in my life.not even so much as a tit,some head,or an apology.i guess this is to be expected from someone who is used by men like a walking fleshlight.

i really dont know what the hell i was thinking hoping that this would go anywhere meaningful and lasting when she has a new bf every two weeks to a month.i wouldntve been any different.it cant be just these guys thats the problem.if you have that many new men all the time eventually you think shed find one that is into her enough to stick around longer.ive thought about how much we couldve really had in common enough to make some kind of relationship last and its not much more than sexual attraction and not much else.

shes really nerdy too.i mean like not me nerdy;ie having nerdy hobbies and playing video games.but like christian school marm nerdy.that bush too,wtf is that?with all those sexual partners coming in and out of the sexual revolving door of her life youd think shed be well maintained down there.even the one time when her hair was growing back in,what had been shaved wasnt much.im fat and i keep my balls and dick smooth just incase of any random encounter.heres some advice for you too doc.if you want to flash someone and let them know the balls in their court,you have to be fucking looking at them!jesus.

enough whining and complaining about someone that couldnt make up their fucking mind.noones ever going to be interested in me forever and vice versa.this is the only bitch for me:

Dude, not breakup music.

no wee wee man.those songs are about love for hiphop.i guess you didnt listen to them.

They looked like the hippity hop. I didn't listen.

nobody listened which is what this thread is all about.
why is barry "wee wee man"?.

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barry is a wee wee man because hes a wee wee man.

I had that fixed in college. Now I'm just wee.

Frank if you can manage to score another female therapist I suggest getting one that does home visits. Then when she shows up, answer the door wearing nothing but a sombrero, swinging your lil' chorizo like your name is Ron fucking Jeremy. Then throw her down on the couch and assfuck the shit out of her. If you don't pound her turds now, she'll hate you for it later. Trust me, this is a no-lose scenario.

lmfao

ive had another female therapist for awhile now.shes pretty good at getting me to open up.

also id like to add to my little venting thread with someone i grew up with.you know who you are lil buddie rogene.you fake piece of shit.i dont care how cool you think you are or whatever gay shit your flavor of the month interest is.yeah yeah,your lil online skate magazine was just supposed to be online only.you werent in talks to have it be a publication because you wanted to keep it small.sure dickhead.your too cool to even say hi to me at mitsuwa.what i cant be out with my fucking mom?only time my uncle eddie sees you your with your mom and/or sister.oh but its different for you because your cool guy rogene the king of inconsistency on a skateboard.here frankie im listening to some easy listening like the get up kids because my friends are into punk for them minute.

yeah funny that was the last time we talked in person.i didnt fuck call you and tell you to invite yourself over you dickhead.that was a mutual buddy(i dont consider anybody a friend) who i talked with in passing while i was out skating that long ass time ago.he asked me if i had spoken or seen you around.i said no that guys to cool to be talking to my fat ass.oh ill tell him to call you.of course me knowing how all mighty and cool you are didnt care.only to later that summer have you call my house while im taking a shit.i really dont know why you even bothered coming over that night.you graced me with your presence for all of maybe half an hour.i never heard from you again before moving in the middle of the next year.yeah i called you to ask you if i could use you as a reference while i was trying to get a job.fuck dude,i dont know what was up your ass but you didnt sound even happy to hear from me.i thought i could ask king rogene for a small favor.i mean fuck how many times did you call me in high school asking for a mutual friends number.edwin,rob,sprinkle,fuck whoever.of course me i give you the number and thats it.dont bother inviting me to go skate faggot.its ok though i mean i wasnt cool enough anymore and you forgot about me when i went to new directions in tenth grade.we went skating with tom in the beginning of that school year but i never got one call from you.thats whatever though and i guess im as responsible since i didnt call anyone that year.

but back on track,a year before that final meeting i had just finised taking my final ged test(which i passed all of them without studying and skipped the ged classes by testing out of them with two pre tests) and had picked up mcdonalds with my mom(not all of us were jew kids like you getting a free ride junior year :P ) and i saw you skating the benches near where i lived.i thought shit ill go see whats up with him,but i asked and you hadnt stopped by my place to see if i wanted to skate.so i said fuck that guy then.thats not the only time i saw your gay ass down there by yourself.come on really?you know im busy you told me the last time we spoke,but in the same conversation you told me art fag rob was teaching you the guitar.wtf?i lived not even two minutes by car from your place and all i ever saw of you from senior year on was at fucking barnes and noble in north county fair(now westfield) with joemil.cant you get a subscription rich kid?my excuse is i was out skating with someone and wed just jew around the mall a bit on the weekends.

anyway art fag boy lived in fucking rb,thats not farther?long story short i dont keep in touch with people that are fuckers because they only need me when they need something.in 04 after freshly breaking my leg again(only mentioning it because its relevant to the story) my uncle,aunt,and lil cousin were visiting and he asked my mom when my ankle would be better,"because his friends want to film some tricks".me being me i didnt even give a shit enough to ask him if hed bumped into you,but im guessing he meant you and your lil sd scenester skater friends(former friends of mine).you never asked him for my number or anything.but whatever i mean i still have your home number memorized and havent called since hs.

the fact of the matter is that if someone is your friend theyre your fucking friend regardless of whos around.not oh shit im with my cool friends i cant talk to this guy.thats some fake shit.you stole your fucking sense of humor from me dickhead,just keep that in mind.and if you really think im racist now because of people i associated with when i was away then youre a fucking idiot with your stupid "prison pointers" in curiculum mag(fucking shit youre third generation and cant spell for shit,theres another r in the word).even if your lil buddy that did that segment was only in low level county pods he can tell you cliques in lockup are based by race and at times can be very racist towards the other cliques.my first time in gen pop my rep was explaining things and then he said we dont fuck with the blacks for shit.him being mexican and me never hearing black people called blacks like that outside of tv i was a bit bewildered.

your buddy is asian and was in long enough to remember how to build a tatoo gun.i can almost guarantee you he rolled with the blacks(see thats some leftover lockup),because thats how things are.asians arent that well represented in there so the clique up with the blacks.me changing affiliations in there also doesnt make me racist you fucking ingnoramus.what i did was the right decision for me and id do it again given the chance.its not a decision ill ever regret.theres politics in there and the other cliques politics werent making sense to me.do i say racist jokes sometimes?yeah fuck everybody does.are you mad that im funnier than you.probably,but youd never admit it to anyone.

you think its stupid i talk on message boards.three fingers are pointing right back at you binkie.werent you on myspace?yup.didnt you start of all things an online magazine?yup.arent you friends with white pride(racist) roller bladers and their friends?yup.arent quite a bit of your friends dorks?yup.arent you still living at home more than a decade out of highschool even though youve had a truck since 16?you know the answer.what happened with you moving to ny to hang out with your buddie with the fat face(what your not embarassed by his weight?)?just another flight of fancy.what happened to you starting a shirt company after hs like you told me(when i bumped into you walking into of all places the barnes and noble in cmr).howd that go?yeah dickhead.

and have fun at your lil bday parties which you didnt invite me to when i added you on myspace way back in 08(not that i wouldve expected it).all the cool san diego skate scenesters and other random people like the sk858 dorks(come on those dickheads even posted their youtube vids on your page,desperate for some views).that brandon kid didnt even skate when i was in hs.whend he start as a fucking junior or senior?first love huh?goofball.i guess im too much of a "kook" to hang out there.and the party i wanted to throw at my place back in 08 was cornball because i wanted to celebrate being out of jail,beating my cases,and seeing some old friends i hadnt seen in years.im a cornball because i also wanted to hire some strippers to dyke out at it and do extras.*shrugs* standing around drinking with dudes and taking pictures isnt a party to me.hang out with your scenester and art fag friend wannabes all you want.im a dork because i didnt get laid in hs.thats the thing about peaking in hs though,is as you can see from your life theres nowhere else to go.

also i dont care you talk with my uncle on the phone from time to time.i know he was kind of a big brother to you growing up.its whatever to me,but it doesnt surprise me one bit youve never asked him for my number.even now that i live down here again.have fun with dickhead willy too.if that pic of him with his hand over his eye while wearing a hat with his mouth open was a shot at me,poking fun of the pic of me after being pistol whipped on my myspace, he can suck a dick.what im a fucking asshole because my neighbors were always starting shit with me and snitching when all i was doing was living my own life?i deserved to have a fucking stand off with the cops for 4 fucking hours and have them put the red beam on me,then my mom?fuck you you fake piece of shit.do you know wtf thats like to have cops point fucking heat at your moms head infront of you?because your fake gangster snitch neighbor lied to the cops you had a gun?


also dickhead if you or anyone has something to say about the name frankie figgs you can kiss my smooth sack."roggie pop".i dont think thats your name wee wee chan.frankie figgs is the name i decided on when i wanted to be a director(and who knows ill most likely still end up doing it).i used myspace for networking cheesedick.im sorry your myspace wasnt as successful.fucking curiculum was a joke.come on you used corey duffel?that guys not racist?that lispy faggot called stevie williams a trashy nagger in big brother back in hs.he got dropped by all his sponsors at the time because of it.you get that dickhead and random no namers and perma man ams.shit sprinkle didnt even have a board sponsor how hard up were you?why didnt you get some real fuckers like enrique lorenzo,tom penny,stevie williams,joey brezinski,etc?in the heyday of myspace it wasnt hard at all to network on there.what were you doing,tugging your taffy?