nothing left here now but the recordings

[disembrainer]

This is J3rd here.
As requested in nick's post-death document that was presented to me at his funeral, I am to distribute the 'Suicide Press Release' as he refers to it.

"As many of you may have already been informed, I am [as far as I know] DEAD. Wading through the tides of nonexistance. nothingness tickles my unskin. my unlungs are filled with UN.

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[absinthe]

To leave a lasting legacy of final muzak, I propose that the sweltering ashes of the deceased be encapsulated inside radioactive gelatin pills and peddled as underground club drugs to hordes of glowstick-eating American kandy kids.

"Wooah dude. What are yooou on?"

"Iiiiim on UN, man. I'm flyyyyin... ack! I... I... *gasp* My brain! Aneurysm! HELP ME"

UN: THE CHOICE OF A NEW GENERATION.

[it's what he'd have wanted.]

[disembrainer]

pretty fucking cold.
a "man" is dead here.
DEAD.

[h3th]

I wish i'd known him even if only online. That made sense, and is the best reason i can think of to commit suicide. I have a lot of respect for someone who can follow their beliefs through to completion.

[disembrainer]

HERES YOUR CHANCE@!