Back, and relapsed, and disgusted with the sudden boom of attention seekers on this website. It sucks. Zomg meh bf dumped meh, meh live is ova guyzzz. c u on the ova side lulzzzzz.
Anyway, I came here to vent, and vent I must. I’m tired. Insomnia’s back, fuck yes. I love my insomnia. It’s like, so great. Atleast I have crappy Pokemon-epic-fail-White to keep me occupied with it’s trashy trashiness. Heh. The day’s not so good either. I either go out and have to run around for five hours looking for a friend who’s millimeters away from topping herself, and find her drunk and in hysterics. (Last night) Or stay inside and suck the cock of depression as it ejaculates its sticky toxic liquid into my lungs.
Meh, everyone’s depressed. And, of course, I wanna fix ’em. Which I can’t. I hate waking up. Well, waking up early, that sucks. If I got more than 4 hours I’d be neutral-ish.
Prelims coming up. Lol, another thing I can fail at. Can’t fucking wait. Probably won’t even bother revising.
My brothers girlfriend dumped him, so I think he’s abit lonely. He keeps trying to talk to me. Shame I don’t have the confidence to have a conversation with him. Last time I had a conversation that lasted more than 10 seconds with him was when we were in Ireland I thinks. So, 4-5 years ago. Paha! Man, that’s pathetic.
My paranoid schizophrenic type thoughts are back. ZOMG THE TOWEL DROPPED SHIT RUN SOMETHINGS HERE IT’S GONNA KILL ME FUCK A LEAF MOVED OH GOD THE LEAFS AFTER ME OH GOD WHAT WAS THAT -hallucinates-. I actually am hallucinating me thinks. Keep hearing my name being called, keep seeing things moving in my peripheral vision, not little dots, full blown objects and imaging people and faces. Meh, always knew I was teetering on the edge of insanity. Sucks to be me.
Thinking about my Dad alot again. What I don’t have and will never have. What an abomination I am. What I am the result of. How I must remind my Mom of those horrible nights when he’d violate her. Aw shucks.
Oh, and I self harmed again. Made a painting with the stuff. It was fun. Blood is surprisingly similar is texture and consistency to water colors. But, that’s logical seeing as blood mostly consists of water. I think the painting looks much better oxidized. More… dark.
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I like how at the start you complain about attention seekers and complainers, then go on to tell us about how bad you feel…………
It seems you don’t understand what my perception of an attention seeker is. Did you just disregard my impression of a stereotypical angsty teenager after a break up? Yes. And, I didn’t complain about complainers. I complained about what I see as an attention seeker. Besides, I clearly stated I came here to vent, and the entire site is based on telling people how bad you feel. I’m sick of those with everyday issues coming her acting like they’re impossibly horrific. Now go back under your bridge. Troll.
How am I trolling? I’ve tried to kill myself and i plan to get it right soon, I’m not here to judge others. Learn your place on this site.
Look if I’m coming across as an asshole, I’m sorry it’s been a long day. The story just seemed oxymoronic in a way, whatever.
Sorry, the username kinda evoked the idea that you’re just a Troll looking for lulz. I apologize.
It’s fine, I guess we all have our days…