Shhh theres fucktards nearby. Listen to them. They depress me too. I’m a fucking troll. Fuck you. I’m bored. Im depressed im tired im restless im angry im pissex im horny im a virgin. Fuck it I’m anything and everything but you.Â
Theres my fucking poem. Im tired, my mouth hurts i dont want to mas-ter-ba-te at all today. I meed a shower i dont care about spelling rght now. Fuck you. I’m so bored. I might have multi person disorder bipolar depressed horny virgin shitty tired insomnia cant distinguish reality form memory nor dreams. My cousin jasmine whom i love so dearly broke up with me before a month being together. Shes amazing. I am in love i think. Apparently theres no such thing as love as everyone on here says. And that my love is only fake. That im lying to myself. Also lucid dreams and memory reality apparently cant be indistinguishable like i dont feel that right now.Â
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Hey im sorry to the poems person. Please come back -_- im in a bad mood tats alll. Ill feel better in a minute im soorrowful. Please
I am sorry you are sounding so upset at the moment. If you are bored try and get into a head-space where you can study, or read a book or do something for yourself – something you want to do.
There is love, of course there is love – but I don’t understand it really – I think is different for everyone I think.
But I know that we don’t chose who we love – it just happens and we should not feel guilty for love – we have no control over it. All we can control is our actions when we do love.
of course I could just be an old person full of shit – and that is OK too. I hope that somewhere I say one thing that helps someone that is all.
People told me because im in love with my cousin that its not real love.