Were we put on Earth just to fucking suffer endlessly? Fuck it, just fuck it. I resent the fact that I was born, I hate my life, and I definitely fucking hate all the fucking motherfuckers who screwed me over and purposely did horrible shit to me. Every. Last. One. Of. Them.
Yes, I’m angry, and no I won’t hold back on the curse words. And why is cursing bad anyway? I hate how society has deemed cursing as such a terrible thing, how they view people who curse as bad, unintelligent people. Well, fuck you. This is how I express myself, my anger toward the world, towards this thing called “life.”
Anyway, I’m suffering. I’m suffering lots. I wish I didn’t have to be me. :'(
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I wish I had the words to help calm you bah. I actuaully wish myself that no one has to be me. But I’m hoping for you. Especially with this post
I also feel the same. I hate that i was born and now that i live and suffer everyday
Idk about you guys but for me it was someoneb who made me like this. I’m positively sure if I didn’t meet this person I wouldn’t bhave turned out like this. Because now I live and suffer nothing can be done and peoplev will just say “umm I’m sorry but that’s not enough to suffer and stress about” people just don’t get it friends only look to protect themselves
Yes, I am the way I am because of all the assholes who abused me, harassed me, screwed me over, and basically made my life a living hell. It’s not just one or two people. It’s dozens of people throughout my entire life, which is why I feel like I’m cursed. It never ends. :/
People who hurt us,left a huge imprint on us. Specially those, who we trust. And they broke our trust like it is some short of a toy.
When they broke us, we loose some part of us. The part – that defines us. We loose that part after every incident.
But I was wondering today, that no matter how much people hurt us, that innocent part never dies. And that part is still alive inside everyone. Protected that part. Protect yourself.
Be well. Be safe. Have a nice day. 🙂
True.
Even if i have a slightest moment of relaxation, I have it so that I can be ready for next round. Because sometimes I am so much hurt that I am unable to hurt anymore. And then I have some peace for a moment, in that fact, that, that’s it. Finally I can’t be hurt anymore. But somehow almighty manage to give me some hope and I try to do something right and positive. And then.. again shit happens. This an endless cycle for me.