How many times have you said “i give up”?
How many times have you cried?
How many times have you kill your mind?
How many times have you hurt yourself?
When will you stop?
Always lost in the dark, never gave an effort to find light.
Covered in marks, never even bothered to fight.
Worthless, useless, incapable, dissociated.
Every negative words invented, you describe yourself with them.
You are a sad person. And you anchor down the people around you.
You worry about every single thing around you.
You cry at every inconvenient thing that happens.
People pity you. You pity yourself.
Never had dreams, because you’re untalented.
Your own mother doesn’t even like you.
Your father hates you.
The world is better off without you.
You’re ugly.
You are an emotional piece of shit.
You were never good at anything.
You hate yourself.
You can’t even kill yourself, can you? Coward.
i hope you die.
Why do you always want to die?
Why can’t you stop crying ?Haven’t you cried enough already?
I hope you die in your sleep
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I often feel as if life keeps chanting this to me, as if it gets pleasure from humanity’s misery. That we stay here drives life nuts, it suffers in its own toxic waste at the fact that we keep at it fighting, it recoils when we laugh and prevail. It tries all methods and means to get us down, it has powerful tools at that; money, disease, borders, war and social constructs. But we are still here and again it has lost the battle,
Just an imagining, but that you are here proves a certain strength, and one of a magnitude others with ‘perfect lives’ are not initiated to.