about to go fucking cut my wrist because of some random fucking person i don’t even know. saying i want to kill myself over it would just be way too over fucking dramatic. i’m not on here to fucking lie and pretend i’m suicidal. cause that’s bullshit. and it would be pretty fucking heartless. like a post i read the other day, about someone calling a suicide hotline. and the person she talked to just wrote her off like it was nothing. because she said she was okay. what kind of person that isn’t actually suicidal would call a fucking hotline like that? a fucked up one. […]
you know when you tell someone something, in hopes that it could make a slight difference? but it comes back to bite you in the ass? only making it worse than it was? i’ve made that mistake one time too many. it created problems with the person that i told. and now all said person can do is fucking worry about me and go tell someone else about me “talking crazy again”. no. no. no. it only makes it worse. because i don’t need that person to come and check on me to see that i’m fine. and ask if i’m ohkay. because obviously i […]
i personally believe, that when we die, our bodies get stuck in a hole in the ground. and we get eaten by maggots. our body decomposes and that’s the end of it all. we become part of the earth, pretty much.
although, it really depends on your own religious beliefs.
what do you do when your step-dad or whatever takes you out one day to go shopping and he let’s you have a few drinks. then he starts to feel you up and you don’t know what to do. and your mother asks if you slept with him like it was all your fault. then probably months later he comes out of the closet to you saying he cross dresses and all this shit. and tells me stories. and uses that as an excuse as to why he was feeling you up. and then he sits around and tries to play daddy. like, he has any […]
It’s 8:30 in the morning. And all I can think of is killing myself. I wake up every morning to another shitty day. And it’s not getting better. I go to bed every night with the urge to just kill myself. Then I wonder what the morrow will bring. And it just happens again. Someone told me that if I follow through with it, I will leave behind a world of hurt. But I’m not doing this for anyone else. I’m doing it for me. To end my hurt. I won’t be around to feel sorry for the decision I made. I won’t be around […]
my parents divorced when i was an infant. and i can still remember the boyfriends my mom had to follow. always fighting. we’ve moved so many times. mostly because of them. cause i definitely wasn’t getting into trouble until i was aged 13. always had to make new friends. just to leave. and the process has happened so many times that i feel it has fucked up my current relationships with people. sometimes when i was in middle school, my aunt was murdered. in a small town where everyone knows each other. sad right? the person that killed her was only kind enough to leave […]
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