No one needs me
No one wants me
No one loves me
No one cares for me
No one misses me
No one
Fuck this
Fuck life
Ya know what?
I hate all of you
I hate this world
I hate this society
I hate everyone
Why?
Because everyone lied
No one needs me
No one wants me
No one needs me to be here
Forget about it
Forget this
Forget me
Forget about my life
Forget memories
Forget it
So many people are busy
People that I rely on
People that I want love from
People that I want help from
People that I want comforting from
People that I want to talk to
So many people are busy
No time
No spare time
No extra time
No free time
No additional time
No more time
No time
All I want
Is love
Is to be cared for
Is for someone to be there for me
Is for someone to love me
Is for someone to truly sincerely want me
All I want
No one
Cares
Loves
Needs
Wants
Talks
No one
I want
A friend
A carer
I’m alone again
I don’t know when this will end
I don’t know how long I can take it
I woke up today
My heart was beating so loud
Like it was taunting me
Saying that I should die
Saying that the sound of my heartbeat makes people cringe
I try to look on the bright side
But is there on anymore?
For the occasional sunset or sunrise there really isn’t a bright side
The person I fell for will never like me back
The people I give love will never truly love me back
The people I comfort will never really comfort me back
Love…
Is it too much to ask to be loved?
Valentine’s Day passed…
I gave my closest friends flowers
So they knew that I loved them
Sincere friendly love
I was hoping maybe, just maybe, someone would get me a flower
Or a Valentine or just something that says “I love you,”
But I didn’t…
They felt guilty about not getting me anything…
I told them it was fine…
Maybe it wasn’t…
And it’s just me being the selfless person I am…
I don’t know….
I just want
Love…
If you could change one thing in the past what would it be?
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If you could meet anyone who would it be?
If you could save any person who would it be?
If you could say “I love you,” to anyone who would it be?
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Hi Guys,
Hi… Yeah so I know I said that these daily posts are going to be stopping, but then something changed my mind…. So I have decided I will do a weekly post. Either on Friday or Saturday….
How are you? Please comment down below… I do like to know… Thank you…
How am I? Physically: Sore Mentally: Exhausted
My physical state is just sore… I am completely exhausted… I didn’t get a lot of sleep this week… I had a lot of exhausting mental/physical break downs and about a panic attack a day… So go […]
I claw at the mental door of pain, blocking me from happiness
I scream out, hoping that maybe, just maybe, someone would hear me
I don’t give up, I scream and yell, I yell, “HELP I’M TRAPPED! PLEASE HELP!”
But alas no one can hear me even if someone did they wouldn’t help me nor would they care.
I sob until I drown myself with my own tears and hurt myself with my own pain
I try to pry the door open, to see just a sliver of light, just a sliver of the bright happiness I once knew
I desperately try to find something, or […]
Why do I even try to befriend people?
Why do I even try my best to feel loved?
Why do I even try to find people who might care for me?
Why do I even try to hope that someday I will find love?
Why do I even try to stop myself from thinking about suicide?
All I do when I befriend people is hurt them.
All I do when I try to feel loved is get hurt.
All I do when I try to find people who might care for me is to feel useless and unwanted.
All I do when I try to hope […]
For me Valentine’s day is a day which I love. Why? Because I, myself can give out love. Can make the people around me know that I truly love them. That I’m here for them no matter what. That I will help them. That we will fight together on any issue they have. But in a way I hate it. Why? Because all I want is to be loved. Loved by someone who won’t break my heart. Loved by someone who will help me through this. Loved my someone. Just loved. Is that too much to ask for? It’s all I ever […]
These daily posts are officially stopping. I am now officially not doing the Day ___ things… It’s just causing more people to worry about me… So more people to hurt when I say my final goodbye… I don’t know how frequent I will post… So… Goodbye?
I just want a Prince charming
or even someone that isn’t harming.
Just someone to ten my heart
and someone to stop me from tearing apart.
I don’t want a tiara or a crown.
Just some happiness when I’m down
or just a smile on their face
But I know that’s not the case
Someone that will trust me
And someone who will believe me
Someone to share a genuine a smile
To comfort me all the while
A person who doesn’t care about my past.
A relationship that I know will last
A person that understands me
And expects me to just be me.
The only reason I haven’t killed myself yet is because I don’t want to hurt anyone but the reason I want to kill myself is because everyone is hurting me.
You’re the one that I love
And I’m saying goodbye
Alright guys… This might be my last post… Am I dying? Maybe. Am I going to kill myself? Maybe.
All you need to know is I am stopping with posting things. Why? Because. People are starting to worry about me. People are starting to care about me. That’s more people that will be hurt when I go. That’s more people that will be in pain when I leave. So… I guess this is a goodbye in it’s own way… I guess I shouldn’t say goodbye… More like. Talk to you soon….
la mort est belle
présenter dans les ténèbres
présenter dans l’abîme noir
présenter dans le néant
la mort est inconnue
essayer de rejoindre
essayer d’obtenir de l’aide
essayer de parler aux gens
la mort est un adieu
dire au revoir
rien que des mensonges
alors qu’ils réalisent
la mort n’est pas comme la vie
“la vie est courte”
que si vous le faites à court
peut-être je vais raccourcir la mine
la mort est étonnant
son évasion, oui permanent
mais est une évasion
un au revoir attristant que
death is beautiful
submit into the darkness
submit into the black abyss
submit into the nothingness
death is unknown
I have a plan.
I have a date.
I have the materials.
All I need is the courage.
Reaching out
Is difficult
Getting help
Is difficult
Why?
You ask.
I don’t know.
I reply.
Sitting there
Just talking
A serious
Solemn talk
Why?
They ask.
I don’t know.
I reply.
Talking about
Things like
My feelings
My thoughts
Why?
He asks.
I don’t know.
I reply.
A silence
A terrible
Tension filled
Dark silence.
Why?
She asks.
I don’t know.
I reply.
They stare
At me
With bewilderment
Surprised faces
Why?
All of them ask.
Because
I reply.
Everything I do is wrong
I, my life perspective is “bad”
I befriend “bad” people
I listen to “bad” music
I do things “wrong”
I dress “wrong”
I talk “wrong”
Everything I do is wrong
The way how I live is wrong
The way how I care for people is wrong
The way how I worry about people is wrong
Why?
Why is it wrong?
Why can people not accept that who I am is who I am?
Everything I do is wrong
I am a mistake
I am not supposed to live
I am not supposed to be here
Let It Go
Let her go
Let me go…
numb
is how i feel
broken
is what i am
pained
is how i am
lonely
is what i feel
LetItGo
is who i am