Why is it that I always ruin everything? It’s like I can’t appreciate any good in my life. I’ve only ever had one boyfriend that I’ve truly felt love, and I managed to completely fuck that up. I always get this feeling when I’m with someone long enough that I’m ‘better’ than them, not that I even like myself anyway. It’s a curse and it ruins everything but there’s nothing I can do to stop it.
I’m a disgusting person who can’t make and keep friends and the one friend I have, must be a saint for being there for me (not that we regularly […]
A stranger approached me the other day. It was the early hours of the morning and my partner and I were standing outside a takeaway, waiting for our food.
The stanger tapped me on the shoulder, to get my attention and looked me right in the eye.
“You’re not right”, he said, after examining my face.
He spat at me while he quickly stormed off.
I’ve always thought I’ve been a little bit of an ‘outsider’ but my god, this changed me. Ever since, I’ve noticed people look at me the same way when I pass them in the street.
What do they see?
Hello, whoever uses this site.
A few years ago, I used to post here. Sometimes quite regularly. I’m sat by myself in an empty room, and something possessed me to re-read all my old posts and I thought, why not update my life a little. I’m sure all the people who used this site when I did are gone, maybe even dead. But I do hope that there are still people here.
It’s been almost 2 years and one of the main changes in myself, is that I am appalling at explaining my feelings and emotions now. I am slightly jealous of my old selfs […]
He thinks I’m interesting and have so many secrets hidden behind me eyes, but I don’t. I wish I did.
He knows I’ve got a story, and thinks I’m dying to share it with him, but I never ever will.
Why does he bother playing games with my head, when he knows that my mind is too fucked to even care?
He thinks he understands me, but there’s nothing to understand.
I watch, with dry eyes, as my freedom, my one true escape from despair, burns before me. The fire roars and crackles, spitting out white sparks wildly and furiously. I feel my eyes turn pink and my skin dry and tighten as the remaining happiness lifts from my body, like the heat rises from the flame. I try to grasp my freedom, and save it from the torturous fire but my fingers blister and burn with the slightest touch.
Why must this happen to us? Instead of being strong and fighting for my freedom, like the majority of others, I give up after the first […]
I have now concluded the first chapter of my short, indecisive life. The gates to all the winding paths, that had once been closed off to me, have been destroyed and now just their ruins remain isolated in my memory.
Only my body has the power and strength to take me where I am destined to travel. My mind is forbidden to make any more choices. I will not let myself depend on anything but the simplicities of life and the natural beauty of the untouched and untainted wonders.
I now walk whatever path I happen to find myself on, without any pretentious guidance and […]
Well, I haven’t made a post on here in a very long time. A change I’ve noticed about this site is that not many people make comments on other peoples posts anymore, which is a shame but okay. Anyway, I like to come on here sometimes just to see what people share about themselves. I am quite intersted in human emotions and feelings and a lot of you people on here are more similar than you might think.
But I’m actually here to talk about myself.
And I honestly don’t mind if no one can be bothered to read this. I just feel like I have […]
I think I’m going to end it soon.
Hahahahahahaha Just got cheated on.
I’ve been on this site for a few months now. I haven’t made many posts, but I’ve been reading posts everyday. I know it’s a little late, but I’ve decided to introduce myself.
I don’t want to share my gender because I do not want to be judged. I know it’s sounds pathetic, but I don’t really care.
I’ve been depressed for a while and it all started when I was very young. I’ve never been on medication or been in a Mental home, but I’ve been in therapy for a long time. everyone thinks I’m recovering now, but I’m really not sure. It’s hard […]