This world is like a prison for souls. I believe I have a soul because I felt a deep pain in my chest which is not physical, every time I got upset. I don’t understand this world. I always retain and remember people’s zodiac signs. I feel like many people are fake. I don’t have deep relationships with anyone. I live with my mother and grandmother for the last five or more years and I had many upsets because of them. I also take some pills for mental health over the last ten years but I’ve had many ups and downs daily and many revelations although I’ve lived mostly in the house
Many nights I think about doing it
I kinda want to die, almost. If death was easy it would be easier to off myself
Do you ever feel or know that you’re a big spirit/soul/consciousness that is trapped in a body and you can and would do wonderful things if it wasn’t for all the bad things that are stopping you to achieve your highest goals?
I had a classmate back in highschool who did something bad, nasty to me and even after all these years I can’t forget it and if I’ll ever meet and catch him alone somewhere I’ll fuck him up
A big fuck you to my family and to everybody else. I swear, the people I’ve met are like demons that just want to make my life hard and destroy me and like animals that go into stupid crazy mode
I’m stuck and nobody’s helping
I can’t get used to this loneliness and sadness
I’m afraid of other people too
I feel so lonely. Are you lonely too?
So sad, so lonely, emptiness, consciousness
I don’t want to live but I won’t kill myself at the moment
I’m asking myself why should I keep living.
Now I’m asking other users: Why do you keep living?
Nobody cares if I die. Seriously.
It kinda sucks to not have people in your life that help you make the best life, people who understand your real self, your real problems and help you solve them
My life really sucks
I think that I’m gonna die soon because I’ll get cancer. I’ll have this cancer because of these psychiatric pills I took (and still take) daily for more than ten years
I’m tired of my life, I’m struggling
Why am I me, me? Why are you, you? Why is my life the way it is like it’s a predestined path? Why is yours the way it is? Why do I feel stuck regarding some things and I don’t have people in my life who understand and see things as I do?
I am so fuckin tired and sick of this life, I wonder will it ever change
I feel sad, I feel like shit. Not many reasons to live anymore at the moment.
I wish I had an amazing life like in sci-fi movies