Don’t know why I’m posting on this. I’m just tiered of being tiered I’ve got zero friends and I’m too stupid to do anything special with my life. I’m ok with being a loser, but I’m tiered of it, I’m tiered of having the same conversations in my head, and I’m tiered of people just ignoring me. I’ve never had anything good happen to me before and I’m not hoping that something good will happen cause I feel like I’m meant to suffer I guess. I’m not looking for a pity party I’m just so beat from life just hitting me with bad karma or bad luck. I just want one person who’s not family to be with. I have a demeanor now that just wants people to hate me. I prefer to be hated cause at least I know where someone stands. I’m just so pathetic but I don’t care I’ve got no one.
I’m so sick of just waking up to what the world has become now. I’m just a ball of hatred building up it’s sickening that society is so absolutely fucking pathetic. I could die right now and no one would even care. I look at the positive, but their are not many things pleasant to look at. I don’t have friends and am not close to anyone, people are all the same. People honestly disgust me on how they act there is no one decent on this fucking world its just self preservation.
Words cannot describe how much I dislike the people in my life right now who keep contacting me. I ignore them and they keep trying to talk to me. I cannot stand them they always just talk about how their lives are soo much better than mine for Christ sake just fuck off and leave me alone. When I am hanging out with them I never act myself around them, and I end up hating the person I am. I wanna experience new things and try finding people who can understand me more. I wish people could just understand me.
I don’t like my life at all and I’ve accepted the fact that I will always be alone, but I have these dreams sometimes that I have a good life and that I have friends and people who care about me. I hate having those dreams because those dreams give me a glimpse of hope. I don’t think I am supposed to be happy I think that whatever force of nature or God out there wants me to experience pain. When I wake up from my dreams I just wanna cry and just end it all. I feel that if I just didn’t exist anymore than maybe I could have a good life.
Good God life is just so fucking difficult I am so tiered of the same stuff happening in my life I think I am destined to be alone and miserable for the rest of my life. It feels as though that I have to experiecnce soo much bad luck. Nothing good can ever happen to me that’s just the way my life works.Â I wanna talk to someone. I never know what to say at all I posted something like this before, but I just don’t see why I am always alone. I fucking hate the way I am. Could someone please help me I just hate the way I am.
I can’t stand to be around my “friends” their fucking assholes Who don’t talk to me. I don’t talk to them anymore and I honestly don’t have anyone else. I only literally have had those 3 friends and now I’m alone. I have never been good with talking to people and it feels like I’ll never have anyone to talk to. I’ve become a text book loser. I dont have anyone to talk to or guide me. Lately I’ve just really hated life a lot and wish I could just not wake up.
It feels like I’m always alone Â now that college has started. My friend is telling me all of his experiences and how he’s having a good time at his university. My friend has always gotten things his way from girls grades etc. I feel like I can never get things easily Â I get nervous around girls and people. Why is my life so different from his? Why am I like this
I can never be myself around people. Whenever I’m with my best friends I think I’m myself but as soon as I get home from being with them I start to hate myself. They seem to think of me as clown with no life. Throughout my life people have always looked at me like I was pathetic and enable to do anything. I wanna change but whenever I try I can’t, I feel like its to late to do anything in my life. It feels like I have no purpose of being here. I guess I wanna know if I’m a mistake.