I found my dadas vodaks and i drunk it drunk it all up. Like the bigger man supossed to be. Hahahahhha, what a *****. he deruves it for lying to me. Don mess with da drugs. i think i did it to stop he from drinking it heself but i cant really focus right mow. meow meow meow. i ment to say now. you know what? being drunk isnt as great as people say. i knocked my lamp over and it cut me. cutting is waaaay butter. and i don know hich site im on but it seems kind of nice. its all purple. I think i […]
TheNoNamer
TheNoNamer
I guess I should probably tell you a bit about myself. I am 12 years old (physically), I'd say 29 for mental age ;). I have a horrific amount of self-hate. I cut sometimes, but it's just with needles now. I am very talented in art, or so I'm told. I am also told that I am pretty (hah). I have one friend, the rest just don't see me as me (if that makes any sense). My friend is really busy most of the time ( I hope) so I don't really have anybody to talk to. I am not close to my parents at all, my younger siblings don't know a thing and my cousins, aunts. uncles etc. don't know either so i don't have much family support. I get jealous really easy, but I deal with it somehow. I came here hoping to find people who understand, and help people if I get the chance. I just want to feel like a good person for once, and start over in a way. I have been told that I'm a good counceler (I swear I spelt a bunch of these words wrong) without all the know-it-all attitude. Ever compassionate, TheNoNamer
So at school, it’s as bad as usual. The guys keep looking at me like I’m emo/goth. The girls are as judgemental and narrow-minded as usual. I don’t mind them. but oh my friggin gawd the grades. I’m far from being stupid, at least until it comes to math. The teachers only make it worse. I am only twelve but I am really stressed out. I was sick for like 3 days in school, and I have a project due on Mon. and I haven’t come close to finishing it. It must sound pretty pathetic that out of all things I’m complaning about my grades, […]
So someone I know is on a strict no-alchol diet, its been a few months and I thought things were gonna be different. I thought wrong. I found a vodka bottle under her bed, after I kicked one of my shoes under there. I brought it up to her, she said that’s not for me. I said yeah its not. She tried to bargaining with me to keep quiet. I turned them away, I pitied her. Now I feel like cutting, I only use needles now. I was doing so well, I just can’t help but feel it’s the right thing to do. I want to […]
This is the note that I wrote to everybody I know, I planed to die by pills. I planned it on my birthday, I just couldn’t take being called fugly, fat, disgusting. I was called that so much that I began to believe that it was true, and I no longer thought anybody cared or that I would be better off dead. I was dead…….dead wrong, my only friend came over to wish me happy birthday and made me spit out all the pills, after that she started crying and I felt so guilty I started to cry too, which I haven’t done in 10 […]
So it’s basically 2013 and I give up on those new years resolution. I know I won’t follow them, and if I do it won’t last. I know the number one thing is to stop hating myself and I just can’t, not alone. Number two on my list is to get more friends, REAL friends. I hate it when people tell me to be more social, if people don’t want to hang out then I won’t hang out with them. Number 3 is to stop my habits, including cuttting. Why I hate my self is because I started comparing myself to how I […]