This has got to be fucking said! All this don’t compare lives and luck. Don’t compare pain. FUCK YOU. I take it all and more and I stand up and take the rest. My life is a mess and there are people who feel so much pain that your pain is joy. I and when I ask for help with out sex or a relationship attached I’m “using” someone who is a friend. A spoiled lucky friend. Isn’t that what friends do for friends? Help when they are desperate for it. Â We are not any friends no one ever is “I’m still your friend” just […]
I don’t know what the point of living is.
What aspirations I have are hopelessly out of reach.
I might be able to make progress towards them, but I’ll never get there.
I will be alone for the remainder of my life.
Mostly by my own choice.
I have nothing to offer anyone.
At best, I’m wasting time until the end.
Whenever that may be.
It always comes down to self-worth, doesn’t it?
Romance, significant others, employment, domestic life.
It’s all about self-perception, and worth.
I’m looking at another ten years to get back on my feet, at least.
That’s a long time.
I don’t […]
I hate myself and I wish I’d never have been born. That’s easier than say “I hate myself and I want to die”. Ok, I do, but wishing never been born it’s…better, I guess. I’m very angry. I want to keep visiting this sites and talking about my problems but, what problems? My life have been really common and good and I don’t suffer, I just think that but there’s people who are really broken and need to be fixed. I think I won’t visit this site again because I want to die, I’m sad and all that but I’m just not like you, I […]
I cannot find any words to release my emotion or talk to someone. Suffocated , aching, heavy,hurt. Non words seem to be sufficient in desccribing this so war do i do?
Them days where your just depressed and aggravated all day.
By everyone, and everything.
The days where you just want to be alone, all day.
The days when you just want to break down and cry.
But you don’t know why.
One of them days when you want to cut and cut and cut.
One of them days where dying just seems so right.
One of them days for me today </3
~Who I am, for the time being~
Hello, I’m AemsTheHero, I’m 15 years old and I’m pansexual. I’m 5’4″-5’6″ ft tall. I’m around 110-125 lbs. My biological father no longer lives with me, Â I live with my mom’s boyfriend and my mother. I have a 19 year old sister, and a step-sister. I have two brothers, a younger and an older one. I’m not going to lie to you guys. ( My brothers aren’t by blood, but they are still my brothers, you’ll see why soon.). I have a /new/ young step-sister, older step-sister, and new younger step-brother. I’m not like normal girls, I’m quite unique […]
yeah opposites i know. but maybe thats not a bad thing???? i got my life in control right now. i do. sure my family is still a bit outa line (understatement) but I know how to have fun…i fuck off when my family pisses me off..sure ive turned into quite a ***** but as long as im having fun with my friends I DONT CARE! god in school im the worst i bad mouth teachers at any given moment may it be behind their back or to their face i still find it fucking hilarious. i NEVER EVER BULLY! im not like that..but i am […]
Hi
Im 21 I’ve never used a site like this before but things have happened in my life that I have had no support for
I’ll start with the story of when my mum and dad broke up (and I know what your thinking it happens to everyone) but this is when my spiral into depression started. I remember the day it all really kicked off, just a few hours after they broke it to us. I’ll explain that I have an older brother and sister that have a different dad, I share mine with my younger brother. Anyway back to that night, I just remember hearing […]
I literally can’t believe how susceptible I am to depression. It fucks off when it wants, leaving me reeling from the effects, and then suddenly comes back just as quick. I overdosed at the start of this year but that was just a cry for help, i took a taxi to the hospital and stayed the night in a ward full of old dead people. After that i felt better, it was like I’d managed to gain some clarity on my situation, like I’d put my life into perspective. Then the depression started to eat away at me again from the inside and now I’m […]
why bother to live another day knowing you are one step closer to death?
why bother to make yourself happy knowing it will end?
why bother to fall in love?
why bother to live another day?
Why is it that some people are sane and others are insane?
Feelings is what HE gave us to know we are human.
But whats the point of feeling if it will just end?
Look Beyond the appearance,
She may look happy, but look beyond that.
he may look like a “player”, but look beyond that.
she may look like a *****, but look beyond that.
he may look like he doesnt care, but look beyond that.
~people are not always as they seem.~
that girl may be crying herself to sleep everynight.
that guy just doesnt know how to love, because he was abused all his life.
that girl has trust issues, she doesnt let anybody in and sticks up for herself.
that guy cares, he cares alot…but if he lets that emotional wall down, he’ll be called a loser.
~things are not always as they seem. so […]
My friend  told me this today
You know your beautiful right? Even with the scars on your body and heart. I’ve never met anyone more beautiful or as  strong as you.Â
The reason I’m sharing this is because I think that everyone has there own beauty and there own strength.
So stay beautiful people!!!!
I laugh at people when they say love exists. I laugh at people when they say they love someone. I laugh at people when they say they’re good hearted. I laugh at optimists. I laugh at heaven. I laugh at people when they say everything is going to be alright.
God is a joke. He puts us here to pass a test while i don’t want to fucking participate. Then he will put the believers in heaven and non and other believers in hell.
Well god, fuck you.
I believe in hell, satan and in everything that’s evil. I would love to brutally murder someone with a knife. […]
Priority 1: Self preservation
Priority 2: Reproduce
This is what we are taught, but it’s not what I see. People give their lives in the pursuit of acceptance or due to lack of it. Would this not mean that there’s a successor to self preservation? Suicide cults, military, suicide bombers all willing to give their lives. The Asch experiment on conformity proves that we’ll sacrifice what we know is right, in order to “fit in”. It is my belief that the Asch experiment only scratched the surface of what we will do, in order to be accepted by the ones we wish to emulate.
Priority 1: Acceptance
Priority 2: […]
A lot has changed since I last wrote on here. I’m no longer happy, I’m right back where I was, even worse maybe. My ex-best friend threatened me, saying he’d tell everyone that my mom’s a drunk and abuses me, when she isn’t a drunk, and she has never abused me in my life. I haven’t gone to school in two days, in fear of seeing him. I’d rather run away from my problems, than face them and that is something I’m not proud of. The worst part of this all, is I did this to myself. I didn’t need to be his best friend, […]
Every breath
we’ve lost our game
Are we undead?
let me go ahead
Drain your heart, drain your veins
no love means no pain
I drink bleach and anesthesia
injections of kisses and magnesia
I need a clue
the signal of the truth
cowards are unhappy
smells like nappies
Because of my empathy
thanks to my human side
that’s why I’m burning your eyes
don’t want you to feel that cold inside
It’s beautiful, the red,
dripping down my arm.
Joining and splitting,
like a river with many divides.
It’s all I see.
No matter where I look,
it’s there.
The beautiful red.
It seeps down through the water,
turning the light blue into a dark, dark pink.
My life’s pain and worries slipping away.
Finally it stops.
And I clean it.
Then another dream of nightmares comes into reality.
And everything starts over.
I haven’t done any of this lately, since my last razor died. Â But I was thinking about it again today, so I’m posting this poem I wrote in September last year because it reflects […]
This seriously sucks. I can’t find a job, every where in Virginia wants their employees to have a driver’s license (I grew up elsewhere where I didn’t need one), so here I am stuck. It costs too much to take a driver’s course. I need a job to take a driver’s course. And a job wont hire me because I don’t have a license. My time in living in this house is coming up. And I am really scared and really depressed. I have no way out, and I thought well maybe I could get rid of all my stuff and live this damn state. […]
havent been here in a while.. so lately ive been so tired, but ive been oversleeping. getting hours and hours of sleep and im still extremley tired. Could this have anything to do with my being depressed?