World is crazy
Not always bothered about us
Humans animals
Today is a lonely day for me
Sitting in the gallows of shadow
This is the type of day I call for knife
My friend
Listening to sad song
That express my sorrow and loneliness
I make one cut second and than third
And i sit bleeding
Reflecting on my life
Trying to figure out the meaning
Life
Death
What’s the point of it
As the day ends
I give my life another chance
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If this is the only life that we are going to live through, and our only chance at happiness, isn’t it a bit worth sharing emotions and passions to the point that it becomes awkward? Isn’t that what being a human is all about?
My trouble with relationships is the mundane. Fuck the weather. Fuck sports. Fuck fashion. Fuck Hollywood. I’d rather talk about us and the silly memories that we’ve been through, and, of course, the bad ones too. Others in my life, however, do they desire these relationships like I do?
I yearn for passionate relationships but get stuck when someone tells […]
I’m new to this so I don’t really know how to start out but I guess I will try my best. All my life I’ve delt with hardships but who hasn’t? My parent were divorced when I was 6, my father was a drunk, my mother was a partier. An when they decided to split it wasn’t peaceful. They didn’t care about us kids they just cared about the money that came with the kids. And this is still going on till this day, I’m almost 22 now. It’s hard going through life knowing money is always more important than your life. And I’ve had […]
Around last year, 7th grade, I started feeling depressed for no reason. I was crying every day and getting suicidal thoughts. My mother got me tested and we found out I have depression. I have switched medicines I think 3 times now. Lately I have stopped taking my medicine and I have been feeling better, but tonight I fell asleep or something and woke up with my internet pulled up with “can I overdose on celexa” in the search bar. I started crying. I still haven’t stopped. I thought about it and I’m actually thinking about what it would be like if I did kill […]
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