that it reley im don here fuck this i give up you win i dont whant to be here ill drink my self in to a oblivean on schtish wisckey of dart moor beer mmmm so yer that me no frends and well not careing i youst to help people you know i loveds it now i get greef im 16 and i feel like im 100 iv know more bout life that i would have you belev im smart but still in the botum streem in school i did pre traning for the paras iv whatch two of my frends kill them selfs in freont of […]
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Broken Toys
the deepis thorts of mine are just so well fuckt up cant some one be the sergun and cut the infectid part of my sole out i whant some one to shoot the guy in my head i whant to be free i whant to live not be like this imagen if some one stumbulld in to are world and saw the truth if thay feelt the pane we do woud thay be abel to take it are we stronger cos of the pane we feel i whant to think that imagen if some one did thow wecom to the iland of broken toys all […]
Hello there, The angel from my nightmare, The shadow in the background of the morgue….
by Nat....
written by Nat....
I have breakdowns. Because I have mental health problems. And these breakdowns are quite possibly some of the scariest things I have to endure. I don’t get a choice, They can happen at random. And yeah, Sometimes I want support.. So I attention seek. But considering at all other times all I am trying to do is make others happy, I thought people would be able to let that go.. But no.
I’m fucking sick of this. The world is a cruel selfish *****, Just like me probably. I know most of you have thought that before.. I wanted to stick around for the good things […]