someone said we are all destined for greatness
then why is the world this why today
wouldn’t they have realized they were
“destined for greatness”
looking deeper into the meaning of the phrase
we are all destined to be the greatness of our capability
she could not help that she was brought up into a family with enough money for one school outfit
though no one knew she had the voice of an angel and could be a famous singer
but instead she died at 19 in gang shooting
he was not a piano prodigy
his parents paid for the countless hours of practice so […]
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Countless Hours
I have spent countless hours staring at this gun, familiarizing myself with it. I dare say I know it intimately, how much it weighs empty vs with a full cylinder how much force it takes to for the hammer to start to draw back and everything.
I often hold it to my temple, and in my mouth dry firing it. Practicing for the real thing, I have removed the front sight on it making it more comfortable in my mouth.
When I first started doing this I would jump everytime I heard the empty click, I don’t anymore. I can now pick up the gun […]
the warm fuzzy feeling i had last week didn’t last too long. the feeling that maybe life isn’t such a bad thing and maybe there was hope for the future. my talent for self sabotage rears its head again. it is a talent rooted in self protection. always waiting for the other shoe to drop. no good deed goes unpunished so to speak. if i feel good about myself and life karma always seems to find a way to kick me in the ass. i tell you god is one twisted mofo. but as i am constantly reminded i am still here. can’t be all […]
Apparently I’m not supposed to post hateful or mean things here. Well , my hate isn’t directed at random people on this site. Am I allowed to hate the people I know? Do I even hate them? I’m sick of them certainly , they bore me. Am I allowed to ramble on like this? I quite like it. So here’s my deal. I don’t like life , I don’t like people , that’s certainly nothing new , everybody’s heard that a billion times I bet. But you see , I really don’t like people . I pity them . Watching all of these little people run around […]
I’ve been battling with depression my whole life. I got on anti-depressants when I was about 13, but I caught a lot of flack from my dad’s side of the family so I stopped. I continued struggling until I was about 18 and decided to get back on the pills. It seemed better at first, then it got worse. I was contemplating suicide at least once a week. It was getting to the point where if something in my day went wrong, I would have mini breakdowns in my room. I would cry and curl into a ball and wish horrible things upon myself. I told my […]
to die. So I’m pretty sure I’m done I am very serious but can’t become 100% certain. I can’t function around people, I have been deeply depressed for around 7 years, My motivation in life is to hurt those who hurt me nothing more and nothing less. I have no real goals or dreams in life, I have been on alot of medication, tried everything, have no reason to live and am almost sure I am incapable of love or happiness or even being content. I don’t want to live in any society and I wont do anything I don’t want to. I don’t want […]