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Dissatisfaction

given up on life

by feelingnotsogreat 2/7/2013

written by feelingnotsogreat

my life is one that i have come to consider utterly pointless. i never finished school (due to vicious bullying) so had no qualifications. my depression stopped me from completing collage courses that i have tried three times to do. i am considered unemployable due to my lack of qualifications and experience, so i’ve never had a job.

i cant even get a job scrubbing shit off toilets

so for the past 4 years i have been confined to a house that i share with my partner. i haven’t a friend in the world. (mostly due to the fact that my partner is a jealous shit who […]

2/7/2013 3 comments

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by bbbaron 1/16/2013

written by bbbaron

I am waking up every day not wanting to do anything but sleep. I push myself to do the things I need to do. I remember learning that the key to overcoming depression is to keep on with your routines. I don’t really agree. There is this hollowness that comes with each day, I smile, I laugh, I behave kindly, I turn the other cheek, I maintain composure, I stifle and stifle…

And I feel dead. I come home to my flat and lay down. Sometimes, I’ll watch a show or read. Sometimes, I’ll spend a few minutes sharing pleasantries with a “friend”. Sometimes, I might […]

1/16/2013 3 comments

What Life~the rhetoric statement

by MsRavens 9/5/2012

written by MsRavens

My days don’t do anything but get harder n harder.
I’m not sure if the universe is at fault or I am.
I just know the tangible feeling of hate all to well. Its sooo lovely. Kind of like an aphrodisiac.
I just know for years I have been tasting the salty dissatisfaction of my own tears to the point where crying being extinct. Only to lead to crying feeling needed, strained, feeling, having feeling, much better than an orgasm. No one knows the severity.

9/5/2012 0 comment

When you are bored, you know you are doin’ it wrong.

by imwrongright 2/28/2012

written by imwrongright

And boy, BOY am I doing it wrong.

I have no traumatic past, troubling future (at least in anyone else’s view), or any of these other socially acceptable reasons for despair. I grew up with a normal family, normal income, normal everything. I really have nothing to complain about in my past. But, holy shit that’s what sucks. I am fucking bored out of my mind with everything. Everything is so bland, unappealing, status quo, daily grind.

So, obviously it’s not particularly anybody’s fault for my current predicament, except for myself. But that’s the funny thing. I readily accept the fact that I have driven my […]

2/28/2012 2 comments