So, let’s start this off right, shall we? I suffer from psychosis. Meaning, I suffer from hallucinations on top of my major depressive disorder. These voices are evil creatures. James – The ring leader – wants me dead. Hailey wants others dead. Jimmy – The nice one – left years ago, I’m assuming hallucinations can off themselves too. I’m so sick of hearing from them. And yes, I’m on medication. And again, yes, I have been taking it. I’m so sick of this world. Nothing good comes of it. But god help me if I don’t want to live in this filth encrusted world we […]
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If life is typified by the apple, then at its core festers a great rot that eats it from within. A rot that has been ignored far too long.
I will create a world that is filled with kind people, even if it means I have to be the only monster left.
I do not care whether you are man or woman. I do not care what the colour of your skin is. I do not care what your beliefs are. The instant you step on the life of another, the moment you take advantage of another human being, much less bring them to the brink of […]
I am ashamed to live in this generation. I am ashamed to like in the U.S. I am ashamed to live in this world.
It’s disgusting. Women or men murdering their childern for their own selfish needs. Teenagers getting pregnant just to give the child to their mother to take care of while they go out and party. Grown men attacking teenaged boys and girls because they don’t like the way they dress. Grown women with fucking kids acting like a goddamn child that doesn’t get their way. Or these outrageous standards that most women put for men, or vise-versa.
Teachers raping or molesting their students. Teachers and/or […]
I feel sick with it. Sometimes it’s a big empty whole, sometimes the whole fills with a nausiating meloncholy substance formed of some vile nostalgia. My eyes see only ugliness. A waste land. And my body crawls across it’s filth. Motivated by someone else’s idea of hope. To reach what? perhaps another minute, or better yet a minute left behind. Another moment of agony I’ve put behind me. There are moments of another nature however. I’d say the suffering isn’t worth them, but what the hell. Water is so much better when your thirsty.
“…No Hate”
There’s a few people who are hating me based on something they weren’t there to witness for themselves — they weren’t there, yet they take the word of a woman who is obviously trying to hurt me for how honest I was.
Honesty. I’m brutally honest with everyone I encounter on this forum, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I expect that everyone here is tired of being patronized, bullied, and abused overall by their public. Someone like me should be like a cool breeze on a hot summer day. Not treated like filth. There hasn’t been any evidence of what she claimed […]
I’m sixteen and just recently got caught shoplifting. I’m so stupid. I have one of the highest gpas in my school, play a varsity sport, and successfully take the hardest APs at my school but I threw everything away with this one mistake. My parents blame themselves when it’s all my fault not theirs. They barely make enough to support our family yet I selfishly cost them more so that I can get an attorney in hopes that this won’t remain on my record. If this stays on my record I don’t have any chance of going anywhere in life and all that stress and […]
Tentacool. Tentacruel, was the giant. Sent to take out.
A leech of life, and harborer of filth and poison.
The overlords, of the Atlantis. Come, to save you from Armageddon.
We shall come back, in the next thousand years.
I am here to fight. The world. Lost. Take me to the end.
The doorway. Lord, I don’t think I can make it.
The roadway, or the flyway. Pray, for the last day.
Back to affinity. Life. Today, away from tomorrow.
Tonight, I will grow another hundred years.
Forever. And ever. Will you be the one.
The totem. You are the mystic one.
The world is a dying […]
That moment.
That feeling.
That place.
You can feel yourself…
Alone.
Hot water
Running down your
Face.
Washing away the pain
The hurt
The filth.
The water pressure
Against your back
The feeling of both
Relief and loneliness
Every memory from that day
Running through your mind
Greif in your body
Depressed
The water burning the cuts
That is fresh
Overwhelmed in the moment
A place to be alone.
I want to cut, I want to cut, cut, cut, cut, blood, drip, drop, razor, sharp, blade – My therapist needs to be on call right now, and he needs to stop being a prick. Â Anyways, you probably think I am another whiney teenager… Â Nope I am a bitchy 30 year old nasty **** whore. Â I keep thinking the best way to rid the world of my filth is to jump off that bridge. Â BUT I have done that once and survived injured but alive and pissed off. Â I could just use some words of wisdom or hilarious stupidity right now. Â THANK YOU
Im 19, A few years after I was Born my parents divorced and my mom and I moved away from the big city to a smaller city not to far. The divorced didnt effect me much because I was so young but it showed in my mother and she began to drink a lot.
by the time I was in grade 3 I was very unhappy with life, There was rarely any food to eat in the house and I was in a very abusive relationship with my mother. I was regularly running away from home and staying with my grandmother who lived in the same […]