swearing helps yr.tolerance for pain physical or emotional explains alot. i love getting my frustrations out through writing. cheryl from wendys yr and old.ugly.masculin twofaced ****. mary who is debatable “nicer” is a crater faced ***** enthusiist who loves grease! she acts all friendly to the customers and then to you shes overcompansatingly mentaly sedistic with her “intimidating manner” s this **** loves being incharge. i sentence her to get her eyes poked out while getting it up the ass by cheryl. these two lowlife useless pussys can rot in hell while going thru what i had to endure […]
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Finally, weekend! I don’t quite know if I really like it or not, but it just sounds nice 😛 Today was a busy day for me, because I went to my grandma. I really didn’t want to, but after long talks with my parents I let myself be persuaded. We went by car, we never do that because she lives like 1,5 Miles away. The reason was that I am afraid to start cycling, because I haven’t in 2 months because of a knee injury. Still we stayed for only half an hour, I really didn’t liked it. All the questions from my grandma like: […]
Whatever it might cost, a look into the future,
Forsaken but not lost,
Nor given in to torture,
Like noises in the wall, no one will notice,
You know you will fall
And drown in misfortune.
Crowned by the doom, you almost see it coming,
To stand or to give up,
You can figure nothing.
Then you retrace your steps, and when the world rejoices
You stumble back and forth,
You’re torn between the choices…
And the disaster gleams, beckoning the reverie
You’re dwelling into dreams
You know astral travelling,
Far away from scorns and senseless agitations
You’re breaking into thorns
Of […]
I don’t know what to do. Life is getting to me. It is supposed to be fun. It is supposed to be something we enjoy. It is supposed to be an adventure. For me it is different. For me it is depressing. For me it is pointless. For me it awful. Nothing has happened to me like abuse or death of a loved one. I am not attention seeking. I am just speaking for the heart. I hate living, I just don’t see the point. We wake up every morning. Force ourselves to get out of bed. Get through the day getting involved in pointless […]
… no one gives a damn, nor should they. No person, ever, should be made to feel as if they should care for the life, happiness or fulfillment of another.
Think of the large march of humanity before you – of the never ending crowds that follow – I am but a single face in a sea. Each of us are focused on his or her own issues; our own petty concerns, frustrations, self-indulgent narcissistic pleas for attention. Let us all sleep at our own leisure. I too am done; and it’s my right to be.
Once conceived in its fullness, the idiocy of the human race […]
i fell in love with this one girl her name was samantha right from the bat i knew she was suicidal but that did not stop me… i thouhgt she could help me escape… she and i were very similar in many ways… people would tell me we were soulmates… we were sappose to die together that was the plan…but i wanted to finish something before i died she had agreed that she would wait for me and she did… little i knew the more she waited the more her pain… our pain grew… i told her to use my body in hwat ever she […]
I… really don’t know what to do. Yesterday, I wrote a post that expressed my desire to no longer live, and yet, I find that something odd is holding me back. Between the wonderful comments yesterday and my family actually being nice to me despite me not even saying much to them, I was actually… happy. I was able to forget about my self- loathing and have a day where people… cared? Such a weird word for me to say. But, I woke up this morning coming down from my high from yesterday- to hear my brother expressing his love for his girlfriend, aka, the […]