This crap is getting really old. My new boyfriend, the one afore mentioned, turns out to be nothing that i was expecting under pressure.
The story starts on Thursday after school. Im texting him and his ‘best friend’ takes his phone and starts a convo with me like she knows me. Being the polite girl i am, i keep talking to her. She then tells me she has feelings for my bf and so my friend takes my phone and politely tells her(under me) that there needs to be boundaries cuz were dating. This girl starts trippin on me and i leave with my best […]
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Knuckles
I’m about to fucking snap. I’ve been getting so angry lately, like to the point I want to fucking literally killy some one. Usually I can control myu anger but this dumb ***** has pushed me to the fucking point… My Mom wouldn’t help me and go over to her house and talk to that cun’ts mother and that ***** still wants to talk about me. Right Now it hurts to breathe, I’m so fucking angry. I’ve broken everything in my room. My knuckles are bleeding and I can’t take it. I have a whole bottle of benadril right next to me and I’m about […]
I’m at my girlfriends place right now. It’s midnight and she’s asleep. I feel no connection to her at all right now. I hate it when she’s like this. I’m so sexually frustrated I want to scream. I tried bruising my knuckles on a wall earlier, but she hates that, so I took Lorazepam. I think maybe if I just leave her someone might make me feel attractive again, but she deserves more than that really, after all I put her through. Or maybe I am just unattractive, anyway.
I’m so tired right now and I have work tomorrow but I just can’t sleep. I’m thinking […]
Just another day.. typical.. nothing unsual.. just thinking to myself about travis.. ( i dont care. ill put his real name up) I think maybe there still is hope for us..? not for sure.. but i have a feeling that maybe things arent totally over.. we had too deep of a conection.. we understood each other in everything we said and did. morgan (his new girlfriend) cant possible know about his nervous habits. how he cracks his knuckles in a certain way when he is thinking about something, or he is upset. how he bites at his cuticals when hes uncomfortable. how he obsesses with […]
Ok, so this thing called reality that I’m in right now, the reality that used to be completely solid. It doesn’t exist. None of this is real. I will drag my knuckles across concrete walls to try and make a connection. Nothing. I am so close to my dream I can taste it, but I know I will fail and then there will be nothing else and reality will completely cease to exist and I won’t stop screaming.
Since I keep coming back here, I have to throw in my cent and half. I’ve noticed a couple of things, before I go into my horrible depths of self-pity… First, I thought I was the only one who wrote with proper grammar. Gosh, does it sound horrible that I would notice such a thing when I’m low enough to even be on this website? But honestly, I’ve barely known what people were talking about when I’ve read other forums on random things. Please, any grammar dorks on here, go to yahoo! answers with a red pen and you’ll come back satisfied. But I can understand […]