I made friends with this amazing guy 2 years ago, I can’t even understand how or why?! I am such a crappy person sometimes and he accepts me. When I say he accepts me I mean in every single way you can think of. He has seen me with no make up hair a mess, clothes a mess. He has put up with me even when I lash out at him because I’m angry. He’s seen all sides of me and still stays in my life, I’ve called him crying and he listens to me and gives me advice. Granted we had a set back […]
I swear that even the fucking teachers here are trying to make my life miserable on purpose. The one time I actually find a place where I can sit at lunch where no one can mess with me I’m of fucking course not allowed to be there.
Getting drunk again.. What a surprise.. I should be ashamed. Im a mess. Im a complete dumb ass. Im Pathetic. And worst of all im alive.
All I want is some peace of mind. And I can’t even do it. Im scared of killing myself. Id probably mess it up if i did try! Life hurts every waking moment. Im stuck, I’m forever hurting, crying, dying to live!
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For anyone who has manic depression like I do… Or bipolar you know is a complete mess . Well depression is a huge mess honestly . Love this song. Makes me wish I lived back in the days to see him.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5C1a74UwynE
I never said that I wanted a thing
I never said that I wanted a thing
But everything you asked of me
I never said no to anything
Now everyone advises
I should be taking their advice
‘Cause everything you asked of me
I never said no to anything
And every night I’m a giant mess
We all know that you can’t come home
To a giant mess
So pick the scabs off all your wounds
Until you find the one that’s me
My brittle bones have seen me through
21 turns to 22
isn t it enough we suffer every second because of depression or other things that mess up with our brain?
My life is literally one huge fucking mess. I have no direction whatsoever, I can’t decide for the life of me what I even want to do with this shitty life of mine. I’m a walking contradiction, I can never make any fucking decisions, probably because I can never visualise a positive outcome of any situation ever because my life is so fucking shit. Nothing at all makes me happy, I have no fucking hobbies because I’m too much of a lazy coward to ever put my mind to anything. I have a shitty, dead end retail job which makes my hate my pathetic life […]
Why does have to go down this road
Wasn’t it suppose to be full of happiness??
Nope, just fucked up people doing fucked up shit
Not giving a fuck if anything happens
All they care about is themselves
Amused by your own pain
They don’t know
They don’t care
Why should they mess with feelings like that?
God, take me out of this world
Can i be somewhere else?
Why am i feeling this way
Do you every feel like no matter what you do it’s mess up and no matter how hard you try things are still a mess? I couldn’t be anymore depressed than I al am
It’s a typical question I’m normally asked. I normally say nothing. But wanna know the truth? I don’t know what’s wrong. I honestly don’t. I could be completely happy then boom. I’m a mess. I feel like I’m going to cry 99% and I have no clue why. I constantly feel like shit and for once I just want to be happy and stay happy. But something always ruins my mood and I have no clue what it is. For some reason I can’t stay happy.
i war with myself constantly, going from extreme highs to lowly lows. I don’t know what to do, I always over react and I always make mistakes, I’m like a sporadic pendulumI swing from doing what’s right and what’s wrong so quickly. my life’s a mess.in the long run I think I’m going to get a truck and I’m going to do some traveling probably go from one corner of the Americas to the other. and in the end of find a nice quiet and beautiful place then I will remove my stained from humanity. in the end I guess nothing was worth it, we […]
I am having a hard time… I am going through a horrible break up with the person I loved and I feel hopeless… He’s hurt me so much and I still want him… No matter what… I feel so alone and lost and suicide seems to be a good way out of this mess… I have been through much worse in the past and just want to be safe and okay again but it seems that is never going to happen…
Realizing my future is fucked really messes with my head. Sometimes drawing helps. I like the outcome, but my head’s still a mess. 
Police, paramedics, forensic scientists, none of these will clean a crime scene. If you kill yourself in your home, your body could sit there for some time while investigators rule out murder and/or robbery.
The body makes a huge mess, there is a lot of blood. If you shoot or cut yourself, you will leave a very large mess behind and by the time your premises are cleared to enter, your blood has started to solidify and soak into any dry space.
Like I said, none of those servicemen will clean the scene that you left. Your next of kin is expected to clean the mess, […]
I am a paradox,
I am neither happy
nor I am sad.
I smile at pretty things,
and laugh at funny things.
But late at night I become
a mess of emotions and thoughts
and I wish I could just disappear.
-I’m not sure of the author but I do not own the rights to this poem. I’ve never encountered something that spoke so truthfully to me.
Suicide has been on my mind all day. I can’t focus on anything else. I am a real mess today. I want to just go to sleep and not wake up but I know it’s not that simple.
I don’t care anymore.
I’m in acceptance of what has and will be done to me.
Throw all the bad days at me.
Bubbling Boiling , deep inside.
Waiting praying, to see the light.
Whispered nightmares, a tale within.
One bloodied mess, one last sin.
There’s only one way, to kill that cretin.
Death of it’s master, one way to be beaten.
Let it out, or make them pay.
A sacrifice surely, one i’ll not make.
For we like this realm, Him and I.
So I let him control, my rotted insides.
There’s only one note, I must recall.
I’m that daemon, Which hate’s it all.
He’s my king, as I for Him.
“One bloodied mess, our very last sin”
I have five more days. If I don’t complete the blood oath by then, i’ll lose everything. My wrists are going to […]