I used to love the night because I could just sleep and forget everything for a while. But now, the silence and the insomnia, it forces me to focus on things I’m trying to forget. Sometimes  I try and figure out how my life spiralled into such a mess.
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I’m tired of this mess that ive made my life. I have been suicidal since my first breakup. All of my relationships have always ended in the girl either cheating or leaving for one reason or another. Its usually the classic “its not you its me” crap. I am a very loving and emotional person and no matter how many women say that is what they are looking for, it is simply not the truth. I just got out of a “relationship” with a girl that i thought was a person i could trust. I should have known better. I was laying in bed with […]
Why do i always make such a mess of everything, best friend yeah she hates my guts right now because of something small i did, , my bf has made me feel im unworthy of love and my parents constantly express their disappointment in me. Everything i try to do i mess up or screws up for me, why should i even bother.
I’m really just tired of living… I constantly mess things up, I have no motivation anymore the only reason I’m still alive is because of music but now a days that doesn’t even help. I’m a constant disappointment to my parents… I’m three years ahead of my actual grade in school. And it’s still not enough. My mother thinks I’m a disappointment just because I listen to rock music and she’s constantly saying how I’m her mess up. I just simply don’t care about life anymore. And I know it would be cruel to my friends and family to do this but it’s the only […]
I always say things I shouldnt and I always mess things up so im just gonna stop talking to people then I cant mess anything up because there is nothing to mess up and ill be alone anyway so no one to hurt when I die
you know how you try to say one thing, but mess up on saying it (or in my case, typing it) and the person who hears it (reads it) gets offended because of what you said? yeah, there now. I already feel bad enough that they took it the wrong way, now he’s calling me an “evil bitchass **** who enjoys his pain”. I don’t even enjoy MY pain. now I feel like shit, just when today wasn’t too bad
But I don’t want to be like them
First of all I don’t want my mess to visible
I don’t want to be a visible mess,Yeah at the time it feels good but when your up there crying like that people think your really fucked up(unless you have something to show,and I don’t) and I party but not like that I party by myself,I love those girls there so pretty and there just like me
I’m tired of people lying
I’m tired of people hurting me
I’m tired of getting caught in this mess
I’m tired of crying
I’m tired of being broken
I’m tired of people breaking me
I’m tired of people saying hurtful things
I’m tired of living
“I felt the Lord begin
to peel off all my skin,
and I felt the weight within,
reveal the bigger mess… that you can’t fix.”
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