I don’t understand how someone with so much love in their heart can kill someone so young. I don’t get it.
But I have a question for all of you:
If you have had a family member or a friend or lover that was a murderer, do you still love them, or hate them for the crime they have committed? Or do you hate the crime they committed and still love them? I would like to know. I know it is personal, but I am at a loss for words at what has happened and need to know I am not […]
“Are you OK?”
I get asked it often, nowadays:
During lunch, sitting alone in an empty hallway, my face in my hands. Well, what is the answer?
I’ve come to realize that though I strongly DISLIKE getting asked the question, I know that the people who take their time to inquire about my feelings/ well-being are the nicest, kindest people- even if they genuinely don’t care, they still ask. And their asking helps me remember where I am and to keep […]
A good life – or – a peaceful death
A million dollars – or – for your life to end
The greatest love – or – an end to your life
Happiness – or – eternal peace in heaven
Just curious how badly does everyone wanna die?
If a genie came to you with one wish what would you choose?
To live life in the best possible way or to die in the best possible way
What would it take for you all to live more than you want to die?
I ask this question because honestly I cannot answer it myself
I am currently sitting around, midnight close, waiting for…
Well what?
I have nothing more to do but lie here reading other people’s life stories.
But lying down next to loneliness makes me write this message.
I don’t know what will come out of the following post, but I’m merely letting my fingers wander on the keyboard, awaiting whatever question is suddenly formed.
Perhaps this is a start:
How many of you felt depressed as a teenager (as I am one myself), and the situation never has changed, up to this date?
That you’re still constantly burdened with the same unending sadness from years ago, that still haunts you?
That you have yet […]
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“Perfume was first created to mask the stench of foul and offensive odors…
Spices and bold flavorings were created to mask the taste of putrid and rotting meat…
What then was music created for?
Was it to drown out the voices of others, or the voices within ourselves?
Today at work it is a casual attire day, so I wore my To Be or Not To Be soliloquy sweater. We had a client come in and our receptionist is on holiday, so I am the backup, and I am to greet and take care of the few clients that come in on New Years Eve. They saw my sweater and proceeded to ask if I had it memorized.
Is that the point of it, though? To be simply memorized? To be able to vomit up the words upon request? Why not ask me what it means? Why doesn’t the real point of it matter? […]
I’m going to keep this short, sweet, and unrelated to the norm. I want to write, and normally I don’t ask if it’s a good or bad idea. I generally just do it and say fuck the consequences, but this time is a little different. As you all can guess, it’s about a girl, and it’s complicated. First, a little update on how romance has been going in my life. The girl that has caused me so much sorrow and heartache has officially been given up on, and I have moved on. Now that’s out of the way, straight to why this shit be complicated […]
Just a dumb rant for the day.
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What do you call a person who doesn’t care whether there is a god or not ? Like I don’t even ask this question to myself anymore because the answer wouldn’t influence our existence.
Nothing is impossible but we are still too primitive to understand the concept of a god.
can we call it “Idontcareismus” ?
Has anyone got an idea where one might find 3 witnesses to sign a will? Assume freinds and family are out of the question due to obvious suspicion.
It’s so hard for me to answer questions people ask me. Like just general questions. It’s either because I honestly don’t know or I don’t know if I should tell someone the truth or come up with a lie.
Q: “How’s work going?” Lie: It’s good. Thinking: I’d rather die than continue going there everyday.
Q: “How’s life treating you?” L: No complaints here. You? T: It’s treating me like a worthless piece of shit and I really don’t care how awesome yours is.
Q: “How are you today?” L: I’m great! T: I’d rather I hadn’t seen today, honestly.
Q: “How are you feeling?” L: I’m feeling fine. […]
Just one question to anyone who reads this. Am I the only one who sees this world as not beautiful with us on it? I think if every human was gone this world could be beautiful again…
Alrighly loves, so this is a field I have NO experience in; however, after reading many of your posts, I have found many of you love anime! So, the question remains: what is you favorite anime character (and if you don’t watch anime, choose you favorite superhero or actor etc…). Good luck loves!
Okay. I have seen a psychiatrist. He asked me a bunch of question(we still haven’t talked about stuffs though)
So, the conclusion for today is I’ll be taking antidepressant.
So, how does it work? Like, will you be able to stop thinking of death or will it just let me be less negative about things?
Will it change me? I’m feeling a little conflicted about this. I feel like if I kill this part of me, I’ll die somehow. I’ve been living with this for like 11 years now. Since I was 6. And well, suddenly killing it is… I […]
Be like the river and flow
Be like the mountain and stand tall
Be like the grass gentle and soft
Be like the wind fierce and fearless
Be like this and be who you are and never question it.
Those who tell you otherwise have no room to judge
You are strong, kind, and beautiful like nature.
Never forget that about yourself
And remember no matter who you are and thou I may not ever know you…
I think the world is a wonderful place because you are here.
I have a question for those who suffer from social anxiety or variations of such. My question is a matter of how the world is seen to you, through your eyes. For me I want to lay in bed with my eyes closed, alone in my thoughts. I prefer to have someone that I know in the background but they remain just that, in the background. I tend to be aloof though I don’t mean to be… walking around the house can seem overwhelming at times, there is simply too much information. On that front, the world is data to me and I’m […]
when the time comes, I have decided that I want to be creamated. Would any of you like to have some of my ashes? I’m gonna give most to my far away sweetheart and my aunt. I’d like to also give some to the people in here thst gave the most support.
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