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Realization

Tale of a sad girl….

by Missunderstood0307 2/9/2012

written by Missunderstood0307

I sit here hating myself for being myself. I try everyday to live to be happy, but nothing ever works. The realization of the fact that the one person you love so much will never love you back torments me and leaves me unable to move. I pray for the torment to end.

He says I don’t try enough and he gets mad at me. But I know not what to do. I do what anyone deeply in love does when they are hurt by the one they love…I cry. I cry a river that turns into an ocean. My bloody tears mean nothing anymore because […]

2/9/2012 6 comments

Just a poem about nothing.

by Jimmy62 2/9/2012

written by Jimmy62

Iâ€™ve felt a change in my emotions lately
A realization
Or
Maybe Iâ€™m just remembering.
Coming down from my dillusion
Back into reality.
But more lucid this time around.
Bitterness does not form
Yet happiness is still ages away
Basically a myth now.
These moments when every emotion
Has disappeared completely by reaching its peak
The most anyone could ever feel
Any emotion
Name one.
I can.
Rage.
Enraged.
The feeling of wanting to create a homicidal storm
Or at least stick nails into my own veins
Either way there will be blood
Donâ€™t talk to me for a while
Donâ€™t look at me without […]

2/9/2012 3 comments

If Tomorrow Never Comes

by Siren 2/8/2012

written by Siren

I have an obsession with darkness. In the dark or at night there is a calmness. Something you can’t see or touch. But it is there. Of course nights are also filled with pain. With the realization that the loneliness is never ending. I sometimes dread the night. Knowing I will be forever alone. Lost in the darkness. No comfort. No solutions. Just lost and alone throughout eternity. This isn’t a life. This is a curse.

2/8/2012 1 comment

They want me to die, but I am afraid

by me123456 2/8/2012

written by me123456

Can’t bear the pain of being so despised, by the people I need to give me strength. Antidepressants don’t work, have been taking them for years. I get admitted to hospital, and get pumped full of drugs, I am ok for while but then, again I am kicked down into the hole for another year. They tell me I’m being indulgent, but I just want to hide from the world. Have become a hermit, can’t eat, can’t sleep, can’t drive or go to the shop. 15 years in the hole is unbearable. I don’t believe it’s a medical issue, but the only response to the […]

2/8/2012 1 comment

I have a love/hate relationship with Metal Slimes.

by Aki 1/18/2012

written by Aki

So, I’ve set the date on the 31st of January. I thought that it would give me ample time to do the things I still want to do like play, watch, eat, etc. Â However, I ran into a little snag that surprised me. I’m running out of cash, and thus, I probably have a two or three days worth of takeout left. So annoying.Â Of course, I could always go out to the cash machine down the street, but get real. I’m a recluse who hasn’t set foot outside my flat for months. I haven’t even taken out five months worth of garbage, so you can […]

1/18/2012 1 comment

Pain, never-ending suffering.

by Diamondonalandmine 1/7/2012

written by Diamondonalandmine

It’s been so long.

Yet here I am, back where I started.

I can’t believe that a person could say this to me, with the knowledge that my brother is austistic…

“Respecting retards isn’t respectful. putting them out of their misery and doing them a favor, however… is.”

With that one sentence; that person has hurt me in every way possible.

He could have called me every name in the book: whore, dyke, ****, slut, *****, etc. and I wouldn’t have cared.

But having the balls to say that to me…to my brother…someone he doesn’t know….

How could someone say that?

How can they sleep at night knowing that by saying that they […]

1/7/2012 6 comments

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