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Distracting

by JiminyCrispies 3/12/2016

written by JiminyCrispies

I’m sick of being alone. I have no one who I can trust. No one understands what’s going happening. They don’t understand the Angels. They don’t understand that they need me. I need to see my doctor. I need him to tell me what to do. I’m alone and I’m scared.
I don’t even know why I’m writing on here. I suppose it’s to distract myself. Maybe. I’ve been left alone downstairs. The figures keep moving in the doorway, and it’s annoying me. I’m was trying to distract myself with a film – but they’re distracting me from the film.

I can feel myself starting to […]

3/12/2016 4 comments

Wish I could record my experience so people knew what I went through

by blank-clutter 3/6/2016

written by blank-clutter

I wish it was possible to record the full experience that someone goes through in a day. I dont mean just recording the visual and auditory sound that they experience, but the emotions and the thoughts as well. All those impulses, all those triggers and feelings.

If I could show someone what it was like to be in my shoes, to fully be in my shoes, I feel like they would understand. They probably would be disgusted that they ever climbed to that level of existence and feel so glad that they dont live like that.

I know its going to be more and more possible in […]

3/6/2016 9 comments

Protected: Look at all this food I can’t eat! :D

by whiskered-fish 3/4/2016

written by whiskered-fish

There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.

3/4/2016 41 comments

I wish I could just die

by deadmanliving(hopefullyhopeful) 2/28/2016

written by deadmanliving(hopefullyhopeful)

I’m incredibly tired. I have to work in an hour. I’m permanently lonely. I try to improve things but im too much of an old useless failure. Im in physical pain mental and emotional pain and i don’t want to live anymore. I wish I had a method. I’ve tried so many times but life I failed. Just like ive tried to improve my life but i failed. I wish death’s sweet embrace would show up. Im just fucking tired.

2/28/2016 3 comments

Into The Sea

by Rory959 2/26/2016

written by Rory959

The dark will consume you, you know that right?

What do I do about it? How do I make it stop?

Make it stop? It is what is called an inevitable outcome, the bi-product of a hatred you have built for years. You can’t just choose to forget the past, when it wants you, it will come for you.

But I only ever meant to know why, never for a sinful desire to be fulfilled…I promise I am not a bad man.

But that is not what you tell yourself at night, it’s not the prayer you recite in your head throughout the day.

No…I suppose it isn’t.

Correct, it is […]

2/26/2016 2 comments

There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds.

by Luke2015 2/23/2016

written by Luke2015

2/23/2016 0 comment

What is a thing or two you still enjoy or use as a diversion from real life?

by wintersportnut 2/22/2016

written by wintersportnut

Hi folks… I am still pretty new here and really enjoying getting to know all of you! I have a hard time sharing all the hard things in life or dealing with them. I tend to make life one big diversion. I get relief from watching sports. love almost all of them. I also like watching British comedy on YouTube, like fresh meat or peep show. what are some things you folks enjoy as diversions?

2/22/2016 31 comments

The Only Thing I Have To Offer

by thelost 2/18/2016

written by thelost

She’s lying on the bed, her hair fans out from her head. She looks beautiful when seems to not be trying to impress anybody, and is existing and living for her own sake. Those bright blue eyes that I could get lost in for hours are staring intently at her eyelids. They drink in the darkness that surrounds them while light streaks across her vision like miniature shooting stars. A fireworks show for her, and her alone. The hair I touched upon earlier is a dirty blonde color, and when you see it you want nothing more than to see her casually playing with it, […]

2/18/2016 1 comment

For Viola

by twix this rainbow 2/15/2016

written by twix this rainbow

I thought you might like to see my old point shoes, (dead) I never used these as I switched over to Bloch and I find Bloch is a much more superior pointe shoe than these. But as you can see, the ribbons are gone off these along with the elastics. I didn’t put on toe pads so it’s just bone one packed leather here. LOL I do not suggest that by the way. These how ever have a traditional rounded box and high vamp, my newer ones have a broad box mid vamps with a soft shank. The ones in the picture have a hard […]

2/15/2016 29 comments

Alone

by Zetsumei 2/6/2016

written by Zetsumei

I need to accept the reality; either through force or escape. I’m so cold, so numb, so apathetic that I can’t save anyone. Yet, I try for no other reason than boredom. I don’t want to help them, I just do it to make it seem like my life has meaning. In the end, I just make things worse… Because I just don’t care.

Screw it, I’ll just say it already! Anyone that dates/befriends me is asking for trouble, especially on SP. God forbid, someone on here does develop a crush on me… I don’t even want to imagine that horror show…

2/6/2016 5 comments

Fuck You Pop Culture and your Fucking Trolling.

by deadmanliving(hopefullyhopeful) 2/3/2016

written by deadmanliving(hopefullyhopeful)

Initially this post was going to be (and still may be) similar to a lot of posts where i complain about how undesirable i feel to women. The impetice for that feeling was a commercial for a movie called How to be single. I get it “everybody sleeps around”. Well pop culture and the 6 to 9 corporations that own you. FUCK OFFF!!!! Im a super depressed introvert who hates social networking and doesn’t look like brad pitt. Furthermore the few times in my life where i did luck into a “hook up” left me feeling empty. It isnt for me. But it is a […]

2/3/2016 7 comments

And the shit show continues

by 200085 1/31/2016

written by 200085

Everyones still playing me like im fucking stupid and i dont know anything about it. My mom thinks having a job is going to keep me from being depressed. No, sorry its not that simple. Im starting to hate these people more then i did before. I cant wait untill im gone. Everyone gets a free day to talk shit about me, and they act like i dont know where there going. I dont understand why do the people who are the closest to you, and who are supposed to love you have to be the same people who make you feel the worst about […]

1/31/2016 5 comments

Some distraction

by Moneypenny 1/29/2016

written by Moneypenny

Drawing fills me with anxiety and it’s something that’s really hard for me. It’s hard to explain. I once tried to become an illustrator, but thought it was going to be complicated if I had to be self-employed, economically unestable and had to deal with my depression at the same time. I don’t have the discipline needed. I felt I wasn’t good enough. It turned me nuts, couldn’t handle it and I had to quit.

But I’ve been drawing a little again this month. And it worked for me today after feeling really down. I am better after being distracted drawing. Did it for hours. It […]

1/29/2016 7 comments

When Another Person’s Words Describe Your Emotional Predicament:

by Counting The Days Until I'm gone 1/28/2016

written by Counting The Days Until I'm gone

How great my griefs, my joys how few,

Since first it was my faith to know thee

have the slow years not brought to view

How great my griefs, my joys how few,

Nor memory shaped old times anew,

Nor loving kindness help to show thee

How great my griefs, my joys how few,

Since first it was my fate to know thee?

**Thomas Hardy**

1/28/2016 0 comment

Ugh

by HatedGirl 1/26/2016

written by HatedGirl

Hey all hope all is well im mad at.myself i woke up late n had a docs app i needed it but i slept in so goin to rescedual im scared of takin new meds n hope i dont get more depressed or more anxity i worrie to much ugh so iv been keepin busy like watching shows chicago fire now on to.chicgo pd i love these shows any good shows out there? Hope all of you are doing good n always remember to.do something fun or watch a funny movie or get in to a really good show

1/26/2016 2 comments

To, My so called family & friends

by Still wandering 1/15/2016

written by Still wandering

I love you all,
But you never cared at all.

Sometimes you all show your fake love,
I always hide my tears with smile.

Amnesiac me, remembers few things,
But you even forgot me.

I dreamed your dream coming true,
But you never ask what I like.

I was with you in your bad times,
You deserted me in my wrost.

I LOVED YOUR LIKENESS,
BUT YOU DIDN’T EVEN CARE FOR “MY LOVE”.

1/15/2016 6 comments

failure

by Disposable Human 1/14/2016

written by Disposable Human

the court is giving me 60 days in which to get clean and fix my mental problems or i’m not allowed time with my kid. i get drug tested tomorrow and saturday.

tomorrow is fucked. if i stop tonight/this morning – i wonder if the coke and alcohol will show up saturday?

1/14/2016 6 comments

“There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds.”

by Luke 1/12/2016

written by Luke

1/12/2016 3 comments

Monday’s are always horrible

by nicole123 1/11/2016

written by nicole123

Today was absolutely horrible . I’m in the verge of tears . I can’t wait to get home and cry in my bed.

It just started with waking up. Monday’s are hard to wake up to . I hate leaving bed .

Then class . My dental assisting teacher fucking pisses me off . She expects me to know everything and anything . I was taking X-rays on a mannequin (it’s so hard) and I was trying to make sure they were perfect so I could show her . She came in after 15 minutes and asked me how long am I gonna take ?! She […]

1/11/2016 3 comments

Calloused

by Rotted_Flesh 1/4/2016

written by Rotted_Flesh

You’re calloused, but you don’t even know I’m picking at my scabs. I’ll let all the bruises show. I’ll never forget what all these feelings meant. Flying home for a funeral was my last regret. I hear a telephone three thousand miles from home. Do you even really care? Your heart is just stone. I’ll never forget what all these feelings meant. Flying home for a funeral was my last regret.

1/4/2016 1 comment

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