Why is it that every time I start to care, something happens? Garrett freaking moved. Trevor has a girlfriend. Tennyson has a girlfriend. Emily likes Jacob. Bailey likes Brendan. I’m about to give up. I mean, don’t you think that something’s wrong when a sweet guy, named Paul, who’s.. special, if you get what I mean, goes to sit by you, then looks at you and says “I don’t wanna sit by that,” laughs, and walks away. Shouldn’t something be wrong if a guy that has barely had a girlfriend thinks that you’re nasty? I mean, what could be wrong with me? I haven’t… I’ve never […]
every time i try to be happy it always ends up in a disaster
i have always been bullied all my life ever since i was a little girl. i am 15 now and i am still being Put down by others because i dress different and my way of thinking is different than others. i can’t seem to fit in ….. i mean i don’t want to fit in its great to be different but the insults and rumors …. and THE lies are what hurt me. all i ever wanted, was for my life to be different and… for me to be happy. […]
“wake up” no one says and she rises to a lonely cold morning, its only four and shes not tired.. she walks to the kitchen, feet padding softly on the white tile. The bright glow from the fridge lights up half of the small apartment and she sighs. “thanks for the dinner.” she muttered in pain, the girl hadn’t eaten in two days because everyone else got to the fridge first. after a burning hot shower she stood in front of the steamy mirror staring at her horrid reflection.. tan skin, almost boy short tangled hair and scars on her face.. the girls took her […]
I used to be the most popular (I hate that word) girl in my school. & in the whole district. For all good reasons though. Like I am a fun person to be around & I’m just a good person. I have two groups of friends.. Well I had two groups of friends. The one group is all bitches & their cheerleaders & the other one is all basketball players.. Even tho I don’t play I still fit in. But in the cheerleader group I was friends with the one girl who was really annoying & one time we went to camp together & we […]
I want to look nice–really nice on Monday. Maybe not, like, wear a dress, ’cause it’s way too cold. But I still want to be noticed. I’m hoping that I’ll have Health next week, instead of P.E. If I do, then I can dress up easily. Â But my friend just text me saying that we don’t, so I guess I’ll just have to improvise. I don’t want to wear makeup, or if I do, not very much. Any ways to impress a guy with the way you look (Without looking like a slut) I just like to see the look on people’s faces when I […]
Call me obsessed. Call me a whore, a slut. But whatever. You don’t know how I feel. I was called so many names when everyone knew that I liked Trevor. And then they got all mad when I started liking other people. Some people actually said “God, you like everyone in band, don’t you?”. I hated it. That’s part of why I put walls up. I was sick of other people trying to lord over my relationships. It’s none of their business, anyway! And everybody got all mad at All-Region tryouts because I was talking to him. And laughing. And, uhm, he held my hand. (Actually, […]
Long story – Short(Believe me, I tried):
I was 17 last year making my brother 23. He started seeing one my absolute best friends until she decided to start dating someone who could be around more, his work kept him out of town.
He told me that it really hurt him and we bonded over it… or so I thought. I had a complete falling out with one of my oldest friends and he decided to take her virginity as a way to get back at my best friend. He’s not very mature for his age – I know, and hes been told by many, including my […]
I know. I know I’m only 13. I know I can’t be in love. I know I’ve never even gone out with the guy. But I think that, honestly, I love Trevor. But he doesn’t love me. This is why I don’t let my feelings take over. They always make me go back to liking him. He likes Kendall. Well, I mean, he should, considering they go out, but I wish he liked me. I know that everyone would just call me a slut for liking him, but you know what? I know what I am and what I’m not, so I don’t care. I […]
murder.
you killed me.
murder.
bleed, bleed.
murder.
Is it funny now.
murder.
knock me to the ground.
murder.
am I still a slut.
murder.
80 lbs. is fat now.
murder.
am I still a ****?
murder.
Missing her makes me a ****** now?
murder.
yes I know i’m crazy. I’ve heard it before.
murder.
Yes I know I should die. you’ve said it before.
murder.
I don’t know why I’m still here.
murder.
Give me a gun and I’ll dissapear.
murder.
is it funny now?
murder.
seeing me life drained on the ground.
murder.
Did it satisfy.
looking at my cuts, watching me cry.
Who can point a finger at what’s not understood, when you can’t explain why you don’t know a thing
He’s always got his headphones in and he talks to no one, he has a frown on his face and dresses in dark shadesÂ
He sits by himself, alone all the time, when he tries to talk, you all look with judging eyes, but he’s not dumb, he ain’t blind
And maybe he goes home and thinks suicide
Who can point a finger at what’s not understood, when you can’t explain why you don’t know a thing
She’s always been a slut, always been so fun, but she’s trying […]
I am ugly. I am fat. I am everything you say I am.
I am a btch. I am a slut. I am nothing compared to you.
I am stupid. I am horrible. I am worthless and a fat cow.
I am a horrible person. I hate myself and want to die.
All because you told me I was these things.
All because you bullied me. I can barely speak.
I have lost everyone. I believe it’s because
I am small.
No one would want a stupid btch like me.
No one would care if I died.
No one would mourn if I died.
No one would see me if I cried.
Everyone caused me to not […]
(might be triggering)
i’d say it began in 6th grade; they made me weak by pointing out my flaws. i had thought, why would anybody want me if i look like this? i began giving away my food because i didn’t want to be fat, i never smiled because i didn’t like my teeth, i didn’t talk much because i didn’t like what i often said. they persuaded me to hate myself.
so when he would pay attention to me, in 7th grade, i felt happy. too happy. he was the first to see my scars. he told me he cared. but he only wanted one thing..
it wasn’t […]
i finally asked the question lurking in my heart for weeks since our break up.. since the moment he asked me out. I asked his best friend.. ” he only wants me for sex.. doesnt he?..”
cody: yes but dont tell him i told you this.. he likes six other girls and when you didnt put out he broke it off im so sorry.. just forget about him please.
Rape victim and now played by the guy i loved most. I’m only a sex object. Thats all people […]
Me and my friend are sitting in my room im putting on makeup like i always do…i put it on my scars though not my face. and she just sits there staring at me “what? why are you staring?” i ask her “It’s just, you say your depressed. but why are you depressed you have no reason you have the perfect life! I mean, your popular, your beautiful, the dance is like two months away and you already have 23 boys wanting to take you! why are you so depressed?” I think about it, and i know the answer but it sounds stupid even in […]
My bdd has reached an all time high
I stand in front of the mirror and watch as my body grows
I feel gross
I used to be the skinny, gorgeous one
Now I always feel fat and ugly
Add that to my crappy personality and you have a real winner right?
I have no real friends, no one to talk to
I have a new addiction: sexting to random strangers online
i used to be the good girl
The attention makes me feel good, hot, strong
it’s also good for my social anxiety.
I wish I could be so confident with the people I know
No one around me knows my dirty little secret
What I am […]
-___________-I’m back to square one. The ones I trust don’t understand what I’m going through and now everyone thinks its funny to call me a slut and they think I’m lying about being sexually molested by my old friend v.v i give up
I’m 19 years old and ever since I can remember, I felt rejected. My father did not show any love. Instead, he decided to have multiple affairs and leave me and my mother every night to satisfy his sick needs. How can he choose random females over his family?! I can remember one day trying to be involved in one of my fathers and older sisters conversations..he looked at me and told me to get away. Not having that love and affection from my father sent me out seeking it. At 11 years old I invited these 2 boys over which were friends but i […]
This guy treats me like shit,but yet I still come back to him. Sadly, hesaid he didnt care, but yet, I still was there. I stay with him no matter what. Its like I have no repect for myself. Even though he said he would be there for that slut more then for me. Why do I stay, tell me please. He’s only here right now because she cheated, so he crawled back to me. Thats sad how thats the only way he wants me. WTF MAN! Im always here for you, and you don’t care. I love you though, so sadly I’m still going to be there.
I feel so unwanted on this earth. I just want to curl up and die most of the time. IÂ get so angry for no reason and everyone excepts me to do so well in my final exams. I am under so much pressure. People always talk about me or tell me I am not good enough. There is always some sort of rumour about me like ‘She has Bulimia’ ‘She is a slut’ ‘She is a fat whore’ Why target me? I just want to die. Most of you are probably like ‘She has nothing wrong in her life. People are well worse off […]
My mom and I have a horrible relationship. We are always fighting! No lie. Its not like I want to. But I really can help it. Before February she physical abuse.  But I had had enough of the abuse and called the police. She would pull my hair and throw things at me. She punched me and kicked me. One time he threw a phone at me and sprang my arm. After the police she didn’t do that to me as much. Now its more so Verbally. I only have 4 years left at my house. But with all the names she calls me I’m not sure how I’ll do […]