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Trusting People

The day my father killed himself

by dbg 6/12/2013

written by dbg

On July 26, 2013, I will be sad, depressed, and all kinds of crap will be going on in my mind. Why? That day will mark the 3rd year that I lost my father to suicide.

My father was the most kindest mad you would have ever met. He would give his shirt off his back to a stranger. He use to tell me and my siblings and friends that “there is nothing wrong with being yourself.”

How can a man with such a big heart want to end all of that? And where was I when it happened?

I was about to take my last exam of […]

6/12/2013 5 comments

Sometimes..

by Olivia Katelynn 5/19/2013

written by Olivia Katelynn

Sometimes all we really want to do is shut out the world. Crawl into our bed, pull the blankets over our heads, and blast some depressing songs. I can completely relate to this. My parents say that i need to get out more and i need to come out of my room more frequently but my room is my sanctuary. It’s where i feel the safest. My blades, my “Torture Toys”, my laptop, my phone.. these are all in my room.

My boyfriend used to wonder why i dont talk much or why i look sad all the time. he didnt understand that i had just […]

5/19/2013 1 comment

Trust

by Engeltje 4/28/2013

written by Engeltje

Trust.
Just 5 letters.
A simple word.
But it’s not quite simple to trust.
I can’t trust anyone, even not myself.
I will never trust people for 100%.
Actually, I always had effort with trusting people, but after the times people used and harmed my trust so many times, I know I’ll never trust people for 100%. I never trusted people very quickly, but after everything that happened, it’s a miracle when I trust someone a little bit.
Trust is a word I don’t really like to hear.
It’s a word that’s much more difficult than you would think.
Does trust actually exists??

4/28/2013 0 comment

Broken, Beat, and Scarred

by HurtAndScarred 2/22/2013

written by HurtAndScarred

~Broken~

When will you learn?

That I am not always going to be there

For you to vent you’re anger on,

That I am not a toy to you,

And you will push me to the brink

I will hurt, over and over,

Cutting deeper and deeper

Until everything in me is ruined,

Until I have hurt so much it isn’t possible to hurt any more.

When will you try?

To help me

To stop hurting me

To make me feel like I was supposed to be born

To help me not be afraid

Of you,

Of trusting you,

Of loving you,

’cause I can’t survive the destroying of my heart

I won’t always be able to pick up the pieces,

To mold them […]

2/22/2013 1 comment

Betrayed again!

by Saint Thomas 2/13/2013

written by Saint Thomas

Why does this shit always happen to me. I try to be happy everyday but i guess im just really good at making a facade to every day of my pathetic little life. Who am i? my apparent friends always back stab me in the end i only have one friend who is my brother (not real brother) ive known him since we were 4 and i trust him with my life but others i meet sure ill be nice to them and shit like that but i try not to trust them or else id be breaking rule 1. Trust no one Suspect everyone […]

2/13/2013 2 comments

Rock bottom.

by lilyrain 12/18/2012

written by lilyrain

I’ve been going through the motions for years now. I’ve put on a brave face, told myself if I try hard enough that life would be great, I’ve done it all. I tried drinking my problems away but my presistent optimism kept my from becoming a real alcoholic. Just recently my best friend and one of the few men I’ve ever loved got married. Out of the blue kind of married. Just a few days before all of it we were sleeping together. To top it off he got married 3 days after my birthday, lol he’s an ass but I do still love him. […]

12/18/2012 2 comments

i don’t know. I’m just rambling about nothing.

by horizon 10/10/2012

written by horizon

So I never really loved anyone in my life. I don’t really like my parents either. I was neglected by my mom, who is an alcoholic, and my dad that is always busy at work supporting the family. So i’ve been alone for about a good 15 years? I never had many friends. I couldn’t trust any of them. They’re just back stabbers. Not a single one of them was faithful. I was picked on throughout my childhood. So much that it just doesn’t bother me anymore. I really don’t care about many things now. People call me name but it’s whatever. I really don’t […]

10/10/2012 2 comments