KARMA
I hope your labour is sooo painful!!! karma is a b1tch for the crap you put me true, the fires, the drugs, the drink, and the suicide attempts and being a awful disgusting housemate….. I hope the kid is put into care, because you’d be an awful mother!! even the dad doesn’t want to know [..more..]
Blast from the Past
Okay, so there’s this guy. Decent guy, nothing wrong with him. He liked me last year and he was part of my gang. But he just wasn’t my kind, you know. He was really my opposite and it’s a myth that opposites attract. He kinda told me he ‘loves’ me last year and it’s not [..more..]
You are a douche canoe, but you’re still my friend
Why, why why do guys do this? Why is it that even if they know you like them, they come to you for advice about OTHER girls? Seriously? Holy f***, I’m okay with the fact that you don’t like me back, but seriously? Why would you come to me of all people about another girl? [..more..]
d***head
so you claim you love me and then f*** off with some other girl who is younger and uglier. you’re choice she doesn’t even speak to you lol get over yourself you little prick hope she breaks your heart & ruins your life like you did mine 🙂
Done
I am done. Done with being the single parent for weeks at a time. Done with f***ing annoying people living in our basement. Done with having to be chipper for your f***ing relatives. Done with being called nerd by your f***ing sister. Tired of being silently yelled at when I do things you do all [..more..]
my life.
I hate the fact that I have never had a boyfriend or someone to love me other than myself.
Acutely suscidal
I don’t care about anything anymore besides blowcane and sex , I’m broke and I need coke and i need to killmyself I’m addicted broke and depressed I don’t want help I should just killmyself
Tired
I’m getting tire of it all. I’m tired of not feeling good enough of constantly being stepped over like a welcome mat. I’m tired of waiting for a better tomorrow, I’m getting beaten down and I trying to get up.
F*** this f*** that f*** everybody
I swear to God I just want to slit my wrists and end this bulls***. Throw the magnum to my head, threaten to pull s*** and squeeze, until the bed’s, completely red I’m glad I’m dead, a worthless f***in’ piece of s***. The stress is buildin’ up, I can’t,I can’t believe suicide on my f***in’ [..more..]
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Somedays i feel everything all at once others i can’t feel anything even, if my life depended on it….. I feel I am lost or that i don’t have space here for doing anything….. but still, some people do care… even if they are 3,000 miles away from you. They will still look up for [..more..]