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Why Me? Here is a safe space to let it all out, where you can rant about all the bad things life throws your way. Sometimes it just helps to ask "why me?"
One more time: Fuck you world.
This time I already have a rolled up sweetie, AS WELL as a bottle of.... Rum... Or how do you call it on english... Stoning time... xD
Btw, guys, whenever you think yourself stupid, think of this: I cut when im bored...
Body: Please stop sucking. I don't want to exist if you keep hating me.
Irresponsible Friend: Just talk to me already. I don't know why it's so hard to pick up the phone and send a measly text to me when you had no trouble doing it when you were in trouble yesterday.
Sorry I couldn't be there, I was tied to a rocking chair.
I stayed in this God-forsaken state for theater. For the theater family. Now I don't even do theater, and I can't move to Texas because of my brother. I have no choice.
You have got to be kidding me! You clearly know NOTHING so stop pretending like you know EVERYTHING before I'm tempted to punch you in the face.
-And you, if you knew ANYTHING you would know that he died from pneumonia and a life-long heart defect, NOT drugs. I don't care if you didn't like him, but get your facts straight before saying s*** like that.
Member Since: September 19, 2007
LHO: March 31, 2008- October 13, 2012
"Freedom is what you do with what's been done to you." Jean Paul Sarte
Last edited by Kate*; March 10th 2013 at 08:14 PM.
I've been lectured by my mother, during which I started crying because something she said triggered me.
Almost gotten into a car accident.
Gotten ridiculously triggered during English, because the whole class we talked about nothing but gender roles. Probably looked/acted like a crazy person and now feel embarassed.
Can't talk about it in chat because my phone doesn't do chat and my reception is poorly.
It's all my fault. It's all my fault. It's all my fault. It's all my fault.
Everything just has to be my fault.
"Don't tell me you're not beautiful. You're the kind of beautiful the blind would see if we could figure out some way to give them three seconds of sight." -- Shane Koyczan
It's officially been suggested I seek counseling, I wondered how long it would take, answer 9 months. At least it's not mandated (yet). I let you go through with that because you're so nice, but I'm not stupid teachers and professors have been pulling me aside to talk behind closed doors for years. I always know why, I always see it coming and despite what you say it's NEVER "all good", if it was it wouldn't have to happen. It's usually all bad.
Member Since: September 19, 2007
LHO: March 31, 2008- October 13, 2012
"Freedom is what you do with what's been done to you." Jean Paul Sarte
Stop ditching your best friend for your boyfriend. She's been there for you for four years, and he's only been around for two months. She gave up a lot for you, so acknowledge it!
Sorry I couldn't be there, I was tied to a rocking chair.
Who the fuck am I? I thought I knew, and then that was torn down two months ago, and then, recently, I thought I knew again, and now that's being torn down and replaced by this doubt. I don't know what brought it on, maybe the fact that I decided to actually do some research and just got completely overwhelmed, maybe because I have therapy tomorrow, for the first time, to try and deal with this, and part of me still just wants to push it deep down and pretend that it doesn't exist.
I've said it before, but I'll say it again. I'm fucking terrified about my future right now. I've always been that way, and now even more so.
And to think that I was doing ok just a few hours ago.
Huh... That feelin when you want someone to care, but no one does, and then you just stop careing yourself. Ive just done that. Ill kill myself in weed. Goodbye, see you in 8 hrs, you fucking, stupid world... I hate my life... But when im high, i dont know if im alive or dead. Thats why i like being high. And especislly now when i have money to do it, i wont be sober anymore this weekend. Goodbyee you prick of a world, you wont miss me, and the pleasure is both-sided.
You were such a talented, handsome, and likeable kid, why did you have to do this? I'm angry at whoever put you in a position to end your life... you didn't deserve it, you should've lived!
He's probably not gonna text me even if he does come back today.
I had a dream we got back together. That's like the fourth dream I've had about him this week. I don't wanna get out of bed. She's probably gonna make me eat.
I'll never be anyone's first choice.
I don't know why I let myself do this, letting guys climb all over me. They don't want me, they don't need me or love me or even like me.
I'm just an unwanted easy slut.
I don't wanna fight with you anymore, please don't be mad anymore, please, please, please... I probably deserve it, but I did a lot this week to make you happy and make you proud and I just hope you aren't mad anymore...