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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?"
Take me home, please. This place isn't home. And life, how about you stop falling apart? Just stop it all.
If clarity's in death, then why won't this die?
Years of tearing down our banners, you and I
Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first
When you say you gave up on my sister, I feel like you gave up on me, or you will in the future. I mean you've already said you gave up on me, but sometimes I think you changed your mind. And you really have to watch what you say. Words hurt and you just don't care. When I try to speak to you, you don't want to liste. You're constatnly making fun of me, or telling me what say is invalid/ dismissing my feelings. Or you say I'm too philosophical when I'm just speaking. Maybe you only wanted 2 children out of 4 because you seem to only have enough love for two. If we're you're daughters you shouldn't give up on any of us but you did and it makes me sad. I don't like being the one pulling the relationship through, you're not even interested and I'm doing all the hard work to keep my relationship with my own father alive.
Here's an idea if you want me to stop defending myself, stop putting me in situations where I feel a need to defend myself. I don't understand why standing up for myself when I feel jumped on is somehow WRONG now, it used to be the other way around.
Get comfortable with ambiguity, you don't know me and I'm not divulging what I went through in a professional public forum; even if it is relevant because of how it would reflect on me. I was NEVER told that there was "one right way", I just failed a class after being told for 3 months that I did everything WRONG and then the (doc student) professor basically told me I don't belong in the profession. Which was COMPLETELY uncalled for. That kind of goes against what you're saying!
If only you knew how wrong you are, some people are so f***ing IGNORANT!
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 moaning and trying to get my attention. You should just come to terms with the fact that I don't fucking like you.
And, mind you, I usually love it when people try to befriend me. It's not like I'm Mr. Popular with loads of friends, social interaction is rare for me. I should appreciate your efforts.
I should be on my way home right now, but instead I'm stuck here an extra day and have class tomorrow for 6 HOURS STRAIGHT! Whose idea was THIS? and I get to do the same next week too. You have NO IDEA how much this SUCKS.
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
I can already see your reaction. You're gonna say Dad brainwashed or bullied me into wanting to move and how it's because I want to get back at you and Marcus for the airport fiasco and how you shouldn't be given chances because you're my mother, there's no reason for me to give you chances, you're perfect, I'm a bad kid, I always want this, that, and the other thing, what I have isn't good enough, and then you'll go into how I can't live without Alex and am I trying to get back at him for something and did something happen with him and I'm trying to put him through hell.
The real issue here? You're incompetent, your priorities are all fucked up, and I gave you a chance that you blew to hell and back. You never even recognized that I'd given you a chance, you'd just thought you'd won over him again.If you think I'm trying to get back at you for something because I would be a lot happier in my dad's house, there's some guilt there somewhere.
I just can't believe he did it. The guards must have made a mistake. There's no way he would try to kill a man. Not him. He's just not the type. I don't know...fuck it.
He...he didn't do it. He didn't shoot that fella last night. I know for sure that he didn't. He wouldn't.
You're gone now, and I hate to say it but I'm kind of glad you are. All I have to do is see you on weekends. After last night, I don't know anymore. So you let people make fun of your family and you go along with it; without even defending us. In fact, you side with the person! Thanks a lot.
If clarity's in death, then why won't this die?
Years of tearing down our banners, you and I
Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first
Why am I so stupid? I can't do fuckibg anything right! How the hell coil I lose my iPod like that? Why can't j help him? I'm so fucking useless! I can't even stop gaining weight. It's pathetic.
formerly snowstorm, GoneBeyondRepair, and Breathless in Love
I told you this s*** was going to BREAK me. You just don't get it do you. And YOU, You make me want to drop your f***ing class, but it would screw me over. Can't begin to explain how much I HATE you.
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
Lol fuck it. I'm just not going to go to college. There's no point anyway. I'll work at a grocery store. It's all the same.
Do you ever get a little bit tired of life
Like you're not really happy but you don't wanna die
Like you're hanging by a thread but you gotta survive
'Cause you gotta survive
Looks like you and your spot checking my arms for cuts are back. You won't see my legs though, thank God. I'm sure you'll find away to take away my only way to cope just because you don't like it.
I can feel myself start to stuff my feelings back inside. Maybe that's a good thing. I should probably tell you that I need help, and that I need to start therapy earlier than planned; before it's too late.
If clarity's in death, then why won't this die?
Years of tearing down our banners, you and I
Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first
I want you to stop talking to me, but you're the only one that does, so I guess I'm just dependent on you again because even though you only care about me for selfish reasons, you're the only one who cares.
Sorry I couldn't be there, I was tied to a rocking chair.
thanks for just going to bed, not helping me clean the whole fucking house. Now i'll be tired tomorrow, and the house will just get messed up again.
From day one I talked about getting out
But not forgetting about
How all my worst fears are letting out
He said, "Why put a new address on the same old loneliness?"
When breathing just passes the time
Until we all just get old and die
I'm going to die, aren't I? Not eighty years down the road, but soon. And if it's not some spiteful person who ends it, I'll probably end it myself, right?
There's this hole in my chest. It's tiny for now, but it's just waiting. Waiting for some big tragedy to tear itself open and rip me in two. Fuck I sound dramatic, but it's true.
It scares me how much I need you. I don't want to tell you because I'm afraid of scaring you away. You're everything I never thought I would have.
"Ah right, there must have been a mistake" = No, i didn't get the wrong day, you said Monday at 5!
"Yes, I will be fine until tomorrow at 5" = No, i'm not fine, you don't realise what this is going to do.
"Yes, you can come then instead" = I'll just rearrange everything for you.
"Don't worry about it, i don't mind" = Thanks, now my housemate knows that I get seen by you's.
"It's okay, i can wait til tomorrow, i'll be fine" = No, you get me to open up about 'that', change my appointment multiple times, then talk at me for 20 minutes about how i need to just get on with things. I am NOT fine, I am sick of just plodding along, I am fed up with humoring people.
The worst part is, nothing is ever going to change!
I can't post anything on here without getting bitched at it. If you hate this website so much, get off.
I don't even see the point of posting on here, no one sees it or cares anyway.
This whole we're-too-poor-to-eat thing is getting fucking old. I can't eat chips and salsa and ramen forever, bitch.
I don't see the point of wanting to go to college. What was I thinking, that my fucking mom or dad would pay for it? I'm such a fucking idiot.
I need to stop eating and thinking and breathing and getting my hopes up and even trying to make my life better because I'm just stuck and I'm gonna be stuck no matter what I do. It's pointless. I'm done.
It doesn't seem to matter how long I work or how much I manage to do in one day, the workload never seems to get any lighter. I knew it was going to be bad but this is RIDICULOUS! and if I fail the exam at the end of it all because I never had time to study, or I fail a class because I didn't have time to study enough then I put myself through this hell for NOTHING!
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
I kind of don't even want to go to this job interview anymore.
Do you ever get a little bit tired of life
Like you're not really happy but you don't wanna die
Like you're hanging by a thread but you gotta survive
'Cause you gotta survive
You are supposed to be my best friend and you are always supposed to be there for me, but now I have to bother you before you'll even say hi. I don't understand. I needed you.
Sorry I couldn't be there, I was tied to a rocking chair.
Taylor, shut the hell up, your life isn't that bad....
yet it feels like its a living Hell.... Taylor. Just. Jump off the roof or something. God. Damnit.
I hate love and I hate myself. But really Taylor. Shut up. No one cares.
Can't even with you and your goddamn laziness. God forbid you have to get your own self up for work, make your own lunch, or wash your own damn car. You'd be in a big fucking hole without us, but you're a narcissistic asshole that thinks everything outside of your own reflection is disgusting and beneath you, so in your head it's us who need you. Spare me.
Can't even with you and your goddamn laziness. God forbid you have to get your own self up for work, make your own lunch, or wash your own damn car. You'd be in a big fucking hole without us, but you're a narcissistic asshole that thinks everything outside of your own reflection is disgusting and beneath you, so in your head it's us who need you. Spare me.
I don't hate you, I just dont want to have anything to do with you because you are an abusive jerk who sexually assaulted me multiple times and broke my trust.
Sorry I couldn't be there, I was tied to a rocking chair.