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I’m so fucking pissed rn, I cannot. Who does that fucking cunt think she is? She has prejudices against fucking everyone and hates everyone bc no one’s as good as her. Well, fuck you bitch. You are wrong.

First you’re always pissed when I talk about things I love. Then I stopped bc it obviously annoyed you and looked for new friends whom I can talk with. And you’re still pissed bc you’re not the most important person anymore or what? Well, Sorry if I made new friends who are - or at least pretend like they are - real friends. I can’t say that about you. You’re one of the most arrogant, selfish and self-centered persons I’ve ever met.

Don’t you think I’m stupid. I know you gossip about me. I know you cant stand me, why should I fucking stand you? Why should I care about you and what you think, when you don’t give a fuck about me? Are you really that retarded? And well, I’ve never given Sasha anything. But would that be so bad? To give someone you love something? At least they remember my fucking birthday. At least they care about me, how I am and fucking think before they do something. Bc no one of my friends here as ever hurt me. You obviously don’t count. Yes. Strangers I’ve maybe never even met, but guess what? They’re better friends than you ever were.

Everytime I think you can’t get worse than you already are, you prove me wrong.

there’s just nothing good except internet in my life, which is really pathetic. i have talents, which make me happy, but no one appreciates it. no one appreciates me. i am useless, fat, stupid, the nerd, the party pooper, the person to use when in need of something.

You fucking cunts can all go away and leave me alone for the rest of my life. Just fuck off and give me the chance to have a happy life. I’m pretty tired of the same people fucking me up over and over again. Of ending up crying regularly because of the same reasons over and over again. I’m sick of life and feelings, which try to crush me every time I find a little joy.

I am miserable

I wanna stop living, not die, just stop existing and I wish I’ve never been born

I live in a world full of egoistic and self-centered people and I just give and barely get anything back

People say I want too much. I see, wanting a normal childhood is too much, okay.

Sep 11, 2011
@ 9:48 PM

-shadows:

Okay can I just write a long text about how I hate everything. And this is my blog, so I won’t fucking bother put it under a ‘Read more’.

Basically, I hate everything and everyone. I hate the era I was born in. I hate everything I have to go through everyday. I hate the way literally everyone lets you down.

I was actually born in the wrong times. I don’t care about anything that.. these people care. I do not want to do anything they do. And for being different, I feel bullied by everyone. Judged.

Is being judged for reading a book instead of simply running down some hallways fair? Really, do you think that’s fair?

I can’t even express the hate I have for this ages. There’s simply nothing left. Everything is destroyed, dead and gone. And I know I’m the only one thinking this, but I just… I have no other place to say this.

I don’t like being judged for my weight. I don’t like being judged for the things I do. I don’t like to be judged for the things I like.

I don’t even know who I am. I have never considered what I’m going to do with my life and I’m honestly so afraid of everything. I’m afraid of failing, and that’s all I ever do.

I keep getting hurt by people, and I keep hoping I’ll get stronger and stop caring, but that never happens.

I can’t find anything to do that I like in this world. I always feel judged for everything. I always feel… I am useless. I know no one will ever love me, that’s one thought I got used to. But.. I’m a religious person and sometimes I wonder… Does anyone really deserve this? And yes, yes I know there are homeless people, or people born with no arms or legs, and sometimes I wish I just was one of those people so I can really see the joy in life, because this way, I simply can’t see it.

Maybe I’m dumb. Maybe I can’t understand anything. Maybe this is the way I’ll always be. But I just.. I’ve always felt like there’s something holding me back from… Doing what I like. Trying to figure out who I am. There’s always.. that something that comes and ruins in seconds the little thing I managed to build in months. I just… I don’t know what to do anymore. People keep coming and going away from me. Nothing good ever happens to me. Nothing really good. So I just feel… Happy.

I’ve tried smoking, I’ve tried drinking. I’ve tried painting, I’ve tried singing. I’ve tried playing guitar. I’ve tried writing, I’ve tried reading. Nothing sticks with me in order to make me feel… Something. Anything. To make me feel just a little bit like myself.

Sometimes, I just feel like I’m not even a real person. Like my life is literally passing by me. I feel empty all the time. Sure, there are some joy moments, but… Nothing ever makes me happy. Nothing ever makes me feel.. alive.

Most of time, I’m good with advices. But if someone told me what I’m writing here right now, I simply wouldn’t know what to say. Maybe there’s no hope for me after all, and I’m one of those people who no one ever heard of, that person everyone forgets. I guess I don’t mind it, I just wish it wouldn’t be like that.

Aug 22, 2011
@ 8:12 PM

ESSIE I CAN’T WITH YOU AND YOUR CUTENESS, I LOVE YOU. YOU’RE ONE OF THE KINDEST AND CUTEST PERSONS EVER. I LOVE YOU.