Jun
18
3588.) My satisfaction comes from the fact that my thighs are slowly getting farther and farther apart. Finally, I’m losing the weight.
(via blogsecret)
These humans all suck.
I'd rather be home feeling violent and lonely.
I'm just another silly face in the crowd
and the contents of this journal is
some of my brain guts
in pixel format.
I just feel so drained. Physically and emotionally drained.
I am in a relationship with Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.
He doesn’t see what he’s doing to me. He has no idea.
I feel just too defeated, too depressed, too scared.
But it’s far too late anyway… I’m stuck. He’s stuck. I hate love.
In a bit I’ll just internalize it, make it all go away.
People don’t change. I’m pretty trapped..
Partly by my own free will, partly because it’s what I’m used to.
What the hell did I do to deserve this?
I hate my life.
May
26
“Once you break your morals, lose your dreams, and get what you want by any means necessary, life becomes so much easier.”
Unknown
1190.) I’m so scared that you might be developing an alcohol problem. Please stop, it hurts me too.
(via blogsecret)
I’m telling myself this…
May
17
I hate Sundays. I can’t even use the excuse that it’s because I have school or work, because I don’t. There’s something just unsettling, like at the pit of my stomach, on this day. Damned if I know what it is, though.
Ah well, the start of the new (hopefully better) week.
Morrissey - Everyday Is Like Sunday
“He sees that you are numb. It worries him. He doesn’t try, in any big heroic way, to do something about it. He accepts it. He knows you hate it, that it feels clogged and unnatural. You call it “the ice”. Sometimes you are able to cry for a minute or two, and then you say hopefully to him, “I think maybe the ice is starting to break apart.”
But nothing really changes; the ice stays frozen.”
But nothing really changes; the ice stays frozen.”
joan wickers (via tellherlies)
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(via littlemiss → tupac shakur)
May
15
I hate when people just cannot admit that they have wronged. It isn’t a matter of them not realizing it, it’s a situation where I express my frustrations and concerns and the feedback I get is defensive, sarcastic remarks. All I really wanted was an apology for being ignored and I didn’t, and continue to not get even get the slightest amount of remorse in his words. All I was trying to do is help, and I get nothing in return. I feel like sometimes I’m just talking to a wall; a cold, silent concrete wall.
How’s about I can has job? I need a job. I need a job. I need a job. GAHHHHHHHHHH.
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