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Posts tagged personal
I realize now that I kind of subconsciously wrote all of my poems in my 6th grade poem book about how depressed I was and how fucked up my life at home was. I had to read some of them out loud to my class.
The saddest thing is that my teacher didn’t even ask if I was okay. Hell, not even my friends did. And I mean it was pretty obvious that my inspiration came from somewhere.
It just really upsets me that no one was even the slightest bit concerned for me or was even curious about how I was doing.
At work yesterday I had to phone a customer and leave them a message and I’m actually so proud of myself because I kept my composure and calmed myself down in spite of my building anxiety.
oh god I finally finished TFIOS and I cannot stop crying. lord help me my eyes are puffy.
my suicide note:
there was no wifi.
I remember this one time that this guy with long blonde hair who must’ve been like 6 foot 6 walked into my work with a large printed purple cape and he strutted around so majestically and didn’t say a word then just walked out.
Okay so I stopped reading The Fault in Our Stars because I knew it was going to get sad and I wasn’t ready for that yet and I just picked it up again and oMG IT’S GETTING SAD.
So Friday night was quite awful. I closed at work with a few other girls. One girl spoke about how she was bullied in high school because of her sexuality so I decided it would be a good idea to put in my two cents and relate to the conversation. How wrong I was. I began to ball my eyes out in front of them both. And I hate crying let alone in front of people I barely know. So that was all so embarrassing and now I feel like they’ll see me differently. I brought up the first girl I slept with and I realize that I’m still so broken up by all of it and it was nearly 3 years ago. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. And now I hate myself for talking about it. I’m trying to convince myself that its okay to talk to people about things but I always hate the way vulnerability feels. Maybe I’m just not ready to talk about it all out loud because it still sucks so much. Ugh why did I open my mouth?
My chemistry teacher: the only drug this brain needs is education *snap*
I’m having an anxiety attack and I’m not doing anything I’m just sitting here and idk what’s going on. I feel like I’ve forgotten something or like I need to do something but i don’t remember and I’m freaking out on the inside idk why ugh
I accidentally brushed my hand on your thigh, but all I wanted was to kiss your lips.
i was fucking your daughter for over a year the least you can do is remember my fucking name
well if I kill myself I don’t have to go to school tomorrow. so there’s that option.
I was in hmv today and there was this little boy sobbing because they didn’t have the iron maiden album he wanted. he was the most metal kid I’ve ever seen.
I just feel really shitty about everything right now.
so is there some sort of gay rights thing going on in america or