Life’s a bitch.
Why am I such a disappointment in life?
Why was I made this way?
Who am I that I’m so important to this world?
Posted May 7, 2012 at 11:10pm
Is he overacting?
Am I overreacting?
Is my life an overreaction?
Is everything I do making people overreact?
Am I?
Is my life a disappointment?
Am I a disappointment?
What am I?
Posted May 7, 2012 at 11:09pm
You make me feel like shit.
Like I’m on such a low class that it doesn’t even matter where I go, I would still be at the bottom. Lower than low.
There’s a part of me, a little demon me, that wants me to start harming. But the better side of me stood up and said “YOU ARE STRONG. DON’T LET IT GET YIU DOWN.” I don’t know anymore. Life sucks. Period.
Posted May 7, 2012 at 11:02pm
Thanks for making me feel like shit. Seriously thanks.
You could’ve said good job you tried instead of you’re going to be flipping burgers the rest of your life. Thanks.
Posted April 18, 2012 at 7:54pm
I can still hear you.
I can hear you call me fat.
I can hear you making jokes to them about my acne scars.
I can hear.
I have ears.
But you know like whatever.
No one cares about me.
Posted April 17, 2012 at 10:03pm
Sorry I can’t be that “perfect child.”
Sorry I can’t be the child that you always brag about. Sorry okay?
Sorry I’m not thin. Sorry I’m not pretty. Sorry I’m not her.
Posted April 16, 2012 at 10:05pm
