What is one thing people keep getting wrong?

i hate my dad. never cared about us. always about himself. thought he was king of the house, expected everyone to bow when he walked in. had money, wasted it on family who never paid him back. never gave a shit about our future. owns houses but not one dime set aside for us. selfish prick.

you fucked me up so bad i can’t trust anybody anymore. i overthink every little thing. i became this needy clingy obsessed version of myself i never wanted. i feel abandoned every time she’s not right there. i hate who i am now. you did that to me.

i tell you i love you a thousand times, you tell me you “like” me but always dodge it. i do everything for you and you keep stringing me along. if you don’t love me just say it so i can crawl away and try to fix my heart. if you do, stop playing games. i’m sick love drunk over you and it’s fucking me up.

i don’t know if i’m gay or bi or what the fuck. i just know i’m not straight. and the word “lesbian” has been used as a punchline at me so long i just laugh it off like a coward. i don’t know what to come out as. half the time i don’t even know what i want. so i just sit here hating myself.

if you don’t like the pharmacy don’t scream at the employees, you dumbass. not their fault. old ladies cussed you out right there and i laughed my ass off. deserved.

2 years later and i still think about him like an idiot. he moved across the country, we only talked through facebook, but i can’t let it go. killed my self-esteem. i feel ugly, like no one else will want me. i hate that he’s still in my head all the time. pathetic.

stop texting me “fuck my life” like i owe you some therapy session. you’re over 30, not 15. you got a job, money, health. you don’t get the fml pass. we all got our own shit and you’re just whining like the world owes you a reset button.

my bitch roommate bailed to germany without handling the rent crap. she was supposed to void her checks and we’d swap in mine for the lease. instead she texts me like i’m her secretary “omg can you do it for me.” nah. i hope she trips into a hole and just wrecks her legs and loses her eyesight so she can’t prance around pretending to be some fashion queen anymore.

Hi, I'm a 25-year-old human who came from the land of the orient pearl. The place where people are always smiling, even in the midst of problems. I am here today to share with you how exhausted I am from looking for a Job. The company in my country has a lot of standards and qualifications, but doesn't pay that much, which I found in justice. How I really wish I could find a job that has a good pay so my efforts are justified.

i hate this f life. i want to f die