I can already feel whatever potential there might have been for this relationship completely falling apart. I told myself that this would be the last time I'd try to become close to someone. She'd be the one or there'll just never be one - I'll give it another week or so but my gut is saying it's a bust. I don't know why I bother. The universe does not want this for me and is going to punish me for it for the rest of my life. Might have to retire early if you know what I mean
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Okay, listen. I've been unbelievably patient and kind. Silence and running away? That doesn't fix anything. It just makes you look like a coward. A weak one, at that.
My grandma never liked alot of talk. She'd always say actions speak louder than words. Mom was the same way too. Just a bit more...Violent with it. Seeing all this performative bullshit, banging pots and pans and creative slogans that get applause but little else, just great entertainment but a waste of time. Action has to be put into it, legality preferred, but if necessary also illegality. Just annoying and disappointed to see people not be the action they protest they are.
Damn it. Years ago, my best friend went down the wrong path. I stopped giving him rides 'cause that's all it felt like. Then the hard drugs started. Now I just keep thinking... if I hadn't bailed, could I have helped him? My fault. Feels like it always will.
I feel like calling clinical PTSD a temporary problem undersells it. There is no cure. Treatment makes me feel better in the very short term. It doesn’t last. It’s a very real, very permanent problem that causes more permanent problems due to self destructive behaviors.
The only sure fire cure is suicide. It’s the only way to escape this living hell that society traps us into. I’ve lost function of my legs before, and losing my mind is way worse.
Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.
i just want to tell him how amazing i think he is... and how infatuated i am with him... it's killing me. but i'm too damn stubborn. fuck.
fat sucks. i mean really fucking sucks. i have always been in shape, work out all the time. never minded if other people wanna be fat, tho it is kinda gross to look at. but for the last sev months ive been gaining for no reason at all and i hate the body im in. hate it. im miserable.
i'm starting to hate my own boyfriend because he won't get rid of his ex girlfriend when we have been together for a very long time. she's gross, and he knows how bad it makes me feel that they're still friends.