Life is a joke, take a laugh at it .

Fuck everybodyyyy. Haha, I should have learned from my sister. She was right in not liking anyone because literally no one is worth caring about. 

Emotional Distress

I guess I felt like this needed to go somewhere. I don’t have a ton of followers on here so I figured this was the most private yet fulfilling place to put whats been on my mind. Someone whom I used to love hates my guts. With her hate she has turned every person who I am friends with, with the exception of a few, against me. (Including people who I introduced to her myself.) Now all I can do is sit here and feel this pain. God I know people are always like, “Oh it is so painful… Blah blah blah.” Well this fucking hurts. This is something that is literally clawing its way around in my brain. The worst part? I did it to myself. I regret so many decisions I have made and now all I can do is watch what I have caused unfold and hurt me. It’s like cutting, except I’m bleeding internally and no one knows and assumes I am fine. I’m not though. I’m in pain. I saw a picture of her and my heart rate spiked, my mood sunk, my head hurt, and everything I tried to focus on eventually turned to the thought of her. God fucking damnit. GET OUT OF MY HEAD. Did I mention she hates me? She probably is disgusted by my sole existence on this planet. And still. All I can do is love her. Unconditionally. She can continue to hate me and all I can do is the complete opposite. And I fucking hate myself for it. I hate that I still love her. And I hate myself. This has been the worst fall of my life so far. It really has. I’ve found myself depressed. Suicidal. Scared. Alone. Yet I cannot do one damn thing about it because that is my only defense. If I say something what is going to happen? It will just continue. I’ll keep being miserable. I’ll be lost. I wish I could tell her I love her. And then everything would return back to the way it was. I wish I had realized what I had. I wish a lot of things. I wish that I hadn’t met her. Not because I hate her. But because I wouldn’t be going through this. No one knows my story. No one knows how I feel. And no one cares. Sure someone may say “Oh things will get better. I’m here. I know.” But they really fucking don’t. I am stupid. I am stronger than this. I need to stop being so negative. I am able to be happy again. I am not a bad person. I am better than I think I am. I am loved. I am scared. But I am not alone. I am tired. I am. I. I remember a good memory. I remember her saying, “I wish things could stay like this forever.” They didn’t. But that doesn’t mean I can’t think about it and smile. I guess I just need to learn to deal with this. Seeing her. Passing by her. Talking to her, eventually I would assume. I am a very emotional and stressful person right now. But no one knows that. And no one needs to know. 

I’m tired of people. Hipster, Gangster, White, Black, Gay, Straight, American, European. Fuck all of you. Seriously. Your ignorance to the government and to people as a whole has ruined our planet to the point where we just stopped giving a fuck. I don’t want children because of 25% of the planet’s population who are just big assholes. You really fucked yourselves over. Dick heads.

hypnotiqradiance:

dejesusv:

everthorne:

is having a penis weird

like

it just hangs there

occasionally flopping 

girls make it sound so weird omg its not like we think about it all the time

do you all sit there and think about your boobs all the time?

bouncing

actually yes

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