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Ofc that my birthday was a three days ago I’m still feeling worthless cause of it.
NONE of my friends remembered nor CARED when I told them it was my birthday. Thats how it ALWAYS is. No one irl loves me. My mom could even TRY to act happy. My dad was bringing the mood down and I had to constantly get the mood back up to back every one ELSE feel happier. I wanted to take as many pills as I wished that day but thought it was too soon to my birthday to kms
why am i being accused of being a pedo defender bro (thanks yall for ratioing them)
well chat
my dad found more femboy pics on my sd card that i had under my couch
why the fuck did he go thru it??
how did he find it??
and WHY did he say ”i have a son not a daughter”???
i hate myself i wanna be gone i hate me i hate who i am and i hate everything about myself
my dad might kill himself beacuse of ME
my friend’s annoyed of me and tired of me beacuse of ME
my dads angry and pissed at me beacuse of ME
everyone leaves me beacuse of ME
its my fault im sorry i tryed..i sorry im not perfect im sorry i couldt always be your little girl
im sorry i cant do everything always how you want me to im trying i wanna kms i cant do ts anymore..
also just know had to run away from my dad outside cus i got into a major argument with my dad (witch he didnt even care that i was not eating the plate of food in frount of my face and in fact made fun of me for it) but i may have slambed the dishwasher on accident and i ran outside beacuse i was scared he was gonna beat me up…
humans are like insects/bugs that deserve to be squashed and they deserve to be swung and tortured and abused and slaughtered like animals. humans deserve to be kicked around and burned alive and they deserve to suffer a lot. they deserve to be murdered. I want to hurt people and make them pay and I want to make them cry. I wish I could murder people and slice and dice them because humans don’t have feelings. they don’t deserve empathy. they deserve to be thrown away like trash, I am not a Christian and I am not strong right now. I am weak because I feel a lot of hate and disgust and I don’t feel loved by other people I feel abused and I want to beat people up. I am not strong ok. I am not. I am not loved by other people. people wanted me to suffer and they abused me and they bullied me. this is why I feel this way. I want to kill other people and I want to kill and get by with it. humans are not one and they don’t deserve peace they don’t deserve love and light they deserve to be tortured for ever and ever and I would sit there and watch. I want to swing people like ragdolls.
Thanks for making me cry mom and dad. Happy birthday to me!
It’s not even six an and my parents ruined my birthday….
My dad woke me up and I could TELL he was still drunk from yesterday or SOMETHING, I could smell it since he was in my face. I was upset yeah I hated that, he was drunk and woke me up on accident and kinda ruined the whole tradition where you wake up and BOOM balloons. And my MOM wakes in the room a little while later and asks if I want to take a SHOWER. Cause she sent me a stupid tik-tok about “being more prepared for school,I was so pissed. But I did it anyway cause I knew I wasn’t gonna be able to sleep. I was looking for my phone and I guess my mom saw I was upset and put her arms for me to hug her but my dad came in and I just wanted to leave. I went in the bathroom and cried, but I had to cry quietly since the bathroom is right next to their room. I go back to get my phone and my mom questions why I didn’t hug her, but I can’t just say that my dad make me upset and I want to leave cause then she would argue with me and that’s the LAST thing I want to happen today. She just turned around and laid on her bed again and I wanted to cry right then and there but I went into the bathroom first. Now I. Crying as little as I can cause I know if I KEEP crying I’m gonna cry harder. I hate my birthday. It’s just another year of me being alive, being upset, crying cause of my parents. I always cry at least once on my birthday by them
the police called again and me and my dad didnt pick it up so im really on edge and anxiety filled as well the fact im jittery because i had 3 energy drinks…
jarvis blow my shi smooth off plz
not all pedohiles are men. Im tired of both men and women thinking its ok when a grown adult women is into teens or kids. No the boy is not “lucky” either and no that is not “being in love” that is pedophilia and grooming of a child. A woman over id say 21 that is into minors needs prison for a long time, or worse, but i wont say it. It is not ok either way whether its man or woman, both is just as horrendously awful. Protect the young boys too, not just young girls.
Im going camping this weekend with my family, Im not really excited about going. I know everyone is going to try to pressure me to go swimming and when i dont go my mom is going to cry and tell me how i used to enjoy swimming and ask why i dont anymore. I never liked swimming, i just always felt bad since it would make my mom upset if i didnt go, now i have cuts and scars on my arm so i cant go since i would have to take my shirt off. Dosent help that i know my mom has told everyone in the family and everyone that we are going camping with that i havent felt good recently so im just going to be really awkward the whole time since i know everyone knows im just a problem. Im probably going to end up cutting this weekend if my mom gets upset at me. Im only dreading this weekend so much since the last camp i went to i cut at, and i made my mom cry multiple times because i didnt want to go swimming, I feel horrible for making her upset all the time and disappointing her. even my dad has noticed something is wrong with me and he has never beleived in any sort of mental illness kind of things, always saying that people are just faking it. I only know he knows because he tried to have a conversation with me about it but i was too nervous to say anything so i just stared at the ground and didnt respond when he brought it up, he wasnt being mean with how he brought it up, i just wasnt really ready to answer anything about how i was feeling when he asked me. I feel like such a dissapointment sometimes, none of my family deserve to have me around, i just make things harder for everyone.
My family made my last day of summer a fucking pain
I have this dark feeling inside me 24/7, and I feel like I could hurt people, but at the same time it’s so satisfying to see others suffer because of me. I enjoy breaking others. Something’s wrong with me.
I feel like shit.
im so fucking tired of this house i hate me i hate this place i wanna kms..
I want to cry I want a hug I want someone, a friend please I hate being alone and listening to this I HATE it I HATE it
I’m fucking scared and breathing heavily
My mom and brother are having a fight and it got really bad
I went in my room and TRYING to calm down but they are like OUTSIDE my room
FUCK MY MOM SAW MY SCARS AND QUESTIONED IT
I TOLD HER IDK HOW I GOT THEM.
She put something to heal it but you KNOW I’m taking that shit off
Couldn’t sleep last night… my mind was racing all night; all that kept playing in my head was “he’s going to leave me” over and over again. But I was finally able to get some form of sleep. and i woke up to a voice memo that my friend sent me saying “he wont leave me, we’re just in a weird spot of unsure phase.” basically we don’t know each other that well. But when I did text him 2days ago, he said to me that he can never resent me, he cares about me, he cares for me. But no matter how much I replay that in my head. I still fear the worst. And I keep seeing 111, 222, 333, 444, and 555. I don’t know what’s coming my way. It could be good or bad. I don’t really know at this point… all I know is that I don’t want to lose him.
just to let yall know im famous af lmao
jarvis blow my head off with a damn shotgun
my best friend misgendered me today.. i mean, it’s not like i fully pass or anything, i admit, im not the most masculine guy out there, but she was one of the first people i came out to, so yk i thought she’d.. idk, be more considerate abt it? im not even mad or anything, but she didnt apologize or correct herself either, and i kinda feel annoying having to remind/correct her. it feels like im shoving it in her face that im trans.. plus, my mom was right behind me and she doesnt know, so, i guess it’s whatever.
fbi told the police i wanted to kms they showed up (the police..) my fam was pissed so i said sombody hacked my notes app..
i couldnt kms… so i drank a half a can of beer and got a little high off pot and cut myself ALLLLLL over ahhahahh!!!!!
Hello, I’m writing this because recently my partner told me something that made me feel odd and, honestly, jealous. He asked me for an opinion on whether he wanted to move in with a co-worker, but she’s a female, and I didn’t know how to feel about it. I got upset and compared it to my ex, who cheated on me with a woman who was in her 40s named Heather, and the female co-worker he wanted to move in with has the same name, and it triggered something from the past. So I told him, and I just realized I said something in the heat of the moment. And now I fully regret what I had said, and I can’t even sleep properly without the thought that he’ll leave me. I haven’t eaten properly either. I have apologized so many times, and it’s not enough. I’ve hurt him, and I just don’t want to lose him. He means everything to me. Losing him is like losing everything. He tells me that he’s thinking… and I fear the worst. I’ve cried and prayed not to lose him… I’ve even kept myself from others to avoid their snarky remarks. I haven’t heard anything yet from him, so I’m just really hoping he doesn’t leave me. I want to make things right, and I want to make them better. For him and me.
snuk out for the first time im commiting tonight #screw me!
i hate this. nothing is going right today, nothing at all. i dropped a folding table on my foot. i dropped three folding chairs on my other foot. i sat on the toilet for 40 mins because i felt like shit. that’s so far from the worst thing which is that my fucking mother told me that she wasn’t going to stop deadnaming me after she had expressed support and said she liked the name i chose. i hate everything especially myself. i cant talk to my actual friends because they’re all just as fucked as i am. i had to talk to a man who calls me a tranny when he thinks i cant hear. i hate him so much. i hate everyone. i just want to rip myself into pieces like a malfunctioning robot. i want to cry, or fall apart. i dont want to die, but i have to try so hard not to hurt myself.
Yeyeyey found a TONS of pencil sharpeners I hid from meself>:))) I couldn’t unscrew one though, the screw was tooo tight (╥﹏╥)I went ham on ma left leg again today, I did a big one!! Haha take that leg. Aaand got blood on the carpet:p but it came out reel easy (*ˊᗜˋ*) it hurts:,^( after, I treat myself to the rest of my borger king I accidentally drop on the floor (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) yumm OH NO now I leak strawberry jam straight throw my chonies and my shorts and my pajama pants AAAND it got on my shirt (>x<" )
enrique: adrian
adrian: gifted effort
enrique: pure power
suicide: my enrique
me: effort
effort: enrique
caldruki: enrique
bridge: 3 miles away
rope: 20 feet away
pizza: on counter
oven: cooked pizza
me: gay
Heyooo I need idea fur more sharp objects I could use, I keep losing minee:(( ran out of pencil sharpeners (˃̣̣̥ᯅ˂̣̣̥) and I lost my mini screwdriver!:,-( I should make a necklace so I don’t lose them:3
Yeyeyeyeeh
so my cousin found my SH scars and gave me a 2 hour lecture on the topic, then found out i was trans and told me to “seek professional help”, so now i am forced to go to therapy almost every week. and my flippin therapist keeps telling my mom everything i tell her(most are lies but still) like i thought whatever i told her would be confidential or smth but ohkay😭 at least all of this has kept me clean for a while out of fear of my mom finding more cuts so that’s nice:-/
?:what did u do tonight R?
me:i spent..THE HOLE FUCKING NIGHT TRYING TO KEEP MY FRIENDS FROM KILLING THEMSELVES !!!!!!!!!!
2 of my friends are trying to kill themselves and idk what to do anymore….
i was trying to keep my friend from killing herself and a nother one and i go i dont trust you both and thats final and she gos “dramatic much” and i really wanted to say fuck never mind ill go to bed i fucking hate my life anyways why FUCKIGN LIVE I TRY AND FUCKING TRY AND TRY TO HELP YOU AND ALL I GET IS BASICALLY MY FOOT SHOVED UP MY ASS AND I CANT DO TS ANYMORE IL LITRALLY GONNA KMS!!!!!!!!!!!
Who wants to see my fresh cuts?
I can’t deal with social interactions I throw up after I’m social for like over an hour or two and at this point I don’t know why I even need anyone else in my life because i would much rather never talk to anyone and just live alone and do what I have to do to make money and not ever have to talk to people
I need honesty.
I feel like the only real person, like I could be dying in front of you all and nobody would even give me so much as a glance. You’d continue on like I was never human to begin with. Screaming but nobody’s listening. But I’m not asking for help, I’m asking for authenticity, humanity, an interaction that tells me this is real.
I’m tired. I’m so fucking tired. These fucking mind games, everyone being so stupid, things I want that I can’t seem to get a hold of, even though they’re right in front of me. Shame and embarrassment and love and hate. Monday to Sunday. Im losing my fucking shit.
FUCK I’m running out of things to do with my online friend.
I am like really pissed off rn. Every vent website I’ve tried till now is full off predators or bullies. I’ve had a shit month. I am relapsing to my eating disorder, restricting, binging purging all month, hating my body. I got diagnosed with BPD. I am on family vacation for a month, far away from my social life, I need to do I can thrive. I am constantly fighting with my family. But the biggest issue rn is my best friend. I’ve struggled in the past with keeping friendships alive and this one has lasted the longest till now, 2 years. I’ve been there for her, she was shy and socially awkward and I’ve brought her into a huge friend group, and as stupid as it sounds made her popular. We had our fun. About two months ago I attempted. She was the one trusted, I told her, I really needed a hug. Guess what. She said something like “how sad” and then went on telling me about how she hooked up with some racist old guy and how she’s scared she’s pregnant cuz they were too fucking idiotic to use protection. After a made out with some guy at a party, a guy started spreading rumors that I am a sl0t and guess what she started hanging out with him. Everytime I tried confiding in her about my struggles she changed the subject to her guys. Since I left for Vacation she stated hanging out with another friend of ours more and openly told me I am childish. Like girl fucking decide, am I a sl0t or childish now? Also she told me that she replaced me with that friend of ours, as a joke. Haha I guess . It’s making me pretty mad and sad.
why did some teenage boys in a jeep follow me and scream ”aggahahhaagahgagaga” at me bro im crine
Idk why but for some reason my sa’ed by my uncle and my moms ex bf trying to rape me and a boy in 6th grade touching me inniproperatly
I mean on my dads borthday he drank tiquial witha. Feiwnd and punched me and alapped me in the face twice and i tryed ro kms that night but before that i ahd to call my aunt to come over
I try…i mean not like my mom can defwnd me i havent see her since i was 2 1/2 beacuse shes a druggy
i got followed again when i snuck out on the scooter
these idiots keep following me for miles
but
hide behind one house
and
they dont find me
i hate those girls and women i hate they can fall on their face 50x
So my mom basically wants to control my life by putting a bedtime and computer time curfew at 12pm my mom block the internet on everything and its summer break and i should be able to stay up late its making me want to break something and its unfair and rude and i’m just so pissed off.
Finally decided to try the relationship thing again. I thought we were happy, everything was great and then all of the sudden He’s caught cheating, and she says she’s pregnant, he denies ofc. I can’t believe anything either of them say they have lied to me so much. And this has sent me in a spiral with no self confidence. I feel ugly and unwanted and no matter how many time i try to get him to understand he doesn’t. He has no place to go so he still lives here, but we aren’t together. He keeps trying to initiate things and I messed up and didnt stand my ground. and ended up in my feelings again all over. Idk how to get over him, let this go, and move on and love myself. I don’t know how to process my feelings right now.
I feel so alone, I’d like some comfort but there really is nowhere to turn anymore. I feel beyond anyone’s loving arms. I’ll die with every part of me
There was so many more things I wanted to do. Oh well, I guess. Then I want to ask if he hates life as much as I do, and if he does, my last wish, I know it’s greedy, I know it’s wrong, I know it’s a lot to ask. I want to die with you, I want to end my life with you, it’s what I want. What do you want?
Do you have fun with me?
I guess I do truly love to spend time with you the most. You let me be miserable, like you?
Need someone to look at my scars and tell me my pain is real. Think I’ll tell someone I’m going to kill myself maybe I’ll get the help I need but I doubt it. Doubt I’ll tell anyone, and I doubt even if I did, they’d help.
I wish time had stopped where I had the most fun in life. Wish I could live in those memories forever, instead I’m here.
CRY AND CRY AND CRY FOR SALVATION, SALVATION, SALVATION. I LOOK FOR IT IN PEOPLE, THERAPY, RELIGION, HOBBIES, PETS, A SENSE OF PURPOSE, A GOAL, NOTHING, NOTHING, FUCKING NOTHIIIING. NOT HATE NOR LOVE CAN KEEP ME PLANTED ON THIS PLANET I FUUUUUUCCKKKKING HAAAAAAAAAAAATE I LOOOOOOOOOOAAAATHE MY EXISTENCE WITH EV-RY-THING. EVERY PEICE OF FLESH BONE AND VISCERA, I WANT IT DEAD I WANT TO MURDER MYSELF I HATE IT SO BAD, SO MUCH, TO AN EXTENT NOBODY SEEMS TO BE ABLE TO COMPREHEND. THERE’S NOTHING LEFT FOR ME TO BE HERE, I HATE IT ALLL.
FUCK, IM GONNA CUT MYSELF, IM GONNA KILL MYSELF. I THOUGHT IF ANYONE, IF ANYONE, HE OF ALL PEOPLE COULD MAKE ME HAPPY. AND HE DOES, BUT ITS NOT ENOUGH TO DRIVE THE MISERY AWAY, AND I FEEL TERRIBLE FOR IT. NO MATTER WHO IM WITH, IM ALWAYS FUCKING SAD, FUCK, FUCKKK, ITS NEVER GOING TO GO AWAY I HATE THIS I HATE MY FUCKING LIFE, I HATE MY LIFE, EVERYTHING, IT’S ALL FUCKED IDFC ANYMORE I’LL DIE I wanna die, nobody gets it, nobody wants to get it, it’s never going to work, life is never going to work for me. I can’t live, it just doesn’t suit me. I really thought I could be happy. Idk what to do, tell me what to do, I just don’t want to keep feeling like this anymore, I don’t wanna feel at all. I’m going to have to tell him about the suicide note then. WAAAHHH WHY DOES NOTHING EVER WORK FOR ME, WHY WAS I BORN FUCK FUCK YOU GOD WHY DID YOU MAKE ME YOU PIECE OF SHIT JUST FOR ME TO BE HERE AND SUFFER AND MAKE OTHERS SUFFER WITH MY MERE EXISTENCE ILL FUCKING KILL MYSELF JUST TO SPITE YOU, I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU ALL AND I HATE MYSELF TOO YOU ALL FUCKING SUCK