You know perfectly well why you're feeling down anon, you just don't want to admit it.
I live about 90 miles from the gulf coast. Considering just leaving my shit behind except shirt shorts hat and shoes and walking all the way there then straight into the ocean
bathtub is closer. why an hero when tired, that's a long walk
this isn't super sad.
In hispanic families kids will cling to their parents legs until they're 30+
>trying desperately not to fall into this
>working my ass off trying to be able to get enough money to get enough for rent
>working double shifts at shit tier clothing store
>hopefully get promoted
>hopefully get out on my own
>thinking about suicide
might be a stretch but i definitely fucking see it now. I saw 20 and the mom and just instantly thought what i posted. I still thought it was sad at first.
I'm looking for a feelsy story about a guy who works at a coffee shop and meets a girl there.
There's a twist at the end where it's all actually her imagining the whole thing.
Anyone have that story?
this is hit fucking home for me i cant fucking stop crying holy shit
I did, Google is love, Google is life
I almost believed it until the "lift the bus superdad" bit. You can always tell a stories fake cause for some reason people dont know how kids actually act. PROTIP: not like that
This one still fucking gets me
Look who it is again, ID Heaven. I'm fed up with your shit faggot. The other day when you called me a newfag, yeah, haven't forgotten about that yet.
Fuck you I've been on here for months and probably get on here more than you anyways. Don't you know that you make yourself look like a newfag when you call others newfag?
Just because you learned how to hack your name and change it to "Heaven" does not give you the right to disrespect anyone at any time.
My Lord Atheismo...
I owe you one bro.
The void is great what are you talking about
loneliness: you wish that somewhere, someone somehow comes to you
someone to talk to
i'd think of my hate for beeing lonely when i try to motivate myself from doing stupid things
when you're lonely, you start to hate yourself after some time.
you start to don't give a shit about yourself, like this beautiful anon said
You give up on yourself, on trying to make yourself better, happy, on living instead of surviving, on taking risks, on being yourself, sometimes you give up on being at all... only because you know you won't find happiness, you know you don't deserve it... You expect nothing, only for the sake of not suffering any longer. It appears when you sabotage your own hope, your own dreams and every chance you get, only because you're afraid of being let down again, by yourself, who you blame for everything. About how it feels... well, most people that are afraid when they wake up, they're afraid that they'll die, you feel afraid that you will survive. You feel alone, isolated, drowning, while everyone around you is breathing, perfectly fine, like there's nothing wrong pike you didn't exist. The ones that notice, they'll ask "why are you so quiet?" and you lie, you say just my personality..."; Then they ask "why don't you come out with us?" and you make a lame excuse when in reality you're afraid, afraid you'll like it and lose it, afraid you won't fit in again, afraid you'll break those walls you built just to get stabbed one... more... time... Finally they ask "Are you fine?" and you answer "Yes, just tired...", while withholding why you are tired, why you haven't slept for 3 days, all those hours looking at the ceilling, thinking of every single mistake you made, every single disappointment you had, every pain you've ever felt and how lt was everything your fault, how everyone would be better off without you, how you would be better off without yourself.
You torture your mind, you punch yourself, you hate everything... You drift away, you walk astray, push everyone away. You get yourself inside a cold empty space, loneliness, because it's how you feel less bad, until you can't stand it anymore. You go back and forth with feeling bad and feeling horrible for days, months, years... Eventually you learn to cope with it. You get out without going out, you live without living and love without loving. The perfect hollow mix between lonely and accompanied, the numb state where you don't feel bad, you don't feel good, you don't feel anything at all, unless you have some sort of reason to snae out of it. You learn to disguise it better, you learn to give yourself to other people without giving yourself at all. You grow ever so tired of everything, night by night, somedays you just can t fake lt, somedays you want to give lt all up and scream, but all you do is just trying to get some sleep, wake up, pretend it's everything fine again and go through another day..
This is probably the strongest baww image I have ever seen. So simple, but so powerful.
hey /b/ros. Im not expecting advice or pads on the back, im just gona get it out of my chest.
my life as been shit since i was about 5 yo. till then it was the best times of my life. afther that i been walking the line bethen depression and ok.
At age 6 i started going to school were i got to be that left out kid no one playd with. but i was kinda fine with it what fucked me up was that my father started having driking problems...
At middle school i had but a couple of friends that i never really got along with, by now my mom and dad were separeted already so we were kinda financialy unstable. Besides all this shit my self esteem got high and i had this one girl that i used to talk to while we Whait for our parents to pic us after school.
In high school i got into a new class and started realising that tho i had a couple good friends now, we were complete wirdos. on the positive side i had that middle school girl in my class and i met a new one that i was quick to fall in love with.
Afther sometime i finaly got some balls and ask her out. She says that she doesnt feel the same way, i played it cool but inside i was crushed to a bajilion pices... and to help i discoverd that i was going to fail the final high school year.
fast foward to this week and every thing was going well, going out with friends making plans for the summer and looking for a job...
When the news that i might Fail the Mathmatics exame again comes crushing in and trows me to depression cause im not ready to loose another year... and that puts every thing into prespective... Realise that i dont have a job, cant go out cause i have to study(2nd phase exame), almost 20 still fully dependant on my mom that has became more and more unbearable over the years. no car no licence. and to put the cherry on top im realising that that middle school girll that had become my best friend is who i trully love, and i was a dumb fuck that let her go when she loved me back... today we are just drifting apart because of time and distance... The only reason i havent an hero is because of My older Bro who was more than a father and allways backed me up...
Sorry for the long shitty text but hey i feel bether and no one made you read that
Cheer up matey, a year means fuck all! My sister lost two years because of goofing around and shit, and then later realised that it isnt life braking. Besides, lots of people (and i do mean LOTS) graduate at 27 ot more.
i love the girly things images, a great reminder to put shit in perspective (and how fucking silly girls are)
I spent a span of 2 years with a girl in high school and i was always denying myself that i didn't like her. i never will. But for some reason i felt that i would regret not doing anything. (taught by you guys anons.)
So i wrote a short little paragraph about how i felt and she said yes. We went out for a span of a month and within it i completely literally went head over heels for her.
We broke up on our 50th day of going out together and I'm slowly beginning to let her go. I know that there're plenty of others out there and that time will fix these wounds. There's always been advice where you'd tell the person, don't think on it. Go do something, pre-occupy yourself.
My problem is she is now a scar. I no longer love her but everytime i look back i feel this surge of emptiness deep in my heart and know that she will never be mine. The life we could have once lived will never be.
I know HOW and WHY i should be strong, but I can't seem to budge from where i am. Why?
Why does she mean so much to me when what we had was so premature?