"If the person you bully was a clay model and you decide to stab it like bullying it and then you keep stabing it like ur bullying it just like what i said one of the body parts or more comes off, then you say sorry by fixing the body parts of the clay model even though they forgive you it doesn't matter on the front all it matters on the back, because if the body part that was fixed comes off their never fixed. " -me
I always hear this song bc i find confy,but everyone is sayng things,today my mom break a glass cup in the wall and screamed so much horryfing things,one of them is that she dont wanted for me to be born,the reason?I put pasta in the water when was not boiling I cleaned the house and was helping my sister do her school things, i was in call with her,she heard everything This is not and is not gonna be the first time Im 14 And im not the type of bad kid,everyone say that to me,that in calm and quiet She cares about a pasta but not me Well i didnt have luck But at least she dont put cigarrets on my skin
man, I have a friend group of 3 (me, friend, and friend). Unfortunately, I’m like the punching bag on the group. So the group leader plays favoritism on my other friend in the group, and they constantly insult me whenever they feel like it, but when it doesn’t happen, it’s pretty peaceful and we have a good time, which is rare due to the amount of favoritism played on my other friend and insults thrown at me. I just wish I had true friends that liked me as a friend, not some punching bag. I just want to be loved, is it so hard?? And plus, to think that I’m still under the age of 18 makes it even worse, going through such mental pain as not even a young-adult.
I've always hated myself for being a terrible person, But i really do care about the people who love me. But i can never go right out on the right end, It always makes it worse.. I just want to give them a hug and say. " *I'm so sorry..* "
Hello my friends if you are reading this I want you to know Jesus loves you and he still does come to him all you who are weary and he will give you rest . God bless all.
My two grandparents and my uncle passed 3-2 years ago... My uncle died from an overdose, i remember being on the balcony of his apartment, the way the breeze smelt was insane.. My grandma started drinking alot due to my uncles death, and my grandpa's machine that helped his kidneys keep moving failed and the last thing i remember of him was him acting drunk and the paramedics helping him on the stretcher, he died like a day after. My grandma drank heavily and we had to cancel our christmas gathering due to it. She later died of a heart attack and my mom found her, she was cold at that point. she's been dead for hours, i miss my grandpa. he made the best pancakes and waffles.
Oh Herr Jesus komm doch bald, komm bitte schnell. Jesus ich brauche dich und ich liebe dich. Du bist mein Herr, mein Retter und mein erlöser. Ich brauche dich zu jeder stunde. Ich kann nicht ohne dich mein Herr. Bitte vergebe mir für alles böse. Ich will das gute machen aber ich kann nicht. Ich hasse die Sünde oh Herr. Vergib mir. Und öffne die Herzen aller Menschen die Dich verwerfen. Danke oh Herr für alles. Ich liebe dich in jesu Namen. Amen
Yeah, this song makes me remember when i was kid, when i used to play with Nintendo Ds, Wii or Playstation 3, when my grandparents were younger than now, and when i didn’t know what alcol, cigarettes or gambling were…
Sometimes life just feels like that but no matter what you have gone through suicide is not the answer, life is beautiful, but society is cruel, it's not you its everyone else.
P̴̘̤̯͙͐̔̍͊̑̏́̌̇̎̓̀͘ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜o̶̯͎̱͐̇͋̅̃̈́͋̽̊̀̓͊̃́͋̓p̸̢̻͓͎̻͙͂͒̋͒̓̃͊̐̔͘͝l̷̢̨̨̫̼͙̞͉̗͉̖̲̖̞̿̉ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝ȟ̸̨̯̲̝̳͓͎̭͖͊̄̔̽̓̂̋̇̋̀̕̚͜â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝ â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽ŕ̶̛̰̱̈́̀́̑̿̾͛͂̈́͗̓̈́̒͘͝️ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽l̷̢̨̨̫̼͙̞͉̗͉̖̲̖̞̿̉o̶̯͎̱͐̇͋̅̃̈́͋̽̊̀̓͊̃́͋̓️ṉ̵͓̬͈̞̥̭̥̇̓̔͋ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽ŕ̶̛̰̱̈́̀́̑̿̾͛͂̈́͗̓̈́̒͘͝️ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝ȟ̸̨̯̲̝̳͓͎̭͖͊̄̔̽̓̂̋̇̋̀̕̚͜ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ ️ṉ̵͓̬͈̞̥̭̥̇̓̔͋i̵̢̢̡͚̩̞̥͕̜̻̫̩̐̈͘͜️c̸̛͕̯͂̐̓͗͊͛͝ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜️ş̵̛̳̍̃̏͆̏̂̎͌͘͝͝͝͝t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝ b̶̖̤̋́̋̾̔͗̆͊̊̆́͑̌͆͊̈́ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜️c̸̛͕̯͂̐̓͗͊͛͝â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽u̴̢̠͎̲̗̮̤̥̪̖̦͈͕͛̈́̀̒̒̄̚͠️ş̵̛̳̍̃̏͆̏̂̎͌͘͝͝͝͝ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝ȟ̸̨̯̲̝̳͓͎̭͖͊̄̔̽̓̂̋̇̋̀̕̚͜i̵̢̢̡͚̩̞̥͕̜̻̫̩̐̈͘͜️ş̵̛̳̍̃̏͆̏̂̎͌͘͝͝͝͝ ️ş̵̛̳̍̃̏͆̏̂̎͌͘͝͝͝͝o̶̯͎̱͐̇͋̅̃̈́͋̽̊̀̓͊̃́͋̓️ṉ̵͓̬͈̞̥̭̥̇̓̔͋ğ̶̡͚̺̼̱̺̘̳̘̩͚̯͔̎̅̍͋̒́̔̈́̎̂͜͜ i̵̢̢̡͚̩̞̥͕̜̻̫̩̐̈͘͜️ş̵̛̳̍̃̏͆̏̂̎͌͘͝͝͝͝ t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝ȟ̸̨̯̲̝̳͓͎̭͖͊̄̔̽̓̂̋̇̋̀̕̚͜ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ o̶̯͎̱͐̇͋̅̃̈́͋̽̊̀̓͊̃́͋̓️ṉ̵͓̬͈̞̥̭̥̇̓̔͋ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜️ş̵̛̳̍̃̏͆̏̂̎͌͘͝͝͝͝ t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝ȟ̸̨̯̲̝̳͓͎̭͖͊̄̔̽̓̂̋̇̋̀̕̚͜â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝ ȟ̸̨̯̲̝̳͓͎̭͖͊̄̔̽̓̂̋̇̋̀̕̚͜â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽ṿ̷̮͚̤͊̋̐͊͊̑̅̇̊̎̚͠ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ b̶̖̤̋́̋̾̔͗̆͊̊̆́͑̌͆͊̈́â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽d̴̨̢̤̗̦͚̺̭̤͙̹̃̕ t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝ȟ̸̨̯̲̝̳͓͎̭͖͊̄̔̽̓̂̋̇̋̀̕̚͜i̵̢̢̡͚̩̞̥͕̜̻̫̩̐̈͘͜️ṉ̵͓̬͈̞̥̭̥̇̓̔͋ğ̶̡͚̺̼̱̺̘̳̘̩͚̯͔̎̅̍͋̒́̔̈́̎̂͜͜️ş̵̛̳̍̃̏͆̏̂̎͌͘͝͝͝͝ ȟ̸̨̯̲̝̳͓͎̭͖͊̄̔̽̓̂̋̇̋̀̕̚͜â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽p̸̢̻͓͎̻͙͂͒̋͒̓̃͊̐̔͘͝p̸̢̻͓͎̻͙͂͒̋͒̓̃͊̐̔͘͝ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜️ṉ̵͓̬͈̞̥̭̥̇̓̔͋i̵̢̢̡͚̩̞̥͕̜̻̫̩̐̈͘͜️ṉ̵͓̬͈̞̥̭̥̇̓̔͋ğ̶̡͚̺̼̱̺̘̳̘̩͚̯͔̎̅̍͋̒́̔̈́̎̂͜͜ t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝o̶̯͎̱͐̇͋̅̃̈́͋̽̊̀̓͊̃́͋̓ t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝ȟ̸̨̯̲̝̳͓͎̭͖͊̄̔̽̓̂̋̇̋̀̕̚͜ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜m̶̥͇͈̣̏͑̿͑̃̈͛̕͠ â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽️ṉ̵͓̬͈̞̥̭̥̇̓̔͋d̴̨̢̤̗̦͚̺̭̤͙̹̃̕ t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝ȟ̸̨̯̲̝̳͓͎̭͖͊̄̔̽̓̂̋̇̋̀̕̚͜ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ p̸̢̻͓͎̻͙͂͒̋͒̓̃͊̐̔͘͝ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜o̶̯͎̱͐̇͋̅̃̈́͋̽̊̀̓͊̃́͋̓p̸̢̻͓͎̻͙͂͒̋͒̓̃͊̐̔͘͝l̷̢̨̨̫̼͙̞͉̗͉̖̲̖̞̿̉ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ d̴̨̢̤̗̦͚̺̭̤͙̹̃̕o̶̯͎̱͐̇͋̅̃̈́͋̽̊̀̓͊̃́͋̓️ṉ̵͓̬͈̞̥̭̥̇̓̔͋'t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝ k̵̨̪̖͇͙͎̜͊̌͘͜️ṉ̵͓̬͈̞̥̭̥̇̓̔͋o̶̯͎̱͐̇͋̅̃̈́͋̽̊̀̓͊̃́͋̓ŵ̵̨̢̳̞̤̝̖̠̘̩̞̘̭͍̘̐́̈͑̈́̐̂̔̽̓͋̂̔ͅ ŵ̵̨̢̳̞̤̝̖̠̘̩̞̘̭͍̘̐́̈͑̈́̐̂̔̽̓͋̂̔ͅȟ̸̨̯̲̝̳͓͎̭͖͊̄̔̽̓̂̋̇̋̀̕̚͜â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝ ȟ̸̨̯̲̝̳͓͎̭͖͊̄̔̽̓̂̋̇̋̀̕̚͜â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽p̸̢̻͓͎̻͙͂͒̋͒̓̃͊̐̔͘͝p̸̢̻͓͎̻͙͂͒̋͒̓̃͊̐̔͘͝ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜️ṉ̵͓̬͈̞̥̭̥̇̓̔͋ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜d̴̨̢̤̗̦͚̺̭̤͙̹̃̕ b̶̖̤̋́̋̾̔͗̆͊̊̆́͑̌͆͊̈́u̴̢̠͎̲̗̮̤̥̪̖̦͈͕͛̈́̀̒̒̄̚͠t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝ p̸̢̻͓͎̻͙͂͒̋͒̓̃͊̐̔͘͝ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜o̶̯͎̱͐̇͋̅̃̈́͋̽̊̀̓͊̃́͋̓p̸̢̻͓͎̻͙͂͒̋͒̓̃͊̐̔͘͝l̷̢̨̨̫̼͙̞͉̗͉̖̲̖̞̿̉ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝ȟ̸̨̯̲̝̳͓͎̭͖͊̄̔̽̓̂̋̇̋̀̕̚͜â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽t̵̏͛̃̍́̈̚͜͝ â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽ŕ̶̛̰̱̈́̀́̑̿̾͛͂̈́͗̓̈́̒͘͝️ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽l̷̢̨̨̫̼͙̞͉̗͉̖̲̖̞̿̉o̶̯͎̱͐̇͋̅̃̈́͋̽̊̀̓͊̃́͋̓️ṉ̵͓̬͈̞̥̭̥̇̓̔͋ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽ŕ̶̛̰̱̈́̀́̑̿̾͛͂̈́͗̓̈́̒͘͝️ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ ️ṉ̵͓̬͈̞̥̭̥̇̓̔͋i̵̢̢̡͚̩̞̥͕̜̻̫̩̐̈͘͜️c̸̛͕̯͂̐̓͗͊͛͝ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ Translation but different : people that are alone are always the nicest because they have bad things happening like MY dog died one month ago bad things happen but people that are alone that listen to this are the nicest they can be..
My drumkit i havent touched for 2 years... and my shattered dreams of becoming à pro drummer... leaving me as empty as the coffin waiting for me to come to an end already
Damn I was drawing while listening to music and this came up and instantly made me think of my childhood as well as my dream to get to where I am today. I was just a young kid with a dream for music and art. I wish I could go back to being that kid, cause then I wouldn't have to deal with all of this stress that I'm dealing with. But I'm following my own advice, and that is to Stay Strong and Live On.
man why? i don't know anything anymore i don't even know what love feels like i don't have friends nothing not even mad at myself or anything I just don't get the feeling of being alive such a dull and gray life i live hope something can change soon hate it here. (edit) man i just had a really gross interaction with someone my age "15 years old" and i can't stop thinking of it felt sick after some kid said he had a inflation fetish and knew other young kids that were like 10 being exposed to that stuff and it fucking breaks my heart dude i wish i could help him
