Siempre serás mi más grande amor, no sales de mi cabeza ni un segundo, como deseo que las cosas hubieran sido diferentes, te amo con todas las fuerzas de mi corazón bicho
I know this may sound dramatic, but having a crush is literally the worst thing I could ever have. Like it's a terrible pain when they reject you, you can't forget about them. It's too hard to forget about them... Because you liked them too much, you admire them and always dream about having them by your side, comforting you when you need them, you want them every time you think about them. Even when they reject you, you still have feelings for them that you cannot forget... I always wonder why can't I forget about him? Why do I always feel jealous when he's with other girls? I always want him to be mine? I can't just be jealous of those girls being close to him? He's not mine... Like rn I seriously don't know what I'm talking about... 🎀
I dont know how you guys think about it but when i die ill imagine an endless dandelion feild, and when i need to go home theres a path way towards a castle protected by a white dragon, I call him scale. And theres a tree with a swing on it, but ofcourse theres gonna be a town below for people to stay by. Youre always welcome to stay a while. Sooo would you come? 🙂
I want to run away. I am not meant for this place. I am not meant to be here. What does someone do when they realise their entire life was a lie. I don't remember any happy moments or days and the ones I do, they were lies. I mess everything up, I keep failing and falling, I pick myself up, I dust myself off but I fear even a phoenix stops rising from the ashes eventually. All the love ever borne on my name was a facade, others out of obligation. I cannot be fixed, I can be only broken. You either throw in another burning stick in my pyre and watch me burn or you burn yourself to the end of life. A vicious cycle is all I have ever lived. I hope it all stops one day.
10:45 pm. I'm on the bottom bunk of my sibling's and my shared bedroom. I have school tomorrow, and I should sleep. But I wont. I wont sleep for another few hours. i'll be crying. Comfort feels false, I'm exhausted and just want to end it all. I cry every night and I haven't smiled in days. But at least im medicated.
этот плейлист я слушала во время того, как умирала моя собака, для меня это безумно важный плейлист, спустя год, я не могу привыкнуть к тому, что это нормально, ее смерть для меня стала осколком.
Now I’m sitting and crying, I’m tormented by the fact that I can’t get rid of my attachment and dependence on people... I fell in love with a man who is much older than me. And I love him madly, but I can’t tell him this to his face, because he’s older than me. I can’t imagine the world without this person, I’m dependent on him. He is my meaning in life, and every time I try to make him pay attention to me. But he doesn't see this love. Okay, I’ll sit alone, but tears have been flowing down my necks for like an hour. Is love really that complicated? I think that I will never have family, friends, love. The playlist is very beautiful, thanks to this playlist you can cry alone and think about the meaning life.
I know how much is hard to feel like this because I had this feelings before with sb who is in my age but I know that you can get through it like I did , don't forget that yourself need to be loved and when you learn how to love her, you'll know your worth and that you don't deserve to feel this way . And I promise that you'll find love , have a family and friends just be confident in yourself
Im the problem and i know that sounds cliché it probly is but i am and i dont have any respons left to live i wish i could lose myself in the cigarette smoke and alcohol but i cant thats because if i do i would ruin the life ive built for myself. I dont know what to do i Hurt so many people by my action and words. I cant cry if i did that would be rude to those actualy Hurt id take their tears and make them mine. I cant im not the victem i might have been but i turned myself into the vilain and idk what to do
Nobody's perfect. We all make mistakes. But it doesn't seem like you like this version of yourself and I need you to know that it's possible to grow! I believe in you, believe in yourself too! ❤
When i saw the "it was your fault" i felt bad but i wanted to cry for some reason and also my dad said that he was gonna kill himself bcz of me and its my fault that i was born and now i think everything is my fault but i have a few people who listens to me and doesn't tell anyone else and one person is from online and she's amazing she helps me stay calm and happy and whenever im sad she always there for me and she's 13 and im about to be 12 so she is like two years older then me and once i didn't have her number yet and i was crying in the bathroom floor and she said to iust let it out and thank you Alyssa love you so much if u see this<333333
This playlist reminds me of how I felt when I was in 6th grade. In PE class, there was line jumps with weights, so I picked up the weights and did line jumps no problem, put he told me, “no missy put those down those are too heavy for you.” He said that to me but not the boys. It breaks my heart still because it broke my heart then. Sorry for this long ass vent, I just have nowhere else to do it 😔
pov: you’re listening to all your classmates talk about how they’re having parties and sleepovers and you know it’s already too late for you to ever experience friendships like that
i feel like being myself isnt okay these days should i pretend to be the perfect daughter my mom wanted or continue to get bullied i wish i wasnt like this i wish i had more friends i miss my old friends i want to travel but im to broke to i feel like im tearing apart my family i feel like if i hide all the stuff ive done it will all dissapear from my memory i dont wanna stop being who i am i just wanna be normal for once i wanna stop being a bratty child the always mad one i wish all my trauma and anger issues would go away.
I am just realizing that my mom scares me….. today me and my brother were arguing and I have anger issues, trauma, esc right? But today, he called me buttercup. Not a big deal but I was already angered and my bully was the only one who would call me nicknames like that and when I told my brother don’t call me that and said it again so we were both angered at that point so my father handled it but when my mom got home, I think Brennan was talking about it so when I was having a mental breakdown bc I didn’t control my anger and there was yelling and the voice that would replay thoughts and memories in my mind were on, my mom knock on my door and when I unlocked it she rushed in and started yelling at me when that is the last thing I think you should do when you see your child crying but ok, but I was terrified fricking terrified….
Приятно мечтать под музыкой. Когда уже школа заканчивается и возможно ты его последний раз увидела и никогда не увидишь ... Не возможно а рил так . И он все таки тот человек по которому страдала в подростковом периоде . Никогда не буду требовать взаимности просто хочу видеть его всегда...
20.05.2024 Я, выпускник 9 класса. Мне уже 16 лет, и знаете, я понял, что я не добился ничего, я не умею играть на пианино или на любом другом инструменте, не умею рисовать, петь, рассказывать шутки, сегодня у меня был выпускной, я и незаметил как прошли эти 9 лет, а я столько хотел сказать, я даже в этом сообщении ничего придумать не могу , я очень не многословный и это меня убивает, когда я хочу заговорить с друзьями я так скованно себя чувствую, будто бы я им не ровня и им все равно на меня, чувствую себя изгоем общества, иногда хочется просто убежать, далеко далеко, где меня никто не найдет, где нету этого пафоса, безразличия и обмана. Я завидую людям которые могут открыто говорить с людьми, я хочу убежать и начать все с самого начала, все начинает терять смысл, я почти не проявляю любви и внииания своим близким,я не знаю почему😭😭😭 я ведь так люблю их, я на все ради них готов, но почему то не могу это проявлять, также как и не могу проявлять свое мнение окружающему миру, я боюсь. Я боюсь, что я стану изгоем. Я не хочу быть онемевшим. Я не хочу грустить. Я не зочу испытывать стресс. Я знаю 2 языка почти в совершенстве но ни на одном из них не могу выразить свои чувства, я как буд-то пустой... Я хочу снова почувствовать себя живым.Я хочу чтоб меня любили и выслушали. Я хочу быть счастливым❤️🩹
the song of you’re an idiot always has been playing in my head. i’ve been surrounded by my childhood trauma of my parents arguing when u was a baby. the bullying at my old private school. the toxic relationships. the grades slipping downer and downer each year. parents are disappointed in me. mom thinks im the worst daughter in the world and just an embarrassment. I have to even speak to my teacher about my insecurities. trust other people more then my parents and family. cousins leave me. friend group falls apart. moved houses. friends become toxic. trust issues. self harm. overthinking. suicidal thoughts. “Idc” “Shut up” “Your yapping” “Womp womp” “Your dad left you”(he went to jail) “Ugly ahh” “Pick Me” “Ew you like hello kitty” “Legend is so ugly” “Bad taste” depression. less motivation. forcing myself to try and kill myself sometimes. disappointed in myself. social anxiety. anxiety. ADHD. “Why do you move so much are you crazy?” “It’s not funny like your jokes.” “SHUT UP YOU RUINED MY LIFE”(I didn’t do shi) insecure. braids to cover up real hair. all it takes is one move to end all the pain aria.
heh am an 11 yr old who feels like everyone hates her and blames every little damn thing on herself becoming somehow the proplem child when i do almost all chores <3
…… why the fuck am I so ungrateful I have so much I’m just an kid becoming a teenager I am just becoming a teen I have friends I have a good family I have have good grades…. Why the fuck do I feel like this I have almost everything I could possibly want I just stay in my room to long I’m just a fucking ungrateful bitch and I think things can only get worse because my life is great
Me siento mal porque me fue de mi casa por una situación de violencia donde mi papa me pegaba, mi mama no hizo nada al respecto asiq me escapé hice la denuncia por violencia y ahora no vivo en mi casa, mi mama me manipula para volver pero, se que si vuelvo no va a cambiar nada asique tengo q esperar que hacepte que mi papa me pegaba, me insultaba y geitaba, no quiero vivir mas eso por eso cada dia es una esperanza de q se resuelva. Me duele verla así, llorando, destrozada, y depresiva pero mi postura debe ser firme para que cambie, me duele, es como un golpe directo en el pecho y una puñalada en la garganta, no soy fria solo quiero arreglar las cosas, tengo q estudiar pero no hay un dolo dia que no piense en todo esto. A veces me d aganas de salir corriendo sin rumbo y respirara aire fresco sin pensar en nada ni nadie solo vivir un momento sin preocupaciones o estrés, por aunque sea un rato.
