lawlietsph
can we be done here
- May 6, 2023
- 248
I fucking hate people to be honest.
But I also crave them.
People are horrible.
They use, manipulate, gaslight you into thinking there's something wrong with you.
You swallow all your needs, because it bothers them. You completely change your personality, just so they will stay.
And when I finally have enough and lash out, I am labeled as a crazy complaining bitch.
I hate smartphones. I've met many people this way, all of them broke me into pieces. It's fucking stupid, they can write me things - anything they want.
And when it hurts me, I can't do anything about it. They are not here, I can't yell at them. So what happens is I stay alone with all my anger. It destroys me, it's causing me sleepless fucking nights, tears, deep pain, and I can't do anything about it. And they don't give a shit.
All the people I thought will be part of my life somehow, they all destroyed me and had zero remorse.
I'm empty and done. So done with this fucking disgusting life. And people treating each other like crap. There is not a single relationship in my entire life that didn't cause me unspeakable pain.
I don't want to talk to humans anymore. But then what's the fucking point? Why would I live one minute longer?
My head is a huge mess. I am empty, but still so fucking angry. Everything hurts. Seeing, hearing, feeling, breathing, everything hurts so fucking much. And I am full of rage.
I hate that we speak, text on these fucking phones. Because when something bad happens, you are left alone with all of your deep anger. Left alone to figure out how the fuck are you going to get through another heartbreak again. AGAIN. You can't scream at the other person's face, you can't scream how much he hurt you and how much he fucking made you want to slit your throat with a kitchen knife.
It's not that they give a shit anyway.
People are horrible.
I am no different.
I have to die, just fucking die, nobody gives a shit anyway, I am only good for being used and being manipulated.
Punching my own head is not enough punishment anymore. I need to fucking die, to lit myself on fire.
I wanted to do it with sn or by partial hanging.
The hell with those.
I need to fucking burn alive, maybe then I won't feel this excruciating pain in my fucking brain and soul. Shoot me, shoot my stupid skull so it's breaking into billions of pieces, spit on my corpse, destroy it with an axe, cut me, cut my flesh until it's becoming one with the earth, feed me to the dogs and bears, make me non existent, scream at my ugly remains, scream from the top of your lungs just how much of a fucking nobody I am, tell me how fucking ugly and disgusting my whole existence is, that I am nothing but a stupid fat bitch, worthless and only good for using and abusing.
The pain. The pain is unbearable. I want to rip out my eyeballs, rip out my brain, my heart, my lungs, every part of me is pure dirt, it's disgusting and should be destroyed by flames.
Die, die die die die die stupid ugly disgusting fat dumb bitch too much not enough you'll never be loved never ever stop trying stop hoping stop holding onto fucking shit people stop stop stop stop
But I also crave them.
People are horrible.
They use, manipulate, gaslight you into thinking there's something wrong with you.
You swallow all your needs, because it bothers them. You completely change your personality, just so they will stay.
And when I finally have enough and lash out, I am labeled as a crazy complaining bitch.
I hate smartphones. I've met many people this way, all of them broke me into pieces. It's fucking stupid, they can write me things - anything they want.
And when it hurts me, I can't do anything about it. They are not here, I can't yell at them. So what happens is I stay alone with all my anger. It destroys me, it's causing me sleepless fucking nights, tears, deep pain, and I can't do anything about it. And they don't give a shit.
All the people I thought will be part of my life somehow, they all destroyed me and had zero remorse.
I'm empty and done. So done with this fucking disgusting life. And people treating each other like crap. There is not a single relationship in my entire life that didn't cause me unspeakable pain.
I don't want to talk to humans anymore. But then what's the fucking point? Why would I live one minute longer?
My head is a huge mess. I am empty, but still so fucking angry. Everything hurts. Seeing, hearing, feeling, breathing, everything hurts so fucking much. And I am full of rage.
I hate that we speak, text on these fucking phones. Because when something bad happens, you are left alone with all of your deep anger. Left alone to figure out how the fuck are you going to get through another heartbreak again. AGAIN. You can't scream at the other person's face, you can't scream how much he hurt you and how much he fucking made you want to slit your throat with a kitchen knife.
It's not that they give a shit anyway.
People are horrible.
I am no different.
I have to die, just fucking die, nobody gives a shit anyway, I am only good for being used and being manipulated.
Punching my own head is not enough punishment anymore. I need to fucking die, to lit myself on fire.
I wanted to do it with sn or by partial hanging.
The hell with those.
I need to fucking burn alive, maybe then I won't feel this excruciating pain in my fucking brain and soul. Shoot me, shoot my stupid skull so it's breaking into billions of pieces, spit on my corpse, destroy it with an axe, cut me, cut my flesh until it's becoming one with the earth, feed me to the dogs and bears, make me non existent, scream at my ugly remains, scream from the top of your lungs just how much of a fucking nobody I am, tell me how fucking ugly and disgusting my whole existence is, that I am nothing but a stupid fat bitch, worthless and only good for using and abusing.
The pain. The pain is unbearable. I want to rip out my eyeballs, rip out my brain, my heart, my lungs, every part of me is pure dirt, it's disgusting and should be destroyed by flames.
Die, die die die die die stupid ugly disgusting fat dumb bitch too much not enough you'll never be loved never ever stop trying stop hoping stop holding onto fucking shit people stop stop stop stop
I know this feeling all too well... Wish I could take some of the pain away from you 
