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Re: Dirty Little Secrets...

Posted: Apr 17th, '15, 13:01
by CycloneKira
Want me to be like you? Well, tough, because I don't want to be like you!

Re: Dirty Little Secrets...

Posted: Apr 19th, '15, 00:02
by Alith Anar
It was 8 years today that I had my son... I can't believe I would have had an 8 year old running around, I'm barely coping with my 10 month old daughter... In a way I am glad my son didn't survive, but it doesn't stop me from falling into depression and wondering what could have been...

Re: Dirty Little Secrets...

Posted: Apr 20th, '15, 14:18
by Popodoki
please please please don't scare me like that
I need to hear your voice asap please

Re: Dirty Little Secrets...

Posted: Apr 20th, '15, 15:18
by CycloneKira
Get out of my head. Now.

Re: Dirty Little Secrets...

Posted: Apr 20th, '15, 17:01
by Fire
They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They love me, don't they? They can't be that bad. They love me, don't they? They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They love me. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. Don't they? They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. Don't they care about me? They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. Don't they? They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They wouldn't. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They wouldn't! They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. No! They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. No! No! No! No! No! They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. Stop it! They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. Stop it stop it stop it! They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. No no no no no! They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They love me. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They wouldn't do that to me. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They wouldn't. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They wouldn't! They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad.
....Could they?

Re: Dirty Little Secrets...

Posted: Apr 20th, '15, 17:06
by Fire
They've been emotionally manipulating me my whole life.
Every day.
Every conversation we have.
Every.last.one.
They can't be that bad.
They can't.
They wouldn't.
They wouldn't do that to me.
They love me.
Don't they love me?
He's wrong.
They're all wrong.
They can't be that bad.
They can't.
They wouldn't.
They can't be that bad.
They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad. They can't be that bad.

Re: Dirty Little Secrets...

Posted: Apr 20th, '15, 17:14
by jacobgrey
I'm really sad to not hear your voice. I know this is a good thing for you and for us in general, but it gives me one more reason to one to leave here.

Re: Dirty Little Secrets...

Posted: Apr 21st, '15, 09:03
by CycloneKira
I don't know who I am anymore. I don't even know who I was. The only account of my past and present selves are given by you. But you could be wrong. You're only human. You are all only human. And how could you know the real me when I've been hiding it from you from the very beginning? How could you believe that I was something when whatever it was that you saw was all a big fake?

Stop telling me who I am and who I was. I want to find out for myself. I don't want you to tell me anymore. This is the end.

Re: Dirty Little Secrets...

Posted: Apr 21st, '15, 10:30
by CycloneKira
I know I'm sane while I'm writing this...

I've been through shit. I have super-manipulative people around me, who want me to be like them or want me to do things for them. When I say no and try not to take the shit they're giving me, they retaliate in horrible ways. I am hopelessly cut off from everyone around me and I take refuge in the internet. I am highly irresponsible and laid back and I tend to stop caring about what happens to my life.

Still, despite all that... I'm strangely... happy. It doesn't make sense, but I am.

EDIT: I just got a Sakura flower for this post XD. Almost as if the site was rewarding me for thinking positively. I know that's not possible, but well... :P

Re: Dirty Little Secrets...

Posted: Apr 23rd, '15, 17:35
by Ciel-Kun
I've lost all motivation and passion. I feel like a dead person living.
The thoughts have returned and living here is just making things depressing or irritating. I don't know what to do with life. I honestly wished that sometimes there's someone directing me the way because I'm lost.