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Re: Dirty Little Secrets...
Posted: Mar 14th, '11, 02:04
by MooingMoe
Rawr.
You torment me daily.
I just put up with your shit.
I hate you so bad you ugly evil one.
Re: Dirty Little Secrets...
Posted: Mar 14th, '11, 05:53
by Reila
Your death was shocking, but I felt more relief than grief or sadness. Most of my worries and problems were caused by you, and now that you're gone, they are too. And I'm not sorry. You never cared who you hurt as long as you got what you wanted.
Re: Dirty Little Secrets...
Posted: Mar 14th, '11, 05:54
by Sellesion
I hate living in this appartment already... so many things are wrong with it, and the location sucks. I wish I could ask my dad to move again, but we can't afford it...
Re: Dirty Little Secrets...
Posted: Mar 15th, '11, 02:33
by ladyceres
I'd love to tell you your family member is failing because I know what is on that boy's mind..Seriously I've seen boys like that they don't get very far in life and they end up regretting themselves.
My first impression of him was right on the money I could tell this guy just wanted to be there to get laid and he'll flunk guaranteed.
What I wonder is how he got there in the first place with a mindset of oh i'm almost 21 I'm going to drink legally and then get a military girlfriend.
Re: Dirty Little Secrets...
Posted: Mar 17th, '11, 04:47
by bluejay2000
I secretly crush on you and you crush on my arch-enemy.
Why don't you see anything?
Even if I stomped on your foot with a pail of seawater and a monkey, you still wouldn't notice me.
Nothing works.
Not even suicide or fatal injuries.
THERE'S MORE TO LIFE THAN JUST YOUR LOVE FOR SOMEONE!!!
Re: Dirty Little Secrets...
Posted: Mar 17th, '11, 17:52
by Moi
I can acknowledge someone's pain and loss.
But I feel no compassion for them.
I realize I should and I can fake it, but inside I feel nothing.
It makes me feel like a horrible person.
Re: Dirty Little Secrets...
Posted: Mar 17th, '11, 20:36
by Zemmy
You ruin my life.
You steal my money.
You try to force me into the military.
You won't tell me who my real father is.
You won't let me move out.
It's not wrong to want you dead.
Re: Dirty Little Secrets...
Posted: Mar 17th, '11, 22:16
by Bramblelegs
look at me now. i don't have to give a fuck about what you say anymore. i'm stronger then i was before. so fuck the insults, fuck the drama, and fuck you. i don't have to care anymore.
but because of you changed me forever. i have to deal with insecurity, depression, soical problems, and self-esteem issues. i can no longer look at myself and think that i am 'pretty', i can't find anything good about me, and i always feel like i'm out of place. i starved myself because of you. i can't talk to people anymore because of you. and because of you my entire personality has changed. i'm no longer that hyper fun loving person i once was, now i have a harder attitude towards people. i'm no longer afraid to fight back. i'm not afraid to come out and say what i want, and i'm not afraid to disagree with someone just because their 'POPULAR'. i no longer wear those 'cheery' colors. no more yellows, pinks, oranges, and light blues. it's all turned into greys, blacks, dark purples, dark pinks, and dark blues. i've started to wear darker make-up, and my music went from pop, to rap, punk and alternative. and now thanks to you, i can't even talk to anyone. i can't tell people about my feelings, i can't express anything. i'm afraid of what people would think if they knew what has happened, and what has gone through my mind. words have changed me, and i'm suffering.
but one day when we grow up, you will see me again. i will be an actress, or a singer, or an olympian in the sports world, or a professor in a university, a scientist, or even the first one to do it all. you will remember, and regret what you said. and when you come crawling back asking for another chance that's when i'll laugh. that's when i will see you hurt, and that's when you will learn what you've done. and that's when i will tell you to go home, and spend the rest of your life with the burden of what you had caused someone. that you could have been a good friend of, and had scarred.
but i can only get stronger. you have helped me to see who is and isn't worth my time. i have learned a valuable leasson, and i will never forget it. so thank you for your concern about my well being. you have changed me, and i will end up living a better life because of you. while i hope that you will die when you are old with the memory of the one that had become more then you could ever, and turned out to be stronger then you could ever remember. so in the end thank you. because now i know what the world is all about, and that there are morons everywhere. i will never forget...
Re: Dirty Little Secrets...
Posted: Mar 18th, '11, 06:55
by Eruvandir
I hate you so much I wouldn't care if you got hurt. Remember that time you were crying at school and I came over to comfort you? Well, I only went to you because my classmates forced me too!
You use me, you hurt me emotionally, physically and mentally, and you disrespect me.
You don't even respect mum or dad!
I don't care even if we're related by blood.
I hate you and your stinking 'I'm the boss here' attitude!
Re: Dirty Little Secrets...
Posted: Mar 18th, '11, 15:55
by Boyish
I once threatened to kill someone. I was completely serious. And even though I should feel bad for treating another human being like that, I can't bring myself to care. I don't feel a thing for other people. No compassion at all. I can turn my feelings off when I don't want to think about people. I'm scared of being a psychopath.