2025-06-09... 12:26 am
Ripped the seats out of my car so now i can go camping in it
I am by no means a politically correct person.. You know what i hate? overly logical people. The truth is, you dont need to pull up facts, and statistics, and all this fancy bullshit when it comes to debating about moral issues... which is what EVERY FUCKING DEBATE IS ABOUT. Abortion, gay rights, womens rights, mental health, etc.. These people are all Logic, no Heart. and because they dont have a heart, they use what pulls on the strings of others.. Children. "you cant have an abortion, that kills children!! gays cant exist, they confuse children!! We cant offer therapy to children, theyll be weak!!!" Yet they let children go to church, they let children go to war, they put children in abusive homes, and they fucking rape them!!!!!!!!!!!! Why are we debating people who are obviusly lying? it isnt about keeping ANYONE safe, its about CONTROL. these people are SPAWNS OF SATAN. It fuckin sucks living in this world!!!!! They literally send us out to DIE FOR MONEY. Im not even an anarchist, i never have been, I really do believe there should be order, but THIS IS SHIT! i've about had enough of these fucking dicks plaguing the planet. KILL ALL THE ASSHOLES!!!!!!!!!!!
Ripped the seats out of my car so now i can go camping in it
i think i might actually have depression, which is weird because although ive always been an activly suicidal person, i never felt the need to identify with labels like "depressed". But with how shits going right now i think its safe to say i have depression lol. navigating this is hard, im trying to take care of my physical health first, seeing if it helps.. not that im unhealthy, i just... could be better. ive been using nice language towards myself, and it does help a bit.. sometimes i HAVE to look in the mirror and tell myself that "everything is going to be alright", or else the day feels impossible. One thing i cant, and dont really want, to work on is self harm. ive always hurt myself as a coping mechanism, and its the most helpful. im not entirely sure why it helps, maybe because of the adrenaline rush, or a distraction, since i *enjoy* being in pain it kindof distracts the suicideal tendencies part.. idk. im sorry i share so much shit on here, although nobody has to read it. i guess its just comforting to put it out there, it makes me feel less guilty, like im hiding a dark secret from the world.
im no good alive and too pathetic to die. i wish i could say goodbye, humans are so cruel. if i had a gun i would shoot myself right between the fuckng eyes.
meowwwwwwwwwwwwww.
i keep drinking, and i keep fucking running my mouth ,im an asshole,i hate people, and people hate me. thats how its always been. . everytime i get a voice i freak the fuck out . i cant be alone any longer, but im not fit of mind to be seen by you people, and for what its worth, i apologise. i just want to be held and be told with certainty that its gonna go away
i need MONEY!!!! a LOT OF IT, and FAST!!!!! im going to work at 12 till 9 pm today. disgusting shift. however its not everyday, so ill survive. i gotta grab a shower and actually eat something today... damn!! to the whole 2 people who maybe read these rants, sorry for the negativity. ive been fighting with god these past few weeks. i keep seeing the signs, its really starting to freak me out. i feel like someones gonna come up behind me at any minute. what if i get kidnapped...? or raped?? or they try to wipe my brain!? they cant get in. i wont let them in
i feel helpless. i cant write, cant make art, cant make music, ive got the motive for it all, but inevitably, im a nobody. i try so hard, i swear i do, but its usless. Im gonna start a new project, deadsex feels.. dead. Everthing does. god, i know I am!
god i wanna kill myself
I GOT WHAT I NEED..HAHAHAH!!!!
Some days, i feel like a dead man walking. theres a sense of dread with every choice i make,and slowly ive come to realize that i am not truley alive... i crave pleasure, something new.. ive gotta get the fuck out of here!
The town had turned into hell. The sky was black, the water was red, Trucks and cars were on fire, yet they were driving perfectly fine. all of the buildings had been turned into stone, with faces carved into them. they danced and laughed at me. everyone was screaming, but I was screaming the loudest