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Crise du 18 juillet 2017
Why Am I doing this? Why Am I Always Fucking things up whenever I can? Is it too fucking much for my retarded brain to just fucking listen for once? Don't touch, don't say, don't pick, don't eat, yet you autistic cunt do it all! What stupid part of my mind can't let others be? People let me be, why can't I just go along and do the fucking same? I just hate myself someti.... I mean all the fucking time. It's like my brain wants to destroy every friend/relation ship I can have with someone by making me a fucking weirdo. I wish I was just like anybody else without those stupid urges to do fucking random stuff like skin picking, cleaning Y and S's room even tho they told me 45676109 times not to, how stupid and retarded am I? What kind of cunt goes at fucking Walmart and reorganizes the messed up (on purpose) displays? No-fucking-body! I'm just excellent at breaking any social aspect of this stupid life of mine - as if it wasn't already shitty enough as it is! Every time I feel great with somebody, my brain has that mechanism of just wanting to fuck everything up like I'm just supposed to be alone all the fucking time, no friends, family, boyfriends and die that way (apparently too fucking of a dumb ass to die too but that's another topic). It's like I have the ability to enrage everyone that's living on this planet by the snap of my fingers! Anyway, nobody will ever, EVER, love (I mean truly) a retarded bitch, ugly as fuck, no talent nor ambitions, fat, dumb, without even basic knowledge... Ugh, I just really wish those pills would have done their damn job instead of reducing my mobility and vision, I'm suck of being a burden to everyone with my crisis and princess wishes... oh wow, look everyone, a piece of shit thinking she can be treated like she's the fucking queen of England! Want cookies with that? Hope he'll forgive me this time (again) for being such a stupid cunt (... again!), I'm really trying not to get on anyone's nerves but apparently it just seems impo-fucking-ssible, eh... Why am I complaining this much, tho? Some people in the world don,t even half of what I fucking got and you don't see those bitches crying and complaining all day like they're society's slave! Meh, will try to act like nothing happened, agaaaaaaain, or else I'll fill all the fucking lines of that agenda.
Cause I don't wanna be like this, I've been running these streets for too long now, I've got nothing that's true but this song now, but the further I go, I wanna go home ----- I fucking swear that I care, but it's hard when you stare into the bottom of a bottle that is empty and bare...
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Feels terrible. Watching what I thought would be a nice little Netflix series turned into a state of events I didn't wanted to remember. Every scene feels like an aspect of myself that I would just want to fade away.
I thought I could forget what happened.
I finally lived up to my
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Y a des gars qui font rêver, d'autres..
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I look around, and all I see is success. Everywhere I go, there's new jobs, promotions, diplomas, opportunities and trophies. That's when I wonder what the fuck happened. Why did the teacher's pet became such a broken mess with no future? When did I start going backward instead of forward? When have my soul crashed, when did my heart became so broken it couldn't be built anymore?
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27 septembre 2017
J'remercie le ciel de t'avoir enfargé sur mon chemin, chaque jour chu juste de plus en plus heureuse de t'avoir parce que tu vaux tellement à mes yeux, plus que tu pourras jamais le penser, j'pense qu'dans toute ma vie j'ai jamais eu quelqu'un d'aussi gentil et honnête, mais surtout, surtout, compréhensif de ma personne. J'souhaiterais à tout le monde un jour qu'ils rencontrent une personne comme toi, uen beauté écorchée pleine de défauts mais avec encore plus de qualités. T'es magique, je t'aime, reste qui tu es, et surtout change pas d'une miette xxx
Why Am I doing this? Why Am I Always Fucking things up whenever I can? Is it too fucking much for my retarded brain to just fucking listen for once? Don't touch, don't say, don't pick, don't eat, yet you autistic cunt do it all! What stupid part of my mind can't let others be? People let me be, why can't I just go along and do the fucking same? I just hate myself someti.... I mean all the fucking time. It's like my brain wants to destroy every friend/relation ship I can have with someone by making me a fucking weirdo. I wish I was just like anybody else without those stupid urges to do fucking random stuff like skin picking, cleaning Y and S's room even tho they told me 45676109 times not to, how stupid and retarded am I? What kind of cunt goes at fucking Walmart and reorganizes the messed up (on purpose) displays? No-fucking-body! I'm just excellent at breaking any social aspect of this stupid life of mine - as if it wasn't already shitty enough as it is! Every time I feel great with somebody, my brain has that mechanism of just wanting to fuck everything up like I'm just supposed to be alone all the fucking time, no friends, family, boyfriends and die that way (apparently too fucking of a dumb ass to die too but that's another topic). It's like I have the ability to enrage everyone that's living on this planet by the snap of my fingers! Anyway, nobody will ever, EVER, love (I mean truly) a retarded bitch, ugly as fuck, no talent nor ambitions, fat, dumb, without even basic knowledge... Ugh, I just really wish those pills would have done their damn job instead of reducing my mobility and vision, I'm suck of being a burden to everyone with my crisis and princess wishes... oh wow, look everyone, a piece of shit thinking she can be treated like she's the fucking queen of England! Want cookies with that? Hope he'll forgive me this time (again) for being such a stupid cunt (... again!), I'm really trying not to get on anyone's nerves but apparently it just seems impo-fucking-ssible, eh... Why am I complaining this much, tho? Some people in the world don,t even half of what I fucking got and you don't see those bitches crying and complaining all day like they're society's slave! Meh, will try to act like nothing happened, agaaaaaaain, or else I'll fill all the fucking lines of that agenda.
Cause I don't wanna be like this, I've been running these streets for too long now, I've got nothing that's true but this song now, but the further I go, I wanna go home ----- I fucking swear that I care, but it's hard when you stare into the bottom of a bottle that is empty and bare...
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Feels terrible. Watching what I thought would be a nice little Netflix series turned into a state of events I didn't wanted to remember. Every scene feels like an aspect of myself that I would just want to fade away.
I thought I could forget what happened.
I finally lived up to my
________________________________________
Y a des gars qui font rêver, d'autres..
________________________________________
I look around, and all I see is success. Everywhere I go, there's new jobs, promotions, diplomas, opportunities and trophies. That's when I wonder what the fuck happened. Why did the teacher's pet became such a broken mess with no future? When did I start going backward instead of forward? When have my soul crashed, when did my heart became so broken it couldn't be built anymore?
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27 septembre 2017
J'remercie le ciel de t'avoir enfargé sur mon chemin, chaque jour chu juste de plus en plus heureuse de t'avoir parce que tu vaux tellement à mes yeux, plus que tu pourras jamais le penser, j'pense qu'dans toute ma vie j'ai jamais eu quelqu'un d'aussi gentil et honnête, mais surtout, surtout, compréhensif de ma personne. J'souhaiterais à tout le monde un jour qu'ils rencontrent une personne comme toi, uen beauté écorchée pleine de défauts mais avec encore plus de qualités. T'es magique, je t'aime, reste qui tu es, et surtout change pas d'une miette xxx
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