Showing posts with label sad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sad. Show all posts
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Depression.
Hey guys,
So, all I can say is, I've hit rock bottom.
Im crushed, broken, and the tears fall freely.
This world, is cruel and harsh, specially when you're seventeen and very, very alone.
I'm too scared, yeah, to write down the gory details.. but I'm just saying... even though I love romance, its cursed, and you should never ever fall head over heels at such a young age.
You should also never EVER rely on people who you think will 'always be there for you'... even if its your 'best friend'.
Because people change.
And in my case?
Definitely for the worst.
I wish I had someone to talk to. But I dont.
CLG.
EDIT- Screw this shit. I will not let this get to me. Or I will, but, when everything is wrong, we move along.
Also- When you see my face, hope it gives you hell.
Wait, am I going through the 'five stages of depression' or something? Is there any such thing?
Ugh. I dont know.
Monday, March 22, 2010
Why do I do this to myself?
Why am I so pathetic?
My A levels are just around the corner. Have I started studying? No. Not even close.
I'm a hopeless romantic. To me that means I'm like Tina Hakim Baba from the Princess Diaries. See, I love romance. I love to read about it, I love soppy, happy endings, I still believe that there is a prince out there [just for me], and I still think that Disney movies are magic. That is one of the reasons why I love Meg Cabot. Like she says, whats a book without romance? All her books are wonderful. A strong female protagonist, a hot guy, getting in and out of a fix, and a happy [sometimes sexy] ending. Aah. What more could you want?
To cut a long story short.
I agree wholeheartedly.
At the starting of this year, I was very, very, very, VERY, lonely. As I mentioned earlier, my best friends- BOTH of them- moved abroad. So even though I have a few old friends here, I miss my old life a little too much.I'm thankfully making new friends, but to get to the point where you can comfortably talk about how you haven't taken a shower in a week, and the other person doesn't get grossed out- well.. getting there is a slow and painful process.
It doesn't help that my ex-bff is acting swell with life, while I'm still hurting on how she single handedlly back stabbed me.
Life sucks. I wish I could die.
I suck.
Until next time, when I can explain my self better.
CLG.
My A levels are just around the corner. Have I started studying? No. Not even close.
I'm a hopeless romantic. To me that means I'm like Tina Hakim Baba from the Princess Diaries. See, I love romance. I love to read about it, I love soppy, happy endings, I still believe that there is a prince out there [just for me], and I still think that Disney movies are magic. That is one of the reasons why I love Meg Cabot. Like she says, whats a book without romance? All her books are wonderful. A strong female protagonist, a hot guy, getting in and out of a fix, and a happy [sometimes sexy] ending. Aah. What more could you want?
To cut a long story short.
I agree wholeheartedly.
At the starting of this year, I was very, very, very, VERY, lonely. As I mentioned earlier, my best friends- BOTH of them- moved abroad. So even though I have a few old friends here, I miss my old life a little too much.I'm thankfully making new friends, but to get to the point where you can comfortably talk about how you haven't taken a shower in a week, and the other person doesn't get grossed out- well.. getting there is a slow and painful process.
It doesn't help that my ex-bff is acting swell with life, while I'm still hurting on how she single handedlly back stabbed me.
Life sucks. I wish I could die.
I suck.
Until next time, when I can explain my self better.
CLG.
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