Finally off citalopram, fuck yes!!
Feelings of worthlessness strike at random moments, sometimes provoked, oftentimes not so. Then the sense of being insignificant comes into the mix too, thus creating a terrible pool of self hate. Everything seems to make sense, cos at the end of the day you’re a loser, and someone who is unsure of who really cares. Anyway, rant over, goodnight.
go anon and say whatever you’d like to me.
- gay boy: hey man you look good today
- straight boy: oh my god man what the fuck i'm not a faggot, i'm pretty sure this is harassment
- straight boy: [slaps girls' asses as they walk by] [asks them if they finger themselves] [pleads every girl to have anal sex]
No wonder she deleted me off facebook, I nearly destroyed her life cos I was drunk. If I could turn back time then I would without a shadow of a doubt. If you read this, I’ve said it before but I’ll say it again: I’m sorry for the way I made you feel and for my actions.
Just as I think I’m getting somewhere, the girl I went on a date with now has a boyfriend and I feel like absolute shit. I guess I should have known since she hadn’t spoken to me in a while, and she’s obviously done nothing wrong, but I’m so frustrated right now.
How you have the cheek to say that nobody made the effort with you at uni is beyond a joke! When I first met you, you seemed very quiet and nervous. When I said whether you wanted to come out with everyone to get to know us you declined, only for you to then complain that we never tried to get to know you. Then I tried to have conversations with you over a cig, or in your room, so that you didn’t feel so isolated. You fled to the other end of the country every weekend, then moved out without even telling us. Now you have the nerve to say we never tried. The truth is that you should have made the effort you dumb bitch.