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09.06.2025 00:07
I hate her she’s so annoying and always touching and hitting me but I don’t know why I put up with it
And she ate half of the popcorn
I miss her so much and I feel so much guilt . I was close with her
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My body my voice, especially my voice
Sometimes it’s funny but I’m just so tired of feeling out of place with everyone
When I was younger (prob around 9-10h I got so mad that I thought of throwing max against the dresser really hard
I can’t anymore I just hate it
I’d go the the movies with her sometimes and watch movies on tv with her and sit in the living room with her but that’s just about it
My arm rlly hurts rn cause I just scratched it to the bone
I masturbate every once a while to porn and I hate it but it feels good and every time after I do it I feel disgusting and horrible
Like I wanna fly and be an animal tbh
I think my mom favors me and that makes my sister have some kind of hidden dislike for me but I know she loves me
I wouldn’t have done it if I knew
Likes we’re not siblings
I can’t stop crying I feel so weird and I know I am
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My room is a mess it’s like a hoarders house. I’m not even exaggerating. There’s clothes and random shit all over and I can’t even see the floor and I still keep bringing stuff in
I eat the same thing every other day . Pasta, macaroni, fries, beans (or sometimes eggs) with tortillas, and sometimes cheese bread from little Cesar’s. Its the same fucking thing every day
He also has anger isssues I think. One time he got so mad that he threw a plate at the wall and it broke
I have BPD. Why do I destroy everyone I love?
I made a new friend though and I’m happy about that
I can’t get rid of it. I wanna peel my skin off and hide away. I felt so exposed at school without my sweater
I think I’m scared to lose another friend
Can someone write me a sex story?
They’re both small dogs
My grandmothers death isn’t helping either
I hate myself so much
this is a rant/vent and not worth reading. Major tws here for a bunch of shit
I genuinely don’t know what to think of myself anymore
and I wasn’t raised like how I should’ve. I’m whitewashed and I get made fun of it
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And this voice and body, I hate it. I sound like a little girl and I look like a kid. I don’t want to be a girl
I hate it
I never returned a call. I never called first. I did answer some calls but it was short and whenever I went to her house (this all started to happen after I was maybe 11 between 13) I just stayed in my room and barley hung out with her
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I want to kill myself but I know I can’t. I have a quince coming up and my mom and dad would have wasted ten thousand on it . I wish I knew how much it’d cost
I’m 15 btw idk if anyone will ever read this or maybe myself when im older
I think if I had children, I’d abuse them when I’m mad. That’s why I don’t want children. I don’t want to hurt them but these urges to just hit and throw and break stuff is so strong to the point I have to harm myself to get rid of it
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He cried and I let go but I still pulled him out to kick him out
About all my friends
I think it’s my depression but idk maybe it’s me cause I’d never want to call anyone incuinf her
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But I just wanna disappear and not exist. I don’t like this world. I like my life but not how I live or how this world functions
I just feel so bad. My sister never got one cause at the time they were poor (I wasn’t alive then) and I’m spoiled now and I can do things she couldn’t when she was younger
I can’t even do the simplest things like washing my own dish or picking up the dogs poop and I make such a big deal about it every single fucking time
Idk tbh
I can’t even think about actually eating other stuff
I also look at people dying and being abused like gore shit
I’m afraid that whatever this is, my anger issues and depression, is gonna cause me to hurt someone I love in the future
I never saw them cry and it hurt to see my dad especially cause he rarely does
I gave it to my friend so she can sneak in popcorn for me, that I gave her money to buy for me since they wouldn’t let me
I just pulled frosty out under my bed by his arm even though I knew it would hurt
And my fucking phone wouldn’t let me know when she would call and when she would leave voice mails saying to call her back when I can and that she loves me
.dont tell me to get help, I’m fully aware that I need it.
I grabbed him and was about to do it but I stopped because I didn’t want to hurt him
There’s been times I’ve done it to drawn feral porn and I hate it so much. Why do I like to put these bad things that I find so disgusting and hate it so much on myself as if I’m one of them
My heart hurts so much it feels like it’s being squeezed and thrown around
It’s been a long time and I can’t handle it anymore
I never did that and I feel so guilt and bad after but I just did it again
Just wanted to put it out there
I told her to give it to me or my teacher or anyone she saw she knew that I KNEW in my part of the school and she gave it to some fucking stranger and I don’t know where it is now
Max was under there too so I tried getting him out and he growled and I hit him again and again each time
and I’m such a picky eater
I hate seeing my dad my brother and siblings cry
I just feel so guilty about everything I do. I’m weird and I hate it and I don’t like myself
I think
I don’t want that and I don’t know how to get rid of it but I’m scared to get help like what do I even say to them? That I hit and abused my dog and have the urge to hit and throw things and scream like I’m some abuser?
“your mom” that rlly hurts though when she say it
I want to be a boy
I want to but I can’t