I remember being 16 and just dying to be 20.. Now I look back and ask myself why, I had no bills to pay, living with mom, and no worries!
I don't know what kind of world do we live anymore.. Almost all people are desperate, lonely and don't have any opinion about what to do with themself and it creates common insanity. According to my opinion (books I read, people I met, things I feel and see) everyone feels insecurity or has hopeless siccuation someone can't deal with their own but on the otherside we all try to look like we can handle everything. Why can't we simply embrace the ugly truth that we're humans, not robots, not perfect. Instead of this we are creating a world made of plastic, weird and un natural creatures which we call ourselves 'people of this age.' Yes, thanks to us we're getting more and more alone and we even teach each other how to be happy with loneliness, relationships without feelings, we care about only success and forget that failure is also part of it. We make everything in plastic and talk about recycle, we try so hard to not look like ourselves but a model from a magazine or (for gentleman) ladies man, we buy all this make up stuff named 'nude.' Really? Maybe we should accept the fact that humans are weird creatures, we need to accept our crazy parts, try not to hide them and sometimes asking for help or a hug, caring about someone shouldn't be that hard for us. I am only in my early twenties, this are my opinions, please let me know if you agree or disagree.
My "fiancee" broke up with me right after he woke up. I was not given a reason. He did this while I was at dinner with my mom. This isn't the first time this month I can't do anything without him getting mad. I can't have any guys (even family) on my fb, can't go out to eat with friends or my own mother, can't even go to school or work. This last year has been hell. He broke up with me then blocked me so I couldn't say anything. Now, after 30 mins, he's blowing up my phone trying to say sorry and get me to take him back. I'm done. He blames all his issues on pain killers and says that's why he always picks fights with me. I'm putting my foot down and won't take him back. Every other day for the past year and a half. And I'm done.
I have a really pretty and wonderful friend. She has short hair, while my hair is so long it reaches my lower back. We were out dancing together, and a guy bought us drinks. We thought he was really nice, untill he started talking about how she shouldn't have cut her hair, how I looked so much hotter, and how ugly girls with short hair are. He became pretty insulting, and she got really upset. And then the guy actually dared to grope me. I do Krav Maga and Kung Fu, and let's just say he was pretty stunned when I escorted him out of the club. You may think I was overreacting, but I'm not sorry at all. Because my friend had cancer, and it was the first time she left the house without a wig on after years of chemotherapy.
I wish i could live in the sixties, looks like amazing times to me. work for everybody, classy cars, well dressed women, no shame of alcohol or smoking and no fuc*ing technology.
thanks people for making me realize that I shouldn't give a fuck about anyone else only myself. No matter what I fuc*ing say I'm the fuc*ing bad guy for saying it. D O N E.
How to control the anger...tips?
I cried everyday in silence, because of the lost of my mum.... But I never share it to my friends, because that's not what guys do... Hope that you all will understand, love your mum or regrets it...
I don't post confessions to get hate and hurt more than I'm already hurting. How heartless can people be towards others....
me tarzan you jane...