Boy oh boy last night was a wild one. woooooweeeeeeeee!
I'm a loser. My life is so empty. I don't have a goal in life, no friends, no gf, no job, no money. I'm gonna end alone and poor.
I am afraid of dogs and I hate it so much when dog owners let their (large) dogs run free, and then when I walk by, they run towards me and approach me and the owners either don't do anything, or they try to call their dog back but it doesn't listen. On my way home I have to walk past a meadow which attracts dog owners like crazy, and they let their pets run free there. It happens about once every two weeks that a huge dog runs towards me without anything stopping it and I always almost get a heart attack and then cry for some time afterwards (maybe it's a panic attack, I don't know). And I hate the owners for it. I understand that you need your dog to run sometimes, but I think it's rude as hell to do that anywhere else than in a dog park, except for when your dog is well trained and listens to orders. And I don't care about when they always say "he only wants to play" because ... it's an animal. It has happened so often that animals suddenly attacked out of nowhere. My friend was attacked by a dog who "just wanted to play" (which is probably the reason for my fear to be honest). I just think it's irresponsible.
well, I don't know any better way to explain it so ill just say it. I used to walk naked in front of my sliding doors so my next door neighbor who was 15 could see me. I don't know exactly why I did it, I guess because he didn't really have any friends but I didn't it more than a few times
I m bi people what up
I want to be able to treat this girl I'm talking to girl right but I'm dumb and still in love with my son's mom.
Cleaning gives me some semblance of purpose. People think I'm over working myself on chores, but I find joy in it.
I've been depressed for so long that even when I feel okay, I still look to suicide with rose tinted glasses. It's become a personal belief now to off myself and I've engrained it so deep into my head that I can't think of any other way. I have my own plan and everything. I've grown too comfortable with the idea, but I can't change the way I think about it.
I was once in a hotel in Helsinki for 3 weeks in a vacation. Im a Brasilian woman who lives in switzerland for about 5 yeas now. I dont like switzerland so much.. the thing is.. when i checked out from my hotel in helsinki, the receptio ist asked me if i would travel for another country or if im just going to go home.. i answered “im going home” and he asked me “where is home?” That question bugged my head.. i dont feel like home in switzerland, but brazil is not my home anymore.. and them i just answered “ i dont know, but i live in the moment in switzerland”. Since this day i just have a weird feeling in my heart.. i dont feel like “home” anywhere.. :/ is that normal??? And everyday now i remember the question.. “where is home??” :(
Im 29 yeas old.. this uear ill be 30.. life is going to fast :/.. someday ill wake up like a 70 yeas old grandma.. this make me sad.. i wanna live.. i do not wanna die..