I think everyone secretly hates me or hangs out with me out of pitty. I am weird as f*ck and not in a good way. Almost like creepy weird cause I try to hard. I hope my son has a easier time making freinds like his dad.
i fell on hard times and a friend of mine told me about this scam she pulled a few times and i did it too and with her... she was scamming child molesters out of money... she said who gives a fuck they deserve it... this one guy he was a teacher she made him fall in love with she is good and basically drove him into debt taking over 8,000 dollars from him not to mention he got fired i feel bad should i speak up then again he was talking about little girls should be have been in that classroom uuugh i wish i knew what to do
I have to say this here because I know it's stupid, and I know I'll be criticized for it if I tell anyone else. If I smell kitty litter or something that smells similar to it, it reminds me of my cat and I get sad. I miss him so much. I hate that something as simple as just the scent of kitty litter makes me think of him. He's been gone for almost half a year now.
There's no reward for me when I talk to people.
I'm losing interest in almost everything. Only porn and games matter to me now, not money, a job, friends, love / gf.
Are Lego sets still popular? And do you think LEGO building sets/free build are relaxing or what’s your favorite relaxing hobby or stress relief hobby ?
Sometimes struggling with mental health sucks you’re afraid of telling anyone your thoughts in fear they will take you wrong or they wont understand
There's someone on here that keeps trying to get people to DM them, even though there's no DM function on here. And then there's another person that's just not having it. Lmao. Think the DM guy is also trying to scam.
I hate how my aunt always picks on my weight. Telling how skinny I am. She talked about this girl who got sick and she was like she got so skinny just like you.
Throughout my young childhood. I was abused sexually, verbally, emotionally, and physically by the people around me. I was seen as trash and a slut that could be used as a cock sleeve. Now I think of myself as a slut. I crave the feeling of being fucked because it's all I've known. I crave the pain that was given to me as a small child. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to experience the rape again. I'm a horrible person. I want to know what it's like to be forced again. I want to feel the pain of being held down as they use me. and I hate myself for it. I hate myself for exsisting. I hate myself for not fighting back because they told me they loved me. I hate myself for complying with what they asked, no matter how afraid I was. I hate living. I want to die.