my ex texted me 3 months after she broke up with me, what does it mean
Girls: how old were you when you had your first sexual fantasy? Girl here
so.. i got quite drunk on saturday, and sent a nude to a guy i like, he loved it. but i just dont know what made me send him that! why!
I sometimes trim my nails by chewing them and I eat the pieces.
Things r bad between my bro n I n even if he forgives me it'll never be back to the way it was n that hurts like I'm being stabbed repeatedly so to cope when I can no longer bring myself to feel anything I burn myself slightly n it makes me feel human again like I'm not an unfeeling monster parading around as a normal human being because the truth is sometimes I just don't care. I don't feel a thing it's like I'm hollow inside and then for a brief period in time I feel everything heightened like I can't breathe. Then I go back to being empty so empty all the time. I do good in that I don't think of killing myself or have breakdowns every day but the truth is I don't have these breakdowns because I can't feel a thing, I'm so empty inside and the only way to elicit emotion is through physical pain or the day to day lives of others. I can only feel through others. I'm a horrid person on the inside, I'm a bad daughter and a horrible sister and I've done things that I'm ashamed to even admit to myself. All of my blessings have been wasted on me and it's so damn sad that it breaks what is left of my heart. I feel like the way I am I'll never truly love or be loved by someone and everyone that does love me I pity them, because I can't give that level of love back because most of the time I just don't feel a goddamn thing. There so many people that I care about but sometimes I feel so disconnected that I can't even grasp what is actually happening to me. I write this crying because I know it's the truth and I'm sad and angry and hateful towards myself but then I cry even more because there's an all too large part of myself that is over it and has accepted that that is how and who I am and I hate it. I hate myself, I've always hated myself no matter how good I do or will do or have done, I still hate myself and what even more sickening is that there's a good chunk of me that's ok with that. I can't get out of bed sometimes because of how much I hate myself I wish I never brought this burden into my family's life. I've stressed them out and I've made them cry and I am disgusted with myself for what I've done to them. I've had no right not one to have put them through knowing and caring for me no right. I don't deserve love most of the time I can't even feel it. My main emotions are fear, sadness, grief, sorrow, emptiness and anger. I'm angry at myself for being so damn useless and cold. I fear that everyone will realize what I already know about myself that I masquerading as human. I'm sad about it, I grief a girl long dead and puts me in a perpetual state of sorrow. She was a good girl and I've stomped her down into nothingness, I've made her a ghost and she constantly follows me reminding of what I used to be and how I've killed her. Soon this moment of reflection will pass and the emptiness will settle over me again and I'll be numb but I'll remember, I'll always know And somewhere in the back of everyone's mind they'll know too
I once where eating a chewing gum, until 2 friends of mine came to talk to me. I was 12 years old and I loved to bite people... so I ask my friend (it was a boy) if I could bite him in the arm... He said yes, and I did it... Just that... My chewing gum got sucked in his hairy arm, and I took it again and put it in my mouth... I am really slow and I didn't realize what I did until I got home... It was really embracing...
Never tell someone they are not deserve death, or they still have many things, parents, family, ect when they try to kill themselves. It will just make them feel more guilty and you are pushing them to the edge of hell
I'm in love with this guy. I've told him, but he only sees me as his little sister. Sisterzoned?
I am 23 years old and a girl. I have been struggling with my weight for all my life. A lot of people were saying mean things and I got depressed and lost all my confidence. But at one moment it hit me that I can change that and I lost 37kg in 2 years, but still I don't feel comfortable in my skin and people are still looking at me like I am from another planet. I did gain confidence, but I still remeber how it was when I was obese. Every day I wake up with the thought in my mind not to care about others opinions and to live my life at fullest.
I had sex with her and I got the cramps 😔 I HAVE THE CRAMPS