A Miserable Fish
Life's a journey, that I'll never understand.. Remain as anonymous? Yes, I will. You'll never know the person behind the pathetic life I'll tell.
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I can’t choose.
With anything. I’ve been planning things I never told anyone until today. And I told the only person that truly cares if I would to follow through with these plans. He’s broken. But I’ve been broken, for months. No one knew my secret. Only me. And that sad thing about it was, I enjoyed keeping a secret from the world. From everyone I knew. From the people that could care less about if I end myself, to the people that care dearly about me. I’ve realized that there’s not many people that care about me. And I would like to see how many people would miss me if I was gone. But at the same time, I’m stuck in a shitti\y situation. Where I love someone, but I’m not in love with them anymore. They don’t understand that I’m torn to say this.. But after all the arguments, neglect, and crying; it’s hard to be in love still. I thought I had the perfect relationship. I thought I needed him to survive. I thought I relied on him for my happiness. I thought a lot. But I never took the time to realize that he has feelings too. And after all of my depression and all of my tears, I built myself a private lake. I would go there when I was sad, try to drown in my sorrows. But when I wasn’t there, he was. He was helping me build this lake. With his sadness. With all of the pain he’s suffered from. The pain from me. The pain I caused. My emotions seem to get in the way of every relationship I have. I care too much. Then I hurt others verbally. And I never realize, that if I would have been told some of the things that I said..
That I would have snuck into that private lake.
The Secret Lake.
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Life’s not right
As easy as it is to say, in this world, something makes peoples minds tick from things that bother others. Things people say and do to hurt others make the accuser feel pride, feel joy, happiness. How can you bare to see someone innocent suffer from your actions? How can you even watch someone that’s hard working and struggling to survive suffer from your actions? How the fuck can you sit there and take advantage of this person that give you their all and strives for perfection daily? How come.. Why can people be like this? It’s like this with everything… Relationships. Jobs. School. Etc. This can relate to anything. You can have an amazing talent, and someone can have the motivation to destroy the one thing that keeps you from killing yourself. You can have a pathetic job that you need so you can go to college and possibly better your poverty ridden life you have now, but someone wants to get you fired because you tell them how it is. You can try hard every single day to get noticed and recognized by the one person that you give your all too; your heart, your soul, your love. But this person can either be oblivious to your actions, or they just don’t say a word… like you’re not trying hard enough.
Like you can do better.
But you can’t.
Because you’re battling perfection,
and perfection never dares to start a war,
because perfection… already knows the winner.
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Dear Tumblrs and Tumblrettes,
STOP POSTING YOUR NAKED TRASHY SELF ALL OVER THE SITE FOR THE WORLD TO SEE.
1. It’s trashy
2. It’s disturbing
3. When you don’t have anything to flaunt, and you’re trying to flaunt it - FAIL
Seriously, this is not in an artistic matter, this is you, the hoe, attempting to get attention from the what, 13 followers that you have. I would understand nudity in an artistic way, but your artistic ability on a scale of one to ten is practically a one. So please, stop posting your tiny titties all over my newsfeed.
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You’re sjust trash
Im just don twith thinking cause half you bitches are man stealing hoes.
and not to sound too, “trashy” myself about it, but that’s the best way I can say it so you ‘hoes’ understand yourself. I forgot you drugged up, pot smokin, pieces of dirt girls dont understand english.
