who cares about your lonely soul?
There is this asshole in my class, he saw multiple scars on my wrist and arm and started to yell that why do i have cuts on my arm and i shouldn’t hurt myself, in front of everyone. I got an anxiety attack and i had to run away before it got severe. I felt so triggered upon it that if i had any sharp object, i would have cut myself to an extent. Well, it’s not like he was wrong but the way he conveyed his advice, it was inappropriate. Not appropriate enough to calm me down. An excellent friend of mine took care of him but…. Today the same asshole was looking down upon the suicidal me.
this is fucking.sick
if u see me smiling in public it means im laughing at the jokes i tell myself in my head
and also, you need to realize that I am not smiling because of any guy :/
Heiarchy of needs
Where are you in this scale?
"Instead of following my heart and doing something that made me really happy, I just did it for the idea of everything." - Britney Spears
Omg just found this on the internet
Fuck I screamed
BEST ONE. EVERYONE ELSE GO HOME.
THIS IS TERRIFYING!!!
I can’t even
one difference between cats and dogs is that dogs do absolutely nothing to mask their clinginess while cats pretend it’s a coincidence they’re in the same room as you 97% of the time
HAHA.. I can’t stop ROFLING
When my first semester begun, i had lots of hopes and expectations about myself and also, about the entire semester. As the second day was about to come to an end, my life begun. Oops! I developed a hard-crush on this guy, who goes with me in the same bus and also, lives near my home. What a beautiful boy he is! When on the third day he approached me, I poured my heart to him. I had never met someone with a dynamic personality like his. I told him about the stuff i thought I’d never tell to anyone else. Like c’mon! His name blends with my name so perfectly. He was the first one to ask my name. When I first told, then asked his, I was surprised that how wonderfully our names complements each others. He didn’t just talk to me, he SPOKE to me. No one had ever spoke to me like that. He was so kind to me. People aren’t nice to me, usually. But he was so unusual. His smile, his broken accent made me adore him so much. When I came back to home, i couldn’t stop thinking of him. That was 5 months ago and i still can’t help myself from thinking of him or to swoon over his tanned skin. Yeah, he is a womanizer and he has been in a relationship with many girls before and blah blah! But he was too kind to me and also, on the 4th day when he greeted me warmly with a warm smile, i was not-so-kind to him. I was arrogant towards him, not intentionally but i was just listening to music and i dislike it when someone approached me when I’m listening to music. He had noticed my arrogance for sure because he didn’t bother to talk to me afterwards. Anyway, i knew I have a severe crush on this beautiful, kind, selfless creature. Knowing his weak points, i started to study calculus, which is not my subject in bbs. Although I’m quite perfect at calculus, which he’s not, I presumed that it would be cool if i help him with the stuff and yes, in my free time i struggled with bscs calculus. Later on i bragged about how perfect I’m at calculus and he gave me his number and asked me to contact him and help with him calculus and that day never came. He still has my number and i still have his. Never had imagined about that one day I’d have his number. Well, flash forward to dec 16, when it was my last day at university before going on a vacation for saudia Arabia for 2 weeks. When I was about to hug my friend, i could have accidentally hugged him. He seemed shocked at my action and couldn’t stop staring at me , wonder filled in his eyes. He was not ready to move from his spot unless i announced “after you”. I totally slayed this phrase. Later on, on the same day, he offered me a samosa, which i accepted reluctantly. Usually i don’t eat stuff like this, but i took it with pleasure. I’m not confident about it, but that boy likes me too. Lately he proposed me. Yes! He did it. But he did it via messaging and when I asked how about saying it face to face, he just couldn’t reply appropriately. And, i refused. I knew it that if he ever proposes me, I’d refuse. I could have never said yes. I don’t know why, i had been yearning for it, but when the time came, i just stepped back. I didn’t feel any spark, the way i felt before, as it had been lost long ago. Now, whenever he sees me, he doesn’t forget to stare angrily at me. He had to say something to me, and he couldn’t be nice to me, instead that dude was rude to me. Now i don’t even care about him anymore.
I am so fucking sick of people staring at me and pointing towards me, as if i was born to fucking entertain them. It is so hard for me to pass through the motherfucking lobby to my fucking class room. Like please! There are plenty of pretty girls besides me, who actually seeks attention. I possess a pretty face doesn’t fucking means I’m begging to the boys to look at me and make comments about me. I dress up appropriately and i wear thick eyeliner, but it is not intended to make them state at me. Few days back, probably last month, when i made my last presentation, few boys were staring at me and called me a bomb. If it weren’t for my presentation, I’d have gotten a massive panic attack but i held my emotions back. Why am i being continuously objectified when I’m just trying to be myself? Im not a material to be praised or criticised, I’m a person just like any ordinary person. This whole objectification thing has. Probably made me the suicidal person that I’m today. Like, i might not live on this planet forever but, as long as I’m here , let me live my live on my own terms and kindly live your own life on your own terms. If you don’t have a life of your own, let get for yourself. I’m fucking tired of feeling alienated and also, an object to be admired. Like “why are u so obsessed with staring at me?” I’m asking for a personal space in a public area, so be it!