Nobody causes you all this pain, it’s you, you cause all the pain.
Nobody causes you all this pain, it’s you, you cause all the pain.
It will never be an expressiveness of hatred that will drive a person to a state of mind that results in a suicide.
The only thing that will ever lead a person to do such a thing is a severe lack of love in their everyday life.
Committing suicide is not a way to deal with your problems. You have everything to live for. If you have kids, live for them. If you have parents, live for them. If you have siblings, live for them. If you have friends, live for them. If you have no one, live for yourself. ESPECIALLY for your heavenly father, God. Live for him. He gave you a Life. Committing suicide, its over. It’s bad. Committing suicide is like cheating death, Its NOT your time to die. Right now, just take it day by day. Pray for your strength. Anybody, you can talk to me if you’re on the verge of killing yourself, talk to me. I’m here.
If there is anything I despise, it is religious people making points against suicide saying that it is stupid and then going on to use religion as a valid solution. You sir, are an ignorant cunt. Absolute wanker…
Realize it, suck it up, and move on. Focus on the happy events that do occur and LIVE IN THE MOMENT.
As she sat in her usual seat, in her usual booth, at her usual bar, on her usual day, sipping on her usual drink; she paused for a moment before taking another drag from her newly lit smoke, with a solid thought striking her mind. By herself, she was not the nicest and she was not the prettiest in the bar; although she remained both nice and pretty, by herself, she was nothing special. This thought pained her inside as she knew; by herself she had nothing built, no foundations laid. Half way through this train of thought a man walked through the door in to the bar. By himself; He was not the most polite and was the most striking man in the bar, although he remained both polite and striking. He casually strolled over to the bar and ordered his usual beverage, then continued over to his usual spot which happened to be right beside his usual girl. The moment he sat down, the thought of worthlessness exited the girl’s mind, for now, together; they were everything.
Today, I came across the thought wondering if true happiness is ever entirely achievable. A person’s insecurity will always be evident, will it not? With that I figured that happiness is being at peace with what you have, and well honestly not giving a flying fuck about your insecurities. I have now figured that everyone that cares to be happy including myself and well you. Fuck what that plastic girl at school thinks, fuck what that person you used to like thinks, fuck what those mean sadistic hatred favouring fucks think. Be happy because deep down I assure you, you’re beautiful inside and out. Just be fucking happy, if not for yourself then for me. So these silly words that I write can have meaning and a cause…
Even though the aim of the game is to tie.
This one is so simple.
I want happiness, don’t get me wrong. I just want to be happy with her.