All Rants

you son of a bitch. HONESTLY, WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO PATHETIC? IM NOT TALKING ABOUT YOUR MOM, YOUR SISTER, YOUR GRANDMA, IM TALKING ABOUT YOU. I HATE YOU. WHY ARE YOU EVEN HERE IF YOUR JUST GOING TO BE NOTHING BUT A DEGENERATE WHO PLAYS VIDEO GAMES AND GETS HIGH OFF OF ROBLOX AND YOUTUBE? YOU CANT EVEN DO YOUR HOMEWORK WITHOUT GETTING SIDETRACKED, AND LOOK, NOW YOUR OWN MOM WANTS TO DISOWN YOU AND SEND YOU TO YOUR DADS PLACE IN CHINA. LOOK AT YOURSELF. YOU'RE THE WORST PERSON IN THE WORLD, LYING TO EVERYONE SO YOU CAN GLORIFY YOURSELF, THEN DOING THINGS LAST MINUTE, AND THEN MAKING YOURSELF THE VICTIM? PATHETIC! WHY WERE YOU EVEN BORN. WHY COULDN'T THE CHILD MOM ABORTED TAKE PLACE INSTEAD OF YOU? MAYBE SHE WOULDN'T BE A LYING PEICE OF SHIT, MAYBE SHE WOULD'NT BE THIS PATHETIC OF A ASSHOLE, LYING, PATHETIC, LAZY, WORTHLESS, STUPID, UNTALENTED, PEICE OF SHIT LIKE YOU LYING AROUND. SERIOUSLY WHY ARE YOU EVEN HERE, JUST GO. LEAVE FOR YOUR MOMS SAKE. I HATE YOU SO MUCH I WISH YOU DIED

i really really really wish i had the strength to kill myself

I'm 27. I feel lost. I never got to finish high school, my relationship with my father is getting worse each day, my fiance left me at my lowest point in life, and I don't know what to do with my life. My motivation is slowly fading away day by day as I try to fight it by going to the gym and taking care of my body. I thought if I felt good physically I'd feel good mentally, but that's isn't the case. Every night I struggle to fall asleep. I lay there crying until eventually exhaustion gets to me. Most times I don't sleep at all. The sun will rise and I'll just force myself to get through the day. Even putting on a fake smile causes tears to build up in my eyes. I attempted suicide at 19 and survived. I thought I would never consider that route again, but as I slowly lose the will to live, the thought of it continues to plague my mind. I only had 1 friend I could talk to but he never has time to talk anymore because he found a new group of friends. I don't know what to do.

Worried about my brother who is depressed and suicidal. I feel so helpless in trying to help him. He thinks everyone hates him and doesn't want professional help either. I really do care about you even if it doesn't feel that way.

I’m 21, recently I’ve been having this realization on how I’m getting older and so is everyone else around me. Then I start thinking about death, what happens afterwards, is there afterlife? Do we get another try? I’m so confused. I’m confused by life itself I don’t understand it and it terrifies me. The thought of death is horrifying and I cannot get it out of my head no matter how hard I try. Years will go by and I won’t think about it but now it came back and it’s actually bad this time. I know life and death is inevitable but I genuinely don’t know how to not worry about something that’ll eventually happen to me.

Genuinely don't think I have a future, I don't even know what I'm doing rn or what I'm aiming for. I want to stop thinking, lay in bed and do nothing. I'm tired of school, myself, and everyone around me. There's nothing I want to do or can do. Just let me be

I think it's unconscionable that our government is only available 9-5 EASTERN time. It's a big country, deal with it!

Sometimes I want to kill myself just to spite them.

In the just world I cover my tears with a blanket; in the unjust world I hold the knife with which I will kill an unjust man. In the World of Worlds lives the dream of dreams that tears away...The heads of giants, to laugh in their beds and eat their flesh - rice

The Just World Complex: You see people the world treats well and you think everything is fine with them. You see things going badly for you and you complain because you think it's not what you deserve, beyond what you see The superficial What do you really want? For the world to give you a mansion, a luxury car, or a beautiful wife, just for being a decent person or for having suffered? We all suffer in one way or another, and this page is the most vivid example of that. It's disheartening for me that the same problem can affect millions of people across the globe Human and earthly

What does someone who doesn't sleep want for life? What does someone who doesn't eat want for their life? What does someone who doesn't enjoy being human want to live for? He wants to be someone like me, someone who longs for connections, pushing everyone away from him. I know what I want! A bullet to the head that shoots all the bad thoughts through the ceiling... Although calling it a bullet is alarming, more like a detonator.

I used to do really bad things a long time ago, and now I regret it. I lived in a constant state of paranoia and anxiety, and now that I'm out of that, I don't know what to do with my life. I can't even look at people anymore Face to face, and I feel like someone who only lives to be an undesirable piece of meat for society, someone who will never fit in, who will never have connections, nor Friends And honestly, I'm comfortable with that and I feel like I deserve it.

My dad tried to kill himself one day; he turned up at my house drunk and took me back to his place. He told me things about how I was his son and that he regretted the things he’d done, and that he wished he’d been a better father. The smell of alcohol made me feel sick. It bothered me that he was there at that moment I don’t hate him I just find him unbearable Although To be honest, it’s a bit embarrassing to write this

sometimes i feel like i just exist for men's pleasure and i can't escape it

I don’t know why I feel like this I have a good family with no income trouble both parents present and good people I have no reason to feel this why I thought I had to achieve a specific goal and i would feel better I achieved it I still feel this numb awful feeling inside it’s hate and pain and numbness and it’s all mixed together into this awful gooey mess inside I feel like such a burden so I don’t ask for much keep to myself but then few anger when I don’t get anything Ik it’s unreasonable I haven’t been thru anything to excuse it so was I just born this way? Was I always meant to feel this since the day I was born or am I just seeking attention idk what to do anymore the urge to do something harmful is getting unbearable it’s not like i have done it enough to see it as a coping mechanism but it’s always at the back of my head even when I’m at my happiest it’s a urge that won’t go away I need to feel normal I have to.

I can’t f__king believe how blind and unaware some people are. We are basically telling you to your face that no one likes you and want to hang out and you think you are the greatest thing since sliced bread. I can’t wait for you to leave. Unfortunately it’s gonna be a long time because no one wants your stench and your dog hair-covered body.

Kimmy kimmy kimmy. Waking around with your long nails, fake eyelashes, duck face, strutting your stuff like you own the joint. But I know you won’t put out for no one because you are afraid of sex.

I got a degree, but the only job I got in my field was entry level no degree required. I work 50+ hours a week at that and 2 other jobs that also don't require a degree just to afford things. I'm tired, and disheartened, and all I want to do is do what I want at the level I want but I cant move up till they think I'm good enough and im scared ill never be good enough and I'll be stuck. Don't follow your dreams.

bleh. I'm a teen boy who has had issues with self harm in the past and I've put off shaving for a long time because I can't stand the razor being so close to my skin. its been I believe 2 years since I've cut myself but I still haven't been ready for a long time. I've had to get help shaving from a family member cuz I just cant do it on my own. But today I'm going to. I trust myself today. these days even when I have a bad day or week I can cope better than I ever have been able to before, and I think today is the day I prove to myself that I can do it.

Guys, I (Male, 40) had a dream, no, I had a nightmare I raped a little boy! It didn't start off as a sex dream, it started like a normal dream like most of my dreams do. But sadly it turned into more than that. I mean I just had to use the bathroom and that should have been the end of it. But then I saw a little boy and had sex with him! And I knew it was wrong but my dream-self didn't care and did it anyway! And I did it with onlookers including the boy's mother or guardian close by and watching! And it turned into a wet dream, which I hate having! And I don't just hate having wet dreams as normal as they are to have, I hate what I do to cause them! I mean I stopped masturbating years ago, I hated what it was doing to me, but in my dreams I still do it even when I'm determined not to and my dream-self has less self-restraint than my real self! And I do not look forward to my next wet dream, especially of me raping someone even if it's just a dream! I swear I would never hurt a chil