Shenanigins Episode 1: Rustled Jimmies Part 2
(Source: lets-get-schwasty)
That’s what depression feels like.
Oh god..
this is seriously the scariest thing i’ve seen on this website omfg
cheee $170 in one day, my getting out of life sale is going pretty damn well.
I tried to help you on your way to learn a lesson, but I was shunned. Tried to lead you on the right path, but you veered off. Tried to make it easier, but you made it harder. Now you’re at the point where only you can learn your own lesson, and I fear you never will. The cycle of hurt and pain will continue until you finally realized what you’re doing is so wrong from what everyone else is doing. You’ll question yourself asking why you always end up in situations like this, and people will answer, but you”ll never listen. You’ll wonder why people who once cared about you start drifting away… The people who know the real side of you will start to give up, like I have. As they start to realize they don’t want someone like you in their life. Right now it’s all a facade to people who aren’t fully informed, as more and more people find out the truth, the more and more friends you will lose. This won’t make sense to you at the present time, but hopefully with time you will start to understand why I did what I did and the reasoning behind of it. I loved you unconditionally, but there’s only so much you can take till you’ve had enough. I wanted to help you break this spell. Now you’re on your own, free to hurt yourself and others, with no one to blame but yourself. Hopeless efforts…
Everything I’ve done leading up to now has proved to be pointless. I don’t know how much longer I’ll stay, I’ve already begun preparing and shit, got a few things i’ve got to get out of the way first. Already started planning things. Things will be better.
I’ve been thinking about a lot of shit recently, trying to outweigh the odds and trying to figure out what I’m doing. I don’t have anything good going for me, I lack the motivation other people have to be great, and all I do is fuck things up. The only things I’m good at are things that will never help me in life, I’ve got a job now, and some good friends, but nothing will ever replace the way you made me feel. I guess I should be happy that you don’t give a fuck about me anymore, less people I’ll leave hurt. It’ll be over soon…
(If people think I’m doing this for attention, I’m not. Sometimes it feels good to jot down your thoughts and feelings…..)
