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why do i come on here?
i hate these stupid things, i hate livejournals, its inviting people into your world of misery, those that complain on here are the pity whores of this world: they exist off the morsels of remorse we feel for them, somehow feeling better because some random who has never met them before has nothing else better to do than search the word 'suicide'.
i hate the people who profess their love of life on here. it's simply showing off. you want to let the world know you're happy? fine, get off your fat arse and change the world, recycle, go work in a homeless shelter, smile at someone on the street, whistle a tune whilst shopping, paint a picture write a song drive really fast i don't care what you do, just don't go shoving it in our faces. We don't need it.
i hate the people who write poetry or songs on here, or even worse write other people's poetry on here... the ultimate evil is copying someone's poetry, posting it on here then claiming it as their own... get a life. 1) if you have something to say, write it down and send it to a publisher, then someone who cares will buy it and you will make money. 2) you want to show your apreciation of poetry or song, join a fan club and tell them, the wrds are already posted there and 100% of the people on those sites care how you feel. 3) you want to show someone else's hard work off as your own? you don't deserve a life.
and most of all, i hate myself for being on here. there is only one reason i come on here, and it is because of this i hate myself the most.
i am in love, and i hate myself for letting love go.
she knows who she is, she knows how i feel, worst of all she knows how she feels, and is unwilling to accept that. i should have done something, anything, but i didn't and now we are doomed to exist.
do you really want to know why i hate this place so much? because this place was the key, the key to her thoughts, if i had known what was on here just a few months go everything would have been different, i would have known what to do how to react how to overcome this.
i hate livejournal because it had the answers i needed. i hate myself for not asking the questions.
i hate. and yet i still love with all my heart, i love her so much that i fear it will prove the end of my existence.
i hate these stupid things, i hate livejournals, its inviting people into your world of misery, those that complain on here are the pity whores of this world: they exist off the morsels of remorse we feel for them, somehow feeling better because some random who has never met them before has nothing else better to do than search the word 'suicide'.
i hate the people who profess their love of life on here. it's simply showing off. you want to let the world know you're happy? fine, get off your fat arse and change the world, recycle, go work in a homeless shelter, smile at someone on the street, whistle a tune whilst shopping, paint a picture write a song drive really fast i don't care what you do, just don't go shoving it in our faces. We don't need it.
i hate the people who write poetry or songs on here, or even worse write other people's poetry on here... the ultimate evil is copying someone's poetry, posting it on here then claiming it as their own... get a life. 1) if you have something to say, write it down and send it to a publisher, then someone who cares will buy it and you will make money. 2) you want to show your apreciation of poetry or song, join a fan club and tell them, the wrds are already posted there and 100% of the people on those sites care how you feel. 3) you want to show someone else's hard work off as your own? you don't deserve a life.
and most of all, i hate myself for being on here. there is only one reason i come on here, and it is because of this i hate myself the most.
i am in love, and i hate myself for letting love go.
she knows who she is, she knows how i feel, worst of all she knows how she feels, and is unwilling to accept that. i should have done something, anything, but i didn't and now we are doomed to exist.
do you really want to know why i hate this place so much? because this place was the key, the key to her thoughts, if i had known what was on here just a few months go everything would have been different, i would have known what to do how to react how to overcome this.
i hate livejournal because it had the answers i needed. i hate myself for not asking the questions.
i hate. and yet i still love with all my heart, i love her so much that i fear it will prove the end of my existence.