I am so fucking lonely. Lonliness consumes me until I feel like I am fucking going crazy! Everyone is gone, everyone but me, stuck here with nothing to do.
I do not know how to handle being alone. I want to rip my hair out, run around screaming, sleep until I am able to find human contact...UGH FUCK! I don't know, I am just so lonely I am honestly going nuts.
This weekend, god, I was so looking forward to this weekend. It is a long weekend, no work, no pressing things to do. And then I find out everyone is leaving. And that means that one of my worst fears is being fulfilled for 4 FUCKING DAYS!
I am reading Prozac Nation. Not a good book to be reading when you are deeply depressed and on a weekend when you are lonesome as hell. It makes me feel like I am nuts. Like I just need to slit my wrists because obviously there is no salvation for people like me.
Hopelessness is closing around me like a death shroud that I ought to be buried in. FUCK! Are you seeing this? Are you reading how fucking retarded I am? Who the hell thinks like this? Whose brain works this way?
What is this Elisa? Your little place to rant? Your little place to tell the world that you are drowning in your own pool of fucking self pity? Grow the fuck up. Get your fat ass out of bed, and stop feeling so fucking sorry for yourself. Do you honestly expect someone to fucking come rescue you from yourself just because you are sad? Fuck you.
I do not know how to handle being alone. I want to rip my hair out, run around screaming, sleep until I am able to find human contact...UGH FUCK! I don't know, I am just so lonely I am honestly going nuts.
This weekend, god, I was so looking forward to this weekend. It is a long weekend, no work, no pressing things to do. And then I find out everyone is leaving. And that means that one of my worst fears is being fulfilled for 4 FUCKING DAYS!
I am reading Prozac Nation. Not a good book to be reading when you are deeply depressed and on a weekend when you are lonesome as hell. It makes me feel like I am nuts. Like I just need to slit my wrists because obviously there is no salvation for people like me.
Hopelessness is closing around me like a death shroud that I ought to be buried in. FUCK! Are you seeing this? Are you reading how fucking retarded I am? Who the hell thinks like this? Whose brain works this way?
What is this Elisa? Your little place to rant? Your little place to tell the world that you are drowning in your own pool of fucking self pity? Grow the fuck up. Get your fat ass out of bed, and stop feeling so fucking sorry for yourself. Do you honestly expect someone to fucking come rescue you from yourself just because you are sad? Fuck you.
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pulloffmywings:
fuck that, that's why you make OTHER people pay!!
magendavid:
being alone sucks balls...thats the biggest thing i'm afraid of in life...a couple days is ok...but after that...i start hanging out with the Can Man...