| Jun. 27th, 2005 @ 03:22 am push pin boy full of joy |
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Current Mood:  bitchy
there's so much pain in this world...someone somewhere is dying in pain, crying themselves to sleep, getting beaten by their father, getting raped, getting hit by a car, getting shot, slicing their wrist open cause they can't stand being alone and rejected day in and day out. Somewhere someone is doing something like this.
I don't get how child birth can be thought of as happy. It's painful for the mother forcing the child out unless she's drugged up, and painful for the father having to watch his lover go through such pain. Then there's these thoughts I've had about bringing up a child in this awful world. Just keeping them alive long enough till they move out. Then see them every now and then them hating every moment they're around you and just wanting to escape away from your house. That's not always how it happens, but that's how it seems to be with my family.
psh family. My sisters didn't even give me a call on my birthday this year. Even when one of them called a few days later they didn't bother to talk to me. Just like I never had one.
Family is like your friends from school. After awhile you stop seeing them. Then it's like you never even knew them.
Maybe I'm just completly detached from everything. All these thoughts and feelings I have are all my causing. Nothings making me depressed except myself. I'm too blame. Everythings my fault and I can only try and fix it somehow.
The tip of my nose hurts. I'm not sure why. Think it might be sun burned. I looked in the mirror at my ugly self and my nose didn't look sunburnt. It hurts though that's all I know.
I don't get why anyone thinks I'm great or perfect or special or anything. I don't think I'd be here if I was great or any of those other words. I wouldn't spend most of my time alone. Wouldn't be so fucking depressed. Or maybe I would be. I don't know. I just don't see myself as being anything close to great. I'm just another body to go into the ground.
Wish I could just wake up one day and be happy. Just fucking smile like that day was going to be anotehr great day. Not a fucking misrable.
Pains a part of life. Everyone gets sad at some point in their life. Just some live their lifes in pain. Some of these people can rid themselves of it with drugs. Others solve it with suicide. Most just ignor it and try to be happy with what's going on.
I'd like a hug...but oh well. |