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Reason #6 on why i hate hs:
(example) I made a 89.4 in my English class and my teacher wouldn't round me up to a 90
...it is seriously the only B on my report card
reason #6 in why i love hs:
Besides my English teacher , my other Teachers are hella cool...
actually my English teacher is pretty chill besides this one incident.
I'm so sick of whiny c***. You can't do the work a man can. Statistically you don't show up for as many work days. And you continually go to pieces and make life difficult for everyone around you because of your feelz. The Vagina tax is a myth. You constantly cry about feminism yet you'll f*** any bad boy who treats you like trash with no sense of irony. And you get used like an ATM while screaming about patriarchy or whatever the f***. Anyone but screwed up women and beta m... read more
I wish there was a depression category. I'm so sick of life, though, I guess that'll do. I hate myself. I've hated myself for something like 20 years and I'm barely into my 30s. I don't want to deal with this s*** anymore. I have clinical depression. I'm on medication for it, but it only does so much. I had medication for my clinical anxiety, as well; but my new primary care physician (after moving to another state) has taken me off of it based on "it's not good to take that ... read more
Note to self: I don't wanna see you anymore. You love me, so what. You're not the last person who will. Why do I cling to it even though you bore me to tears, even though every second I'm with you my heart is ticking away time and I'm thinking what the f*** am I doing here? I'd rather be doing anything else. I don't like you, don't like you, don't like you. Forget me.
I hate waking up every day. I hate existence. I hate humanity. I hate life. I'm living a hellish existence being stuck living at home with my alcoholic abusive father and my sociopath mother. I'm 450 pounds because I dread leaving my room and because every time I do something horrible happens. I either have to listen to piece of s*** father going on a racist tirade about how everything isn't his fault or how it's all my and my mother's fault. Or my mom is floating around thin... read more