|TheComfortCorner| v.3

[|nickel|]

Can I just have a hug? °~°

[Silently-there]

No.
no no no.
I love you, can't you see? I'll give you anything, everything. I'm not ready to let go. I'm not going to give up on someone who made me a better person and I made them a better person. Without each other we've been terrible, but you still avoid me. Don't you care? I miss your voice, your body heat, I miss you. I miss you so much, just please hear me out.

[ruletheworld]

Feel free to ignore my rambling, I just... I don't even know.

I haven't gotten any restful sleep since friday.
My head is killing me, it hurts so much that I'm crying.
A friend of mine is going through a lot of stuff right now and I can't do anything to help them.
I don't want to visit my mothers friends, but if I don't go I'll have to spend the time with my dad, whom I very much don't want to be around either.
I'll need to loose weight, but I'm to lazy.
My guinea pigs escaped from their outside-cage-thingy and noone has seen them since yesterday.
Apparently I'm "a good-for-nothing brat that is but a parasite to society."
I'm wasting my life away in front of my computer.
I missed driving theory lessons /again/.
Everyone in this house has made it their personal missions to hinder me not eating dead animals.
Another acquitance has apparently found the love of his life, his significant other, or whatever he wants to call it and it's seriously the only thing he talks about now. I know he doesn't do it to be mean, he doesn't even know about my problem, but it just keeps on reminding me that I'll never have that, and then I feel so incredibly alone.

[Lethargy]

☁I still need comfort; I'm broken. I still want to cry. I think I'm un-repairable..

I may look happy or even act it.
But in all honesty, I am miserable beyond belief.

[~stories untold.]

I don't know what the hell happened to me but I think i developed a thing for punching mirrors -_-
Why must I be this stupid and this bad of decisions? I'm going to have a tough time explaining this one...

[leverage]

☁I still need comfort; I'm broken. I still want to cry. I think I'm un-repairable..

I may look happy or even act it.
But in all honesty, I am miserable beyond belief.

You are always fixable.
Things will always get better.
Though it might not happen today, or tomorrow, and the road to comfort might be long and painful, you can always get there.
Just stay strong, like you have been. Keep going. Don't be afraid to ask for help.
Just keep going. You can make it.
It might be hard, pretending to be happy, but don't be afraid to let it out. There's no need to bottle up your feelings, just let them out every once in a while.
Keep your head high.
I believe that you can do it.
PM me if you would like to talk <3

[Hollibomb]

Screw it, I'm just gonna let everything out in a huge rant.

Well, middle school has been horrible. I'll start my story from the beginning, so get comfy and grab a bag if popcorn.

At The beginning of the year I was sick. Doctors thought something was wrong with my kidneys. So after months and months of tests, including multiple medications and strict diets, we never found out what it was. It kinda just disappeared.

So towards the middle of the year, I started feeling upset al the time. I wasn't quite sure why, but I never felt good enough. To add to that, I finally got my period. Yay. Emotions. So pile that on top of depression and it isn't fun.

So durning this last stretch of the year, I've been feeling horrible. I have already been thinking if scuicide possibilities, but after reading tons of "don't do it we love you" quotes on Pinterest, I'm not sure what to do. One of them in particular stated: "so who is gonna clean off the blood and brains from the wall after you shot a billet through your head? Your mother, whom you have left traumatized and depressed?" These are the kind if quotes that make me want to die. SO, they are telling me that even if I have to go through pain to cause happiness, I never will be happy since I will give others the pain, therefore, I should prison myself in this pain for the security of others. Yup.

So I can't die but I can't live. What can I do? I'm honestly not sure. Keep living and hoping it gets better, or die. I honestly don't know.

There are so many more things to say. Like all the things I have been hiding from my friends, and everything I want to be. It's just so hard to live with myself knowing that I can never be what I want, because life is weighing me down.

I hope somebody understands. Because I can't keep scratching at my wrists and thighs, and I can't keep crying every night. Please save me somebody, because I'm dying.

Thank you for reading. Btw I didn't do any of my homework. I was to insane. Lol, I think I'm done with school for now. Maybe if I get held back, it will give me an excuse to...ya know.

Much love, JellyMuffin



Somebody pm me?

[rena.]

there's this guy that i thought i could call a friend.
but then i explore and find out that he's been talking crap about me. { my friend and i were bored and on a story making site blah blah }
so, i see what he said and it really hurt me.
im literally here crying, shaking, feeling sick.
hug pwease?

[Dragon Reine]

there's this guy that i thought i could call a friend.
but then i explore and find out that he's been talking crap about me. { my friend and i were bored and on a story making site blah blah }
so, i see what he said and it really hurt me.
im literally here crying, shaking, feeling sick.
hug pwease?

Hug I'm so sorry. :c Hang in there.
He's just not a real friend, but don't let him bring you down.
I know you can find some amazing people to be your friends. <:

[sky dancer.]

i feel so bad.. My friend and I play a game called minecraft. Of course there is a survival type where you can die. I texted one of her friends { slightly Frenemy to me.. } and was joking around saying "*name* was going to commit suicide, please call her now." On the game she was going to jump off a high tower, we were being silly and thought it was a huge joke. Well apparently her friend took it serious and was balling. Now she's mad at me, when it wasn't even MY idea... I feel bad, but aggravated at the same time... Bad because she took it serious - aggravated because she's mad at ME! And my friend wouldn't tell her it was her idea, not mine. >.< I hate being a teenager where I think something so small can be a joke... But really it's a big deal..