People get so comfortable and trust so easily, I don't understand how. They are always that with me, using me as some form of a diary. I'm bitter that I can't do the same. It's unfair. They're lucky I'm no deceitful, manipulating psycho. Good for them, because what if I was.

I want for someone to kidnap me and keep me so i never have to deal with other people again

If I couldn't have given consent to whether I want to exist or not, could I AT LEAST have CHOSEN my gender? Could I AT LEAST have CHOSEN my appearance? No, no and no. I have to suffer the way I never chose to be. I HATE THIS FLESH PRISON, I HATE JUST BEING. I HATE PEOPLE.

Why can't I be one of those that die? Why must those that want to die live on and suffer and those that want to remain alive, die? I'VE HAD ENOUGH, I'VE SEEN IT ALL, I'M SICK OF LIVING SO JUST TAKE ME.

Sick of single moms that hoe around and have kids only to be left alone, and then of course the kid(s) suffer because that hoe picked the decision to have kids. Not only her, but that man hoe as well that leaves the mom and child alone. What the hell is wrong with people.

I hate how people change. It's always a bad change.

Cried again after a social interaction. I hate it. I hate myself.

Makes my own fictional characters so I can live their exciting lives instead of my boring life. I feel like some behind-the-scenes entity that is just there to gather knowledge so my ocs can benefit from it. Like I live so they can continue living their lives in my head.

I'm fucked. Thanks mom and dad.

People are so stupid, unstable and difficult to understand. Celebrating stuff which they don't even believe in, and having no clue why they even do it in the first place. MerRY cHRiStMAS more like Merry Crisis and Merry existence is a curse.

Wondering if I should write a 'get into my head' document that I put on my profile and send to people I'm comfortable with so they can get an understanding and not put me through their bullshit or form any misunderstandings. Bc I'm so sick of the shit they bring up that I hate

your mental disorders are there to make psychiatrists and pharmaceutical companies rich!

i’m a very observant person, so if you think i didn’t notice, i did. i just decided to keep quiet

I hate how people around me feel satisfied with their backgrounds and flesh prisons or generally don't mind the role they have gotten. I feel like everyone is an actor that fits their role well except for me. I'm the only one that doesn't know their lines or purpose.

Went to therapy for the first time today

If I can't be rich then can I AT LEAST have a rich real friend to myself where we share everything together?

It's my birthday. Surprising and uncomfortable. Never planned to live this long.

This day felt so empty. Person that went ghost mode for a while, sent me a happy birthday message out of the blue whilst this bitch that's meant to be a closer person aka friend didn't send shit. Fuck happy birthday messages though, that means nothing, I want the gifts and cake.

Every year I feel more and more emptier.