I Hate You - Tumblr Posts
High asf quality drawing of my tits
Ich liebe jello so sehr
Todayy me and me slime was waiting 4 bus and it took so so so long then the bus skipped us and everyone got so mad and there was so many hoes and we all started chanting "fuck bay area transit" and then this one guy lit a stick on fire and we started marching down the middle of the street it was so crazy. And I was eating my jello sosososo tasty and it was so fun.
Fuck it
Two of best friends won't pick up the phone or look at my texts and I was supposed to hang out today but I guess not
"I don't wanna fucking be here
Cause all i do is nothing"
Song ATM: i hate it here - p4rker/osquinn
Gif: tumblr
If you do this I hate you.
I know the post itself is a joke; at least I hope so. It's tagged as much. Despite that, the engagement makes me feel people relate and enjoy the revelation— that troubles me.
If our friendship is so weak, so insignificant, that you can't be authentic enough to say you don't want to do something, what's the point of our connection?
Better yet, what kind of friend can't be bothered to spend one day doing something they dislike, so they can spend time with a friend? When we did we normalise such shallow transactional relationships.
As someone with BPD and DPD, doing this kinda thing just messes with my head. I can't feel like I can depend on you for support if you lie to avoid doing things with me. I can't trust you if I feel like you're repeatedly avoiding me.
So... we're all Anakin now
The Star Wars fandom right now.
Ah yes this meme is aging like fine wine .
Nickel number three will be coming to a cinema near you in 2022
I’m honestly so tired of trying to get along with someone who so obviously hates me. Like, I go out of my way to be nice and to do things for you and try to be an overall nice person and you spit hate right back in my face?? For no fucking reason???
I swear some people in this world were just born into hate
*offers you a bag of bird seed*
Feeling hungry?
*narrows eyes*
i’m very sad. i just found out that international kissing day is a thing and i was excited so i texted my friends. one of them, C, decided to RUIN IT by saying, “Pedophiles: go to a daycare with a sign saying ‘its international kissing day!’” now i’m sad. how dare she
Slap in my FACE
Fck you! I hate it coz every words that comes from your mouth are making me hate myself. Why cant you understamd how hurt i am? Why are you so insensitive to my feelings? Why dont you listen to what i wanna say before you talk to me? Why dont you let me do whatever i want?
I am so sick of this bullshit! You never made me feel proud of myself. You only make me hate myself more.
Do you really want me to go insane? Do you really think im okay with all of these things goin on right now??
Ugh idk what to do anymore. I cant hate you just because. I can only hate myself. I wanna hurt myself but i aint that stupid. I wanna cry but im too strong to cry for this. I wanna scream my heart out but im too reserved to do that. In other words, im just a plain stupid kid who'll never get her happiness. Fck you world!
F1 drivers and Children because i’m feeling evil and want you to all feel feelings
dear dad,
"i wanted to make you cry" still haunts me till today. it really broke me. thanks for making me feel unsafe, unworthy and unlovable.
sincerely, me.
i seem to find you within all that I read and you bleed into all that I write.
holy shit sometimes I just think about the fact that no one in my fucking life is EVER going to take my anxiety seriously. like holy shit. not my family or my friends or anyone I talk to who knows about it. it's always a "oh that sucks" or a half-assed "cheer up!" or the fucking "get over it."
Like do you fuckers even understand that this is a DISORDER? Do you even fucking realized it was so bad that I got immediately diagnosed with general anxiety disorder + depression so they could medicate me so I wouldn't fucking kill myself? do any of you fuckers understand that this is going to affect every single aspect of my personality and life, for the rest of my life?
This isn't fucking funny. This isn't a something cute or silly or something to fucking laugh at and ignore. Anxiety isn't fucking being a little nervous, it's fucking agony. It's being convinced that everyone hates you. It's being convinced you're going to be murdered or assaulted again or robbed or shot up. It's being so fucking scared that you convince yourself for a month that people are watching your screen through spyware and are going to hate you and kill you if you click on something bad by accident. It's having anxiety holders and hating them for not being able to take the feeling away. It's being convinced every FUCKING night that this is the night that you're going to fucking not wake up.
I fucking hate each and every person that does not treat anxiety as a disorder. I hate you if you treat it as cutesy or something to not take seriously or something to laugh at. I hate you so fucking much.
I hate my fucking GAD. I hate being convinced people hate me or talk behind my back. I hate being convinced that they hate me for my symptoms. I hate knowing that they DO hate my fucking anxiety symptoms. I hate that no one wants to comfort me. I hate that I need so much comfort over and over. I hate that no one will ever realize how bad it is. I hate that nothing can stick to my brain, that I'm always going to be scared five minutes later that they hate me. I hate that an odd tone or bad punctuation or a distraction can genuinely fucking convince me that people want me dead. I hate that my anxiety makes me want myself dead. I hate how I love people so much when they make me feel good but feel so so hurt and broken ten minutes later because they didn't keep going.
I hate this. I hate my life. I hate my fucking disorder. I hate that these disgusting pills are the only thing keeping it at bay. I hate that they barely keep it from getting worse anymore but I can't get off of them because I go through withdrawal.
I hate myself. I hate myself so much. I hate that I've promised so many people to keep myself alive and safe. I hate my brain. I hate it. I hate myself. I hate being alive. I hate me. I hate my promises. I hate everyone who thinks I'm overreacting. I hate myself for wishing it was an overreaction. I hate myself. I want to fucking die. I hate that I want to die. I hate that I can't die. I hate that I'm actively fucking dying. I hate that I promised to get better. I hate that I can't get better.
I hate you I hate me hate hate hate hate HATE HATE I FUCKING HATE YOU I HATE ALL OF YOU I WANT TO FUCKING DIE WHY CAN'T YOU LET ME DIE I HATE YOU HOLY SHIT LET ME DIE LET ME DIE LET ME DIE I DON'T WANT TO FUCKING DIE DON'T LET ME DIE I HATE THIS I HATE YOU
Nunca me creas cuando digo que te odio, nunca.