Showing posts with label sadness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sadness. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

I'm listening to the arcade fire again and suddenly I can't help but miss you. It reminds me of those cold dark nights when I sat alone in my car crying because I was left by a girl that I adored. My current girlfriend can't possibly compare. But now you're happy with some other guy.

I don't know, I guess I always assumed that, even though you're going to school halfway across the country we would somehow end up together. Fuck it. Blowjobs and an easy girlfriend aren't nearly as fulfilling as love. I miss you. And I doubt you ever think of me.


Anonymous
3/30/2010
03:19:00 AM

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

I'm so lonely and sad. It's past six o'clock and I've done nothing but check my email and lie on the floor reading for hours. I might go drink some of the whiskey in the pantry just for something to do, but even that seems pathetic. Fucking cold and cloudy summer days.


Anonymous
08:13:00 PM
7/26/2009

Sunday, June 28, 2009

He was a pedophile and an awful excuse for a human being but all of a sudden his greatest critics are turning into his greatest fans. Our generation didn't grow up with Michael Jackson, he was never black to us, he's always been this gonzo weirdo who dangles babies out the window. I didn't like him when he was alive and I am not going to pretend that I am sad he's dead.


Anonymous
10:09:00 AM
6/26/2009

Friday, May 29, 2009

The thought of leaving home- leaving you- makes me so sad I can hardly breathe. I can't imagine living without you, and I know that's unhealthy, but I can't help loving you...


Anonymous
09:21:00 PM
5/27/2009

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Every electron in my body buzzes for want of you.

Your presence.
Your body.
Your attention.

And part of me wants to hurt you so that you chase after me in words, like you did for her.
And part of me wants to keep showering you with poetry in hopes that you'll reciprocate.
And part of me wants to stop doing sweet deeds, hoping you'll do something for me.

But part of me knows you won't.
And part of you knows you won't, you never will, because you don't love me like you did her.

If she was never nice to you, never a good girlfriend, never gave a fuck about you, why did she get all of your attention? Is that what I have to do? Be a complete bitch to you?

If you don't write me love poems, nobody on this Earth ever will.

I've told you but you pretend not to listen. You admitted you can't make me happy the way I want you to. And I salvaged it, told you you do make me happy in all these small ways.

But still, I'm so irreparably jealous that she got your romance.


Anonymous
04:12:00 PM
5/12/2009

Thursday, January 15, 2009

the people posting on here are sad. You all should be happy. Become happy by watching this awesome video http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zw4MQ3c8oYw

:D


envoi
1/14/2009
04:36:00 AM

Monday, January 05, 2009

I think it's sad that nobody commented on the "LALA. I love life!" post below, but the sad ones get so many comments. Why are we as humans drawn to sadness?


Anonymous
10:20:00 PM
1/04/2009

Saturday, August 16, 2008

He's gone. and this time he's gone for real.

I want to scream. but more than that, I want to hear him say goodbye.


Anonymous
02:03:00 AM
8/16/2008

Sunday, August 03, 2008

my roommate is prettier than i am


Anonymous
07:32:00 PM
8/02/2008

Thursday, April 17, 2008

I know that our relationship is fading quickly but I can't let him go. I'd rather feel that familiar pang of sadness in my gut when we're together than not be together at all.


Anonymous
03:13:00 PM
4/17/2008

Tuesday, April 08, 2008

I AM SO ANGRY RIGHT NOW I WANT TO RIP YOUR EYES OUT AND MAKE YOU CHEW ON THEM AND AS I WATCH I'LL SAVOR EVERY LAST GRIMACE OF DISGUST ON YOUR FACE. A;LSKDJFA;LKSDJFAKL;SJFD;ALSDF;

I'm so angry that I'm crying.


Anonymous
07:39:00 PM
4/08/2008

Saturday, August 25, 2007

im so sad


anonymous
07:21:00 PM

Thursday, July 26, 2007

I just wish I had the right words to make everything okay again


Anonymous
7/25/2007 10:17:00 PM

Saturday, June 16, 2007

I've forgotten how to cry


Anonymous
06:36:00 PM

Friday, June 01, 2007

I keep thinking about conversations I'll have with my friends at school when I see them again just like always. Then I realize that these conversations will never happen. Its really weird. I'm really gonna miss enloe, or at leasts it's people.


Anonymous
09:44:00 PM

Thursday, May 31, 2007

Today boxbox smiled at me, possibly the last time I'll ever see him. It is sad, as I haven't any real excuse to contact him again, probably.

But he's a cool person. He's just one of the millions of things I'm going to miss about Enloe.

Anonymous
05:43:00 PM

Sunday, May 20, 2007

The people here are so judgemental that I don't want to tell my secrets anymore.


Anonymous
06:40:00 PM

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

why are people so messed up?
I know so many people who have so much darkness and sadness inside and it makes me want to scream, WHY CANT YOU GET BETTER? I NEED YOU TO BE OK! PLEASE! but I know I can't just make them better and that it's something they have to do for themselves and that is one of the hardest feelings I have known.

everytime I see your cuts and burn marks I cry. HOW CAN YOU DO THAT TO YOURSELF? PLEASE GET BETTER! I CARE ABOUT YOU SO MUCH!!


Anonymous
08:45:00 PM

Saturday, April 28, 2007

Its sucks that I'm going to be leaving all my enloe friends behind next year. friends both new and old i will most likely not see after this year. Yes i could try to maintain contact but I feel that that probably will only work for a little while then they will be gone.


Anonymous
04:59:00 PM

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Talking to you so often, I sometimes feel really guilty. I wonder if, had I not lied months ago, you would be happier, or at least less sad and stressed. That maybe your current and persistent misery is somehow my fault. If only I had admitted things, maybe you wouldn't have gone back to her, maybe you'd be able to be your own person again.

Maybe I wouldn't see the life being sucked out of you on a daily basis.


Anonymous
12:21:00 AM