im 14 and i lost my virginity to a 20 year old babysitter i met at church and her name is Endy. i can’t complain, at least i got laid.

Fucking college. As long as I don’t go to a fucking dumbass college, I am cool, but my greedyass parents want me in ivy leagues or something ‘cus they think I’m smart enough since I took some AP classes, so they’re making me study every fucking hour for the SAT. Like seriously, I only get 5 hours of sleep every day. BTW this is during FUCKING SUMMER VACATION. WHAT THE FUCK. FML. Fuck my parents and collegeboard (nonprofitable my ass). If I don’t relieve this stress somehow, I’ll become a crazy motherfucker. I should probably get myself a girlfriend, but every fucking decent girl around me either taken or not interested in me. FUCK. Now I just want to fucking die and disappear from this fucked up world.

well first of all i can care less about my life and i can care less about other peopls lives and same thing goes for the death.y care for the dead if i dont really care fo r the leaving.i can call me goth, i wear black all the time, i listen to depressing music and it makes me feel better, i talk about death, blood, and suffering. u can call me emo i write death on my arms with anything sharp tell it turn dark red and starts to bleed. i sm the psycho in my life i dont understand y im like this but its who i am and how i was raised. if someone can help me over come this that be great.love hates me, i cant find true happiness , i have no determination, no hopes,dreams,i dont think i have a future, i want a solution to end this if u tell me i should just go die, thats probably where im heading anyway so help me if u want

I hate my life so much….my husband is a douche bag who abuses me every damn way possible…..i moved away to from my family and friends to start a new life with him….therefore i have no friends nor fam here so when times get rough i have no shoulders to cry on…..marrying him was the biggest mistake of my life i wish i could go back in time i would’ve walked away from him so fast…..I’m suicidal because of him….

I hate my life so much it does not matter what i do. I go to college thats not good enough….so I get a job still not good enough…They think I do everything wrong I am so over this shit… My 24 yr old sister thinks that I am her built in babysitter…dont get me wrong i love my 2 yr old nephew but not my responsibility so she can go get a piece of dick. my mom has this new dickhead boyfriend and he thinks he can tell me what to do then i get yelled at for having a backbone…the guy that i really have a thing for only makes time for me when he wants to not when i want him here…I am just so over everyone treating me like a piece of shit…maybe i should just leave and never come back they wont miss me anyway….

you are all a bunch of little pussies i have sex 5 to 6 times a day hell ive even fucked a girl in the bathroom of several different restaurants

I don’t even know where to begin… I currently live with my boyfriend, we have been on and off for the past 8 years, with one large break in there where I dated someone for 3 years. My mother died last year leaving me with no parents anymore(my father died when I was 12). I don’t think I want to be with my current boyfriend anymore, he is nice and “there for me”, but he has issues and I am not sure I can continue dealing with them, or generally living in the home we share with 4 other people, it’s all just too much, I feel that I need my space and that the relationship is broken, we are always fighting about everything. But you see the problem here is that I don’t make enough money to live on my own, and I have no parents to fall back on in my time of need. I feel so stuck and I don’t know what to do. I am so lost and feel like I can’t do anything to remedy my situation. I wish I didn’t exist sometimes, having no parents at 24 really is hard, I feel like if I make a mistake no one will help me. I guess I will just keep drinking this glass of wine and listen to more Neko Case.

Last April I got raped by my boyfriend of 3 months. My mom got all freaked out and called the cops who did a huge investigation that my whole high school found out about. Then the cops said it was “unfounded” and I couldn’t prosecute. My mom thought that meant that the cops didnt think that it happened so she agreed with them and she thinks I’m just an attention hog or something. The only person who believed me was my dad, who died last November. It was really hard on me and my sister. But my sister, the most perfect thing on earth, got over it really fast cuz she is a mommy’s little girl. She is my mom’s favorite because she got like all A+ in high school and now she gets them in college too and I only get As and Bs. And she never does anything that isn’t completely socially acceptable.. She is going to college for a degree in Vocal Performance, which is what I wanted to do but then she did it so my parents would have said I couldn’t because thats “her thing”. So I decided to go for a bachelors in buisness. After doing vocal performance for 2 years, last week my sister decided that she needs something practical so now she is getting a masters in business. And a couple days ago my uncle called and told us that my dad’s ashes are back and its time to spread them. My sister decided that she didn’t want to go to spread the ashes “cuz it would open too many wounds” for her so I can’t go. Thats my fucking life..