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Does anyone else have the dream of driving till the car breaks down and then settling in that town? Sometimes I wish I could leave it all behind and go until a mechanical error finds me a new home. :)
All I want in my life is a girl. Some one to love and share my deepest passions and secrets, and theirs mine. I tell people this and they tell me that if I can't be happy with myself then I will not be happy in a relationship. Well F*ck you! That is terrible advice!
I feel a college education is about the most pointless thing that I have ever done with my meaningless life. I mean "Here employer, this is a piece of paper that says I know something" WTF is that suppose to get across! I have learned nothing in my four years here at Hamline, if anything I have gotten to be lazier and less productive! F*ck the american education system and F*ck the corporations that run this country! I don't want to be just another slave in the system! I want to be free! I want to be my own person!
Is anyone here willing to talk about depression?
So, I got this thing for girls with sleeve tattoos. Don't ask why, I just think they are hot. The other night I was at a bar and I got to talking with this one girl. Her arms were covered in roses and 9 skulls. So as the night progressed, I asked her what her tattoos meant. She proceeds to tell me that each of her 9 skull tattoos represents an apportion she has had. To top all that off she then ask me if I would to help make number 10! WTF! Needless to say, that was when I stopped talking with her.
Life... what do you want from me? I give my all and there is noting I get in return. I try my best; in the community, in class, in my relationships, but to what avail? Every night I return home to a cold and empty room, after class and hours of work to make ends meet. By myself and left to my own thoughts, I torture myself with standards and expectations that I have not met. If there is a god or some force in the universe, give this man a break! All I want is love! Is that so much to ask?
I bet the person who complained about the word bae doesn't have a bae and that's why they're so salty about it
I hate my life. From an outside view I may seem happy and confident in myself and my plans for life, but from the inside I am depressed, lonely and tormented. I would be lying if I didn't say I have thought of suicide. At the moment I feel the bottle is my only friend. I do not know what to do. All I want to do is drink my feelings away, but at the bottom of the bottom I always find my worst fears; loneliness. As I drink I tell myself I am fine, and I believe it when I'm in my stupor. But when I stop drinking and start to think, my fears come to the forefront and torment me. I am afraid that I will be forever alone, no one that I can love and care for, and them for me. What is a boy to do? Rejected and scared, am I just fumbling through the gray of life? Give me purpose, give me life...