https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vzGTdi4xvFU I'll have nothing in the fridge till I go shopping so all I have is green tea once again I take another tablet - my only light For the moment I don't feel it A few missed calls, but I don't care My hair is greasy and it doesn't bother me I'm ugly and broken, please don't look at me Until whenever I disappear Leave me alone, let me finally die Didn't I say that the Cut on my arm was just an accident? Before I could see it, my whole body was scarred For a moment I close my eyes Just one moment and the day has passed by - I'm completely empty I don't believe in miracles anymore My "friends" are just strangers and see none of this Even if someone was there for me, they wouldn't get it I'm stressed and I'm not gonna take a break from it I could still do this and that Don't tell me I should smile - why should I? I've got nothing to be proud of, built up for me Got no life to give me a reason to breathe, No family to see it Leave me alone, I'm so tired For so long now I've wanted to just go to sleep for all time Don't wake me up, I'll take a bite of the poisoned apple I'm swaying like I'm in a dream - a nightmare High up on the balcony, standing in The wind and wondering, What would happen next I wouldn't fly I always used to just listen to music all day It gave me new strength from morning till evening But each song is now part of what devours me so much Leave me alone, let me finally die Didn't I say that the Cut on my arm was just an accident? Before I could see it, my whole body was scarred For a moment I close my eyes Just one moment and the day has passed by - I'm completely empty I don't believe in anything anymore This day is just like every day, constantly whiling my life away, always asking myself, "Is it nearly over?" My wounds won't heal It won't be over for a while yet I should just go Yeah Yeah, I should finally go

urg all day company events are exhausting... I know its "easy money" you just sit there all day gef free food and drinks (even a little party in the evening). But for me precisely that is hell on earth. Sitting in a room full of people, everything is noisy, or when its quiet you have to listen to endless talks, getting bored easily, masking, socializing, pretentious team building crap and no way to retreat and have some quiet downtime. And that for more than 8 hrs... A neurodivergents hell on earth... Honestly I rather have 3 stressful normal workdays in a row, where I run about the lab like a chicken on fire. At least then I can listen to music don't have to talk and people will generally leave me alone because too busy.

So over the next few days I'm monitoring my neighbor's creepy behavior. the guy is probably the most judgmental pile of crap i have ever met in my entire life. he accused me of alot of stuff i didn't do. HE has breaking the noise curfew (yes there is one) multiple times, looked INTO my condo while i was getting ready for work, and blasts music till like 2:00am (he thinks he knows how to make music but just makes noise)i finally threatened him and his little dog if he doesn't leave me alone, I really hope he gets kicked out, turns out he HAS been kicked out of places he has lived before, I have NEVER ever had a Nighbor this creepy or messed up. (i actually scare him with my awesome metal shirts so I'm going to keep that up for sure)

I forgot this site existed. However, here are some things I didn't forget: -weird messages people sent me from a long time ago -weird messages people sent me from a long time ago that were incredibly inappropriate, very specific, and written in a distinctive style -if you send someone a friend request they will receive an email -if you cancel the friend request it does not delete the email Leave me alone

I'm depressed to the point suicide sounds like pillows. Like if I cut myself one time like I use to, I would feel better. I'm pretty sure nobody reads these so I'm not putting some time of TW. I'm fine with silent. You don't have to talk to people and it baffles my mental how somebody. Can leave the house and talk to just anybody. I think they might be retarded. I don't leave the house a lot and prefer it. I actually have kids, and random ass conversations kill people. Me being a young mom made me believe, they don't need to go outside. So, I believe in Powers. I do believe in God and there is nothing wrong with that to me. To each his own. The bible DID NOT tell you to DO THAT. The bible doesn't have a mouth nor limbs. A HUMAN with a brain believed in that word in a book told them to go outside and preach. I keep it to myself like nobody asked how a nigga in the desert could have so much trouble. I feel like Jesus was accused of something he had no business being around like the nigga probably woke up and some fuck shit happened in that day. Because people are retarded. Speaking of mental illness is real but if it's hurting you that bad. You should sit down. Oh wow, retardation is mental illness. Yes, to a certain degree it leaves you to a point you can't think right. Why do retarded people keep following me in life where I can't be left alone? somebody asking, please leave me alone don't talk to me, don't breathe around me. Is not offensive. We have a law against and breaking laws can make you psychotic as in... you might be a sociopath. Which is retarded.

Marty wakes up at home with a huge hangover. He forces himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins and a glass of water on the side table. He sits down and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed. Marty looks around the room and sees that it is in a perfect order, spotless, clean. So's the rest of the house. He takes the aspirins and notices a note on the table "Honey, breakfast is on the stove, I left early to go shopping. Love you." So he goes to the kitchen and sure enough there is a hot break-fast and the morning newspaper. His son is also at the table, eating. Marty asks, "Son, what happened last night?" His son says, "Well, you came home after 3 A.M., drunk and delirious. Broke some furniture, puked in the hallway, and gave yourself a black eye when you stumbled into the door." Confused, Marty asks, "So, why is everything in order and so clean, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me?" His son replies, "Oh that! Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your pants off, you said, "Lady, leave me alone, I'm married'