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Juz_Zum_Zombie
posted a quote
October 24, 2017 10:03pm UTC

you do an amazing job
making me feel unwanted
and all alone
after you said you'd
always be there for me

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Dishonored*
posted a quote
February 22, 2016 12:56am UTC

I'm gonna rant (because my Facebook friends say stupid crap that ticks me off), so yknow, skip it if you ain't with it
(Obviously based on my own experience, but I left out a good bit to keep is some what broad)
I honestly can't stand it when someone talks about abusive relationships like it is a super easy thing to deal with. It isn't. So many people act like abusers start out smacking you around from the beginning, and that you're just an idiot for staying. I can't say it's never like that, but it's definitely not always like that. Sometimes it starts out as emotional abuse. Subtle at first, where you don't even notice it happening. Backhanded compliments that slowly chip away your self esteem, laying on the guilt over mundane things until you start to feel like the horrible one, putting you down while boosting themselves up. Then it slowly shifts to direct insults. Before you know it, you start to think you deserve that kind of treatment, that they're the best you can get. It's worse if you have people in your life that shame you into the relationship in the first place, which is common (particularly for females.) The "but he's a nice guy, don't be so shallow and rude." kind of lines, that tell women they're not good enough to reject guys they're not interested in, while telling the guys they are better than the women. Which is a whole other issue for another time. Anyway, eventually you're in an emotionally abusive relationship, and you still might not even notice it. Abuse makes for an uncomfortable conversation, so no one ever says anything, so you think it's normal. They occasionally break up the harshness with kindness, which makes you feel lucky briefly. When physical abuse does come into the picture, they play it off as a joke at first. They apologize, and even throw in some tears, and you believe it because "aw. they're crying. they obviously mean it." Everything is fine. You think it's normal to "play" wrestle your partner, even if it hurts too much and leaves bruises, and you have to beg to get them to stop... which they still might not do (but boys like to wrestle and get carried away.. and boys will be boys, right?...) You don't realize that it's not normal to have to apologize profusely over talking to someone they didn't pre-approve of. You didn't realize it isn't normal to constantly be on edge because if you didn't answer the phone or text back instantly, they would threaten to come track you down (and you don't really want to be near them, especially when angry, so you always try to answer.) Eventually, they hit you, and they don't even pretend that they were playing. It kind of knocks some sense into you, and you start to realize it isn't normal. Unfortunately, you also realize this person scares you. This person that you've never successfully gotten off of you. This person you've never been able to fight back. So, yeah, you stay. You don't know what else to do. Everyone sees the bruises, and you don't even lie about them. Every time you try to leave, they either threaten to kill themselves or you. They justify everything by saying it was your own fault. You might eventually find your voice and fight back when they verbally bully you, and it escalates to more violence. Your neck is their favorite place to go. "I'm just joking" choking turns into actual choking. Which is something a lot of people don't come back from. It's a real slap in the face to imply that victims have lost their lives all because they chose not leave, and imply that they're just stubborn because it's "easy to leave."
How I got out of my relationship: he was the kinda guy that would look for someone better while with me (caught him multiple times but he wouldn't leave me and I couldn't be the one to leave him.. fear), so I made a fake Facebook with my friend and we flirted with him over it until he dumped me and we kept it up until it I knew he wouldn't come back and beg me to get back with him (fear.) it was successful. He thought it was his idea so there was no fake crying, threats, promises, other manipulative crap. He still stalks me occasionally, tho. Which is scary.

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macdaddy118
posted a quote
November 7, 2015 10:58pm UTC

I tried to ignore your aura
but it grabbed me by the hand
Like the moon pulls the tide
and the tide pulls the sand

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Simpleton
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September 28, 2014 3:11pm UTC

test - this will be deleted

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GhostTown
posted a quote
September 7, 2014 11:58am UTC

*****
I'm not invisible.
Stop ignoring me.
*****
Format by Sandrasaurus

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Emma Is Not My Name*
posted a quote
September 2, 2014 12:39pm UTC

Life keeps giving you chances and you keep ignoring them,
You can do whatever you want, but don't say it's unfair.

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icanttakeitanylonger
posted a quote
July 4, 2014 6:31pm UTC

IGNORE
PEOPLE THAT
ARE PISSY

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xMGY_
posted a quote
June 4, 2014 7:51pm UTC

Isn’t it ironic? We ignore those who adore us, adore those who ignore us, hurt those who love us and love those who hurt us.

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comers
posted a quote
May 16, 2014 1:33pm UTC

I get my hopes up over the smallest thing's
You sent me a message and i think wow maybe he kinda likes me
but then he goes back to ignoring me
and i feel like im not good enough once again

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Crazy girl*
posted a quote
May 7, 2014 11:35am UTC

Do you ever feel alone even though you are out with your friends, Like they ignore you in their conversations and you don’t know why. Even when you try to put yourself out there in the conversation they ignore your response. Because sometimes I feel like that...

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zer0*
posted a quote
April 3, 2014 8:17pm UTC

IGNORE THIS IM JUST POSTING IT HERE SO I CAN GET IT SOMEWHERE ELSE
My story, pt. 2:
That was my first time SH'ing. I won't go into gory details but, yeah. At 11 years old, I was involved in a drug raid which made my paranoia incredibly bad. I don't feel comfortable going into great detail about my relationship at 13, but I'm sure you could conjure up ideas of what took place. I escaped from that, and by this point, I was in a terrible place. My self harming had intensified and gotten much worse, the cuts no longer scratch-like, but ones requiring stitches. I was full of self hate, and hate towards everyone and everything. I started drinking a lot as a way of coping with what was going on in my mind, and I fell into the wrong crowd of people. These people were very bad for me, I was vulnerable - they noticed that and took advantage of it. Thereafter, I fell into an incredibly deep depression. I couldn't get out of bed. I couldn't eat, or sleep, or shower, or drink. I just layed in bed, staring at a wall, cutting myself up and burning myself with my beloved lighter, and listening to certain songs. I got sicker and sicker, and started having suicidal thoughts. Of course at that time I could never have even attempted suicide, I was too sad. Too sad to kill myself... My family noticed, and I got referred to a doctor. I got diagnosed with depression and borderline personality disorder, at 14.
My life just went on like that for a long time, self harming, crying, feeling down, feeling suicidal. I eventually did attempt suicide, quite a few times, which isn't something I like to admit. I was sick and I recognised this. I needed to do something about it, I just didn't know what. I felt so helpless, hearing voices and hallucinating daily, tormented with the memories of my past experiences. I sort of had an epiphany one day, I realised I couldn't go on this way. I tried so hard to recover, and I stopped self harming for a whole year. I felt more confident in myself and more positive overall. Things were going okay.
I slipped up. When I was 15, I picked up the razorblade again. I tore into my body and created more scars, which have faded with time. I was so disappointed in myself and kept falling into spells of depression. My life was literally like an emotional rollercoaster. And so things continued in the way they previously did, until I met someone. If he reads this I know he'll be like 'what the fk? I didn't do anything special.' But in all honesty, he was the person who inspired me to sort of, help myself and turn my life around. He has helped me immensely and I'm so, so grateful for him. I love him. He knows who he is - the most freaking amazing person in my life. It sounds crazy considering the circumstance between us, but I swear, it's true. I'm so thankful for him.
This has cut a bit short but it's late and I can't be bothered typing more. That's a watered-down version of my life story. At the moment, I'm doing a lot better. I hear voices from time to time but I know how to stop them. I still get down quite often but not nearly as severe as I used to. I actually have realised that I'm not completely worthless, and that I deserve a life. I feel more positive in myself and more positive about most things now. I still have thoughts of self harming when I'm stressed, depressed, angry, sad or anxious, but at the moment I haven't hurt myself for 18 days, and I'm determined to increase that number.
I'm Pippa and I'm 16 years of age. There isn't really much to me. :)

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zer0*
posted a quote
April 3, 2014 8:15pm UTC

IGNORE THIS IM JUST POSTING IT HERE SO I CAN GET IT SOMEWHERE ELSE
My story, pt. 1.
I'm not too sure what to write here, I guess I'll just explain my 'story' bit by bit, so anybody who happens to stumble across me understands me slightly better.
Ahoy, I'm Pippa and I'm 16 years of age. There isn't really much to me. I'm from bonnie Scotland, although it's not actually too bonnie. Then again that could be my oh so pessimistic side kicking in. I apologise in advance directly to you reading this, as I have a tendency to ramble. Anyway, so, me. I'm weird. I have a great music taste. I'm covered in piercings, which is slightly ironic as I'm starting to hold Christian beliefs. In my past, I would never even have considered slightly conforming to a religion - I used to hate everyone and everything, because of things that happened to me. As personal as it is, I decided to share my story and that I shall do.
It mostly started during my childhood. I grew up with my autistic, then violent brother who is a mere year younger than me, my two sisters, my mother and my dad. I grew up in a household where my mother was always stressed and drunk, where my dad was always away working, he had to go to Afghanistan. I grew up with my heroin addict sister, whom I found out a few weeks ago doesn't share the same dad as me. Anyway, I had a decent childhood, it was hard but could've been way worse. At times my mother was incredibly physically and verbally abusive, but as I have matured, I've learnt to accept that and have a slight touch of empathy towards her. At the age of ten, I was rxped by an unknown man. At the age of 13, I entered into an abusive relationship, which I won't go into the details of. I wound up bloody and bruised and mentally broken.
At ten, I started hearing voices, and hallucinating. I'd hear multiple voices, both male and female, shouting and screaming at me as though they were there in the room with me. They did, and still to this day, although not as severe, call me disgusting names, make up suicide plans, and tell me to hurt myself, and hurt other people. I also started seeing a man. I now call him the 'shadow man,' because he is well... a shadow. He's a tall, and very big man. He has no facial features, it's just a blank space. He wears a long coat and a fedora hat, and he just stands there and observes. He laughs at me and does the same things as the voices. Anyway... I didn't want to hurt other people. It wasn't in my nature. I had so much anger, guilt, fear and shame built up though that I feared one day I may just snap and give into my demon's demands. That's when the self harm started. The rxpe, along with bullying which was taking place, and my mental demons altogether created an immense pressure in my mind which I had to release in a non-violent way. It could be argued that SH is violent, but I don't/didn't see it that way as it was only aimed at myself. I picked up a pair of blunt nail scissors one day I was in the bath, and just sliced my forearm. It hurt, because they were blunt, and it took a while to make the incisions but once it was done I felt fulfilled in a way. I liked the look of the blood, I made myself bleed the way the man in the alleyway made me bleed.

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exo
posted a quote
March 11, 2014 5:12pm UTC

it's amazing how fast your mood can change after you step
in some water with your socks on

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hyperion*
posted a quote
March 8, 2014 12:44pm UTC

i'm not quie sure why i'm writing this, maybe it's because of my sudden odd addiction to teen wolf, but i needed to put it somewhere, even if just for a little bit. it'll make me feel better. you don't have to read it, i swear.
i think the reason that i find myself in lydia and stiles the most is because i'm really nothing special. not in the sense that they're dull characters — not at all, but in the sense that they aren't the ones with supernatural powers (or not werewolf abilities, anyway,) they're the researchers, the ones with the plan, the ones who make the behind the scenes happen. whenever i talk with my friends about with characters we associate ourselves with the most, they always tell me who i should associate with, how i'm "absolutely nothing like" the characters i choose to fixate on and empathize with. this leaves me having to keep it to myself, but with lydia and stiles... i don't know. they are unarguably part of me. stiles — the silly one, who relies on sarcasm and quick wit to hide behind, effortlessly smart, but lacking all the drive. i find myself in him because my friends, the people around me, are the special ones, the cool ones, the attractive ones, the ones who don't hang back. me, i'm the one voted most likely to get pucnhed in the face for making smartass comments all the time. i find myself in him because despite stiles being the most ordinary, he's still well-developed, charismatic, believable. i find a connection with him because it makes me feel like i could be that sort of character, too.
y'know, still important.
and lydia. "places to do, people to see" lydia. i love lydia because she loves her sexuality, because people fear her for it. she is power. she is what drives the group the most from behind. this isn't really why i identify with her, but it is what i want to grow to be. i identify with her because everyone thinks she is vividly stupid, an airhead, creative but no good for intelligence. like doing jocks is what she does best. that is, until you truly recoginze what a genius lydia martin is. she understands languages she doesn't speak, knows the symptoms of any disease off the top of her head. knows how to make a self igniting molotov cocktail off the top of her head. i find myself in this because that is how the majority of my peers think of me. people asked me if my name got mixed up when i won a math competition. people tell me i get good grades because "the teacher totally has a soft spot for you." it's not like that. i can understand languages i don't speak. i know the symptoms of any disease of the top of my head. chemistry. astronomy. language. social issues. i find myself in lydia because while she hides it well, she breaks the box she has been put into. she smashes a fücking hole through it. she gives me hope that 'b' can be for both 'books' and 'boobs,' and that that's okay. that's okay. that i don't have to hide one half of myself for another. and stiles reminds me that it's okay to be ordinary, because really, as ordinary as you might think you are, you still really aren't. they tell me that i should take pride in who i am, and consider myself a gift, even though i might not be anything special or solid by anyone else's standards.

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icanttakeitanylonger
posted a quote
March 4, 2014 12:53am UTC

♡ I wish you'd stop ignoring me
Because you're sending me to despair
Without a sound yeah you're calling me
And I don't think it's fair ♡

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Carla Crahan.*
posted a quote
March 3, 2014 6:49pm UTC

You can close your eyes to the things you don't want to see, but
you can't close your heart to the things you don't want to feel.
-Johnny Depp
(C)Karma'saB¡tchRight

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