Life Is Unfaaaaaair

To live is to suffer. To survive is to find meaning in the suffering, but what if there is no meaning? (If you're a close friend and you're on this blog don't be afraid to talk to me about any stuff you see)

[deebott]

Deadly nightshade.

[miniuzi-deactivated20230628]

Footrest gf

[memequeen-official]

[difty-dift]

[genericalosers]

[lizbukchoy]

[sophisticatedoyster]

[itsroxyvail]

Wonder and Whimsy Saved Us From Conformity

Shot By: rachaelhennphoto

[monteswisha]

[freshprincesubs]

[the1movement]

A turnt up mood —

[ethanhunt-deactivated20230911]

I don’t even like the guy. Stacy, he’s not a guy. He’s a little prick! Fast Times at Ridgemont High (1982) dir. Amy Heckerling 40 Year Anniversary (August 13, 1982)

[renthony]

My teenager has more hours of homework per night than I got in my entire university career, and it doesn’t teach them a goddamn thing besides how to hate themself for not being able to do it all.

If my wife isn’t expected to labor outside her designated work hours at her literal job, why is my teenager expected to labor outside theirs?

[renthony]

If my kid has three hours of homework a night, that extends their work day to ELEVEN FULL HOURS. That’s inhumane. If an adult told me they were working eleven-hour days, I’d give them my wife’s number and tell them how to start unionizing. Like????

[official-lucifers-child]

fuck i never thought of it in terms of hours

[khe1]

i am a sexy vampire but my wife is an even sexier werewolf

[khe1]

[behaved]

“are you ok?” lol fuck no

[ignoremyrants]

I feel like I'm one serious traumatic experience away from developing a multiple personality disorder. There's so many differing and often contradictory ideals or values I strongly believe in. I manage to keep them all held together in my psyche with tape but for how long will it all hold? How long can I continue swimming around this toilet bowl of a life before I'm fatally swept up in the piss and washed down to the bottom? Just how heavy can the world become before Atlas says enough is enough?

[ignoremyrants]

A poem #6, Titled: Fiction

All I want to do is sleep Just sleep, and never wake up Be in a state where I don't weep Where I'm smothered in solace. Yup 

That sounds perfect to me To be traumatized And be nothing that I can be And never tell people I lied

All promises made fall through Aspirations fly away I'll lose that last chance to see you Or sleep in your bed and stay

I'll turn my back to the world I'll shun off the people love No more adventures with my Harold Just the life of a Dove

My wants shall overshadow my needs I shape my own destiny I can escape this life of weeds Although, I don't know what's best for me 

[ignoremyrants]

A poem #5, Titled: Cruches

Stress becomes overwhelming

Too many options in life I'm juggling

I'm losing my balance on this tightrope

Can I stand this any longer...? Nope

I've fallen, landed on my leg

I hear echoes of my mother nag

I see my foot, twisted and bent

I touch my leg, I wonder where the feeling went

Limping becomes my main mode of transportation

My school halls are a tar pit infestation

The weight of life is so heavy

But I reply "I'm gravy."

When asked "Am I okay?"

I'm not okay...

Ears of curiosity hear my groans from malnutrition 

Eyes from afar gaze with consideration

Hands of kinship stretch out and come together

Ceasing the need to limp through this cold winter

Their metal arms create a clink and clank

With every single full step I make

My place in life is finally satisfactory

But then my metal friends are taken away from me

I fall on the floor, still fully paralyzed

I stare at my unhealed leg and wonder "Why?"

I didn't listen to my doctor's order

I didn't walk on my leg. I let my friendly crutches loiter

[ignoremyrants]

voteromneyryan12 answered your question: But on a serious note....

The informed hate Obama.

But whyyy? Dx

[ignoremyrants]

But on a serious note....

Why do y'all love Obama but hate Romney so much?

[platinumsoul-theorist]

All I want to do is sleep Just sleep, and never wake up Be in a state where I don’t weep Where I’m smothered in solace. Yup

That sounds perfect to me To be traumatized And be nothing that I can be And never tell people I lied

All promises made fall through Aspirations fly away I’ll lose that...

[ignoremyrants]

I'm going back to my old way of thinking, thinking that being alone is better

Ever since I was younger I had always had this mindset of being emotionally detached from people. Not really opening up and telling my life story to my close friends. I had grown to accept this mindset even though I despise it in every aspect.

For me, being alone is the absolute worst. My low self-esteem and heavy criticism seem to find a way to attack myself and if I can't vocalize these offensive thoughts then no one can combat these thoughts and tell me it's all just rubbish. Since I'm alone these offensive thoughts and slowly fester into painful, self-inflicting wounds that can eventually become harsh morals about myself to stand by.

I've gotten older since then and was slowly moving away from the dogma of being alone with the unknown help of a very important person in my life. A friend by the name of Malika. I've began opening up very secret things, things not a soul has heard before. She means so much to me but she's going off to college and she'll most likely be to busy to talk with me as much as we talked during this summer. It's already evident seeing as how we used to talk all day but now the most we can do is send about 5 texts back and forth then we're done for the day. All this being said I get a slight feeling of that loneliness that swallowed me up in my early days of life. I feel as if the shadows are calling me. The very essence of being alone and clawing away at me, begging for me to come back. 

And oddly, I want to go back... I've been dealing with too many stressful things lately and I just want to be happy... Even if it means being embraced by the prickly arms of loneliness... I'm comfortable there. I can find solace there.

I just want to be alone again. Alone and pain-free