it's been fucking years but my mom is still the only one who always makes me cry i hate that i Hate Her this is in no way a normal relationship and it never will be
i hoped it would be alright i hoped it was over but i guess it never really is, huh
It's been a very pleasant day, which started with my work and almost ended up with reading an exciting book I have been planning to read since last week. The book is called "Strange case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde".
I was to go to guitar courses, but stayed in bed as I hadn't slept enough last night. I had been on the phone with my sister till the very morning and it was pretty much inspiring!
Truth to be said I am relaxed and yet somehow exhausted, though I haven't worked a lot today. Planning to watch some "Game of Thrones" episodes.
Still in love with Tyrion.
All I know, all I know
Loving you is a losing game
I feel so alone
Из последних раскопанных увер - "нельзя устранять страх, я буду наказана на это".
I developed a severe anxiety this year, which resurfaces in certain situations. And I still don’t know how to deal with it. Every time I try to determine it’s nature, a “good girl issue” comes in mind. Who could do better, be better, but didn’t and that makes me somehow really “bad and unworthy”. The idea of eliminating that fear feels faulty. A good girl must be afraid of what she is doing, of being herself. No matter that I do feel I would love myself more, let I myself be who I am. Probably loving myself feels faulty too. But it shouldn't.
he's a rebel and he'll never ever be any good
he's a rebel 'cause he never ever does what he should
a fact, idea, or subject that takes people's attention away from the central point being considered:
The police investigated many clues, but they were all red herrings.
I always know long distance relationships are complicated and to save them you should never give up. But I am tired. I can't stand it any more. It's something like a one-way track.
The reason is that he don't want to call me at all. He says that he don't like to call someone and I should accept him in the way what he is. I accept this and i really reraly call him.
We have seen each other only for the first time. And in reality he isn't the same as in the Internet.
And we live in different countries. And nobody of us want to move in because we are too stubborn and don't want to leave our families.
I really hate the moments when there is nothing to do. I thought that the last course of college life would be challenging but in reality it's not so. I am wasting my time.
My cousin gave birth to a forth child yesterday.
And my friend had birthday yesterday. We ate delicious cake and drank two bottles of wine. I overdrank a bit although I didn't drink much.
So, it's not the first diary which I use to express my thoughts and emotions. But it really helps to open the inner world and to share information with someone whom you don't know.
I believe that the world divides into white and black stripes. Unfortunately, white stripes lasted to long.. welcome back, black ones.
I hate when I am crying at public places especially in front of my groupmattes. I don't want to share with them my weaknesses. But I can't do anything. And I don't know why it is so important to me.
My cat died and I miss him. It is something like a part of my hurt broken. Although it's not the first time when someone who is important to me died. Unfortunately
he says you smell like hot steel like blood it turns me on
using namespace std;
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sin2a=2sina x cosa
От як се було.
(At least I've tried)
just jacked off.While listening to our fave peep boi.How could I...have done sth like this?!Addiction as always.An easy way out.An escape.But bruh, them problems still be here m8, u ain't no dealin w em like that...I wish I wouldn't know this. It just makes it worse.When I move out & finally free myself from this,when I'll finally be able stop talkin bout this & live it,the life I want to live,then I'll have em no locks & fear of gettin caught stop me.Yeah,u wish.I rly wish...Buthey! y'all kno this is just a fairytale,instead u oughta say how u r m8.Lemme change myself.I'm a free man,I am not an addict!I do not jack off!If I catch myself doin it again,then itwon'tbeme.We'reStoppinThisDemonNOW
let me lie beneath the sky
teach me how to die
endearing - привлекательный (с оттенком умиления), “кавайи”
inspiring love or affection.
the baby ducklings are endearing: lovable, adorable, cute, sweet, dear, delightful, lovely, charming, appealing, attractive, engaging, winning, captivating, enchanting, beguiling, winsome; Japanese kawaii.
Feeling the moment slip away
Woke up this mornings around 6:45am and was feeling pretty energized. Though still trying to eliminate some NE. Driving gets easier and even enjoyable. And now it's really slow at work so I'm just gonna keep drinking tea.
I hurt myself today to see if I still feel. I focus on the pain,
the only thing that’s real
The needle tears a hole, the old familiar sting. Try to kill it all away,
but I remember everything...
so fucking high right now
I am here for two reasons.The first one is for sharing my reflections about everything near me and the second one is for English practice. Unfortunately, now I don't understand if it is normal for this resource.
I started learning English a lot of years ago and now I am trying to find anyone for using my knowledge. If your level of English is good enough I would be delighted to communicate, by the way.
Just find my nick in Telegram.
What !F users say
Only today learnt about !F and created an account. Have to admit, this site is interesting and special, indeed. The idea is quite the thing! I'll be keeping my diary in spite of anything. I like this anonymity so much!
I really enjoy reading other participants, it's so much more sincere here than in any social network.
Such a funny idea, to keep an online diary, which can be read by anybody - and nobody at the same time.
I like a lot that there are no comments on !F. Here I have an impression that I am writing just for myself. I have less concern that my message will be evaluated.
I like Fragmenter very much. Now I have extra motivation to change. It's a big difference – just write to myself in a paper notebook, or write in order to share my thoughts.
Fragmenter is cool – I start to think once and again why I'm so depressed and how I came to be like that.
Fragmenter is the best thing that happened to me this year!