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Dear everyone who reads/posts in this thread.
I love you and you are a beautiful, precious, and one-of-a-kind person. I mean it. Even if we have never spoken. I love every person on this earth. I care about you. Don't ever think you are not worth something, or you deserve something horrible. Never, ever think that about yourself. Or about anyone else. Whatever you are going through right now will pass. Whoever did something mean to you, or whatever life has thrown at you, it will be a nothing but a distant memory someday. Just stick through it so that later you can look back and say you've become stronger. And remember, I love you. -Ultima |
Hey Dad.
...Gee, thanks. I call you because it's near midnight, you ask about test scores, and I honestly tell you I got a 77...YOU THINK I'M FUCKING LOOKING FOR A LECTURE?! As if my night's not fucking messed up already. I mean, fine, I guess I could thank you for not yelling or anything, but that really calm and disapproving tone's just about as fucking bad. And you don't see how I dropped my voice to a monotone...do you not realize I'm pissed off? ...Fuck this. I'm going to sleep. Thanks to you, I'm adding another day into my newly-formed bad habit of getting up early in the mornings to do homework. -Espy. |
Dear diary,
Why are you so empty inside ? Love asami |
Dear Diary,
am I becoming a work slave now? BAH. |
Dear headache..
Please, please, please go away. You've been in my damn skull for seven days already. I've dealt with you patiently without medicine because we couldn't get any until today, but this is too much. You're making it hard for me to do anything, let alone walk or stay awake. I'm tired of feeling like I'm going to vomit all the damn time. Tired of my limbs feeling all rubbery. Tired of being too shaky to get up off my couch. How pitiful do you want to make me? I'm tired of feeling shitty. - The guy you're torturing. PS: Thannkkk youuuu caffeine and Ibuprofen for chasing this damn headache away finally @__@ |
Diary,
I just wanted the day to myself since it isn't my favorite day of the year. Can I please just spend today in peace? Nah. Plans were already made by someone who cares and just wants me to have a good day. I know he means well and I am grateful for his efforts not that he has to try at all, it just hurts how it feels like people don't care enough to show up. Can't remember the last time I had a good birthday and I tried telling people I wanted to spend it by myself to bake and decorate cupcakes by myself so I wasn't left disappointed. It might be selfish but I don't like celebrating any holidays having to do with presents or getting together to have food. It's very uncomfortable for me. Sucks being poor, and sucks being looked at as a mooch. If people do by chance show up on Saturday I hope they didn't get me anything. Will just raise my anxiety levels and make me anxious to leave. I'll be grateful for whatever it is I get but it won't make me feel good to take them. Miranda. |
(Feel free to message me about my diary posts it helps to know someone cares)
Dear ME, I must let you know that I hate the fact you get so jealous about the girl you have fallen for getting a bf, That you decided to do harmful things to yourself that you will regret later. I realize that You are in love with Rissa, But you need to move on and find someone else, Being you myself i know you feel that there is no chance to fall in love, But isn't it you that tells everyone it isn't possible to have only 1 person in the entire world meant for you. Isn't you that tells everyone that there are multiple people meant to be suited for everyone, Learn from your advice and your mistakes and move on because if you don't its going to kill us. Love, Me |
Dear life,
I just give up, I Do I give up, I am so tired of these nightmares. I am so tired of these thoughts that constantly Haunt my mind and I am SO tired of ruining everyones good mood, Or there fun because i can't stay in a right state of mind.. Im just really at my wits end. Im ready to say fuck it and join my parents.. Signed Natsu. |
Dear Loan.
You wanna dick me over, ignore the rules? Thats fine. I have bad news for you, you aren't getting more then I can afford. I don't quite are about having bad credit, there are ways around that bitches. Love Pog. |
Dear self,
OMG I ALMOST GOT HIT BY A CAR... why am i still walking this earth... Oh well looks like im gonna still be alive for a while... sincerely, self |
Dear life... You win. I officially give up. I am sick of thinking that I am ahead one moment only to turn around and find out I am back farther then when I started. Do you enjoy pushing me through hell and watching as I suffer? Do you like it when I break down and give up? I am usually so strong and I have learned to put a mask up but that mask is cracking more and more and now...it barely covers my face. Others are starting to see the pain that I hold deep within my heart and I can no longer ignore the suffering that I am going through. Once this world was light and carefree, it was so happy. Now all I can see is darkness and flames as the cries of agony and suffering reach my ears. Though I know the cries are my own and that I am forced to live this agony. I cant help but wonder if anyone or anything will be my hero and save me from my very own turmoil. The light is no longer shinning and it pains me more then anything could...knowing that I have once and for all...given up hope. Signed... A broken person with no hope. |
Dear self,
Time goes by so slowly... and eventually it will stop... time to enjoy the little things before i die... sincerely, someone who needs to enjoy life |
Diary,
She made no attempt to acknowledge it, and when she asked if I needed anything from the store I said pie sounded good, however she was aiming more towards dinner items. I am actually flattered that my mother doesn't care about my birthday, though her mental illness seems to be causing her to lose grip on reality. Might be selfish of me but I am going to live with her for as long as I can stand it until I'm officially on my own. Miranda. |
Dead diary
I am this close to breaking. -asami |
Dear other person fro man entirely different site,
Why are you such a fucking useless lump of human waste with no sense of respect for other people? Worst Regards, Zephy |
Dear plant manager;
While yes you do run the show here i'd like to inform you you're wrong. No one the post office is failing. You don't need this many people here today. THERES NOTHING TO DO. We've been standing around all day waiting to leave. There is no mail to run through the machines. Normally, on a day with mail, i would have run over 50,000 pieces. Today i'm suffering to run 20,000. (This is before first break) and my partner and i have been looking for mail. Trying to keep the machine running. THERES NOTHING HERE. I want to go home. I hate this place, but not because of the job. Its because of the idiots in charge. I hope you realize how much money your wasting. You're such a bad businessman. - a very pissed off postal employee |
I don't even want to bother putting this in "diary format". Only reason I post anything is in hopes someone might see it. Some people do. Some people actually see if I'm alright ( which usually there's no need to bother. It's not like I'll do anything drastic; I'm too much of a coward to. ) which I appreciate.
Idk. I'm just actually tired in all ways. Don't understand anything. So much damn mess. Ugh. I can't even be assed to explain. Idk what the point of it is anyway. I've already isolated myself for a second time. How long is this going to last again, idk. Well, it's my fault. I'm terrified of constantly choking on my foot. So I don't want to talk to people. Kind of do at the same time anyway, but, yeah. Why take the trouble in making friends just to turn them away with my personality, when I could just not have any in the first place? That's so much easier. Especially when the people who matter the most to you in the first place don't really pay much attention. Well, it's too much of a mess. Can't fix myself. Either I'll live like this or just not at all, someday. Idc. [insert diary format shit here.] As long as I'm alive, it's just fine, right? |
Dear diary
It's official, I need my glasses all the time now. Growing older kind bites at times. B |
Sometimes, I wonder how many people are like me.
Most of the time, I realize how few it is. Sometimes, I'm surprised to realize when some of those I lean on aren't quite so similar as I'd thought. Sometimes, I realize how twisted I am. I realize how I treat people. I realize how I make myself seem. Sometimes, I absolutely hate myself. I know it's irrational when it happens. I can list off all of my good points. It's automatic at this point, easy to do, but it doesn't change a thing. I feel bad reaching out, because when I do, I know I'll upset them. I know they'll want to do whatever they can. And I know it won't help. And I know how badly it will hurt them when I tell them that, too. Sometimes, I realize that I use this as a way of getting things I want. I realize it, but it still happens. I crave attention I feel like I never got. More than attention on my performance. More than criticism. More than ideas and suggestions on how I can do better. I don't want to be corrected, I don't want to be told it would be perfect if only I'd done this. I want my efforts to be acknowledged. I want to know I'm loved. I want to be held, even when my reflexes make me pull away and hit. I want to be told how good I am, even when I do nothing but joke and throw insults around. Because jokes and insults are all I know. They're all I've ever had. I hate this fact. Change is... difficult. I'm getting there, but it seems as though something always has to happen. ... I know who I am. But I also know how much I'm changing. I think... the people that see me most these days, perhaps even people that read this message, they don't realize how different I used to be. Some have gotten caught in the crossfire of my adaptations. They've seen the worst of it and come to think of me as that person. The one you only deal with when you have to, because you know they'll find fault with you. But... honestly... I'm only just learning how to stick up for myself. And I still shut down, when I'm scolded. When I don't make people happy, when I don't reach the goals set before me, I still break down. If you haven't seen me when I crash and burn, count yourself lucky. And remember that you don't know me at all just yet. I hope you'll see the mess it can be. I hope you'll see me. Please. |
Dear life. Thank you. For once. Signed Pinkie. |
Dear diary
Try to be strong -asami |
Diary,
All I need is a job. A job will further my progression in my goal to escape the madness of my mother. If life would be so kind as to offer me an open position anywhere but home, that would mean one less unfortunate soul in the world. Miranda. |
Dear...you know.
Look. I do not need people hovering around me, always watching me, always trying to control what I do, always worrying, and always trying to pave my own path for me. ...It's my own path for a reason. I'll be perfectly fine paving it on my own. I would show you some lyrics from LP, namely from Numb, but I don't think you would understand. Maybe you'd just brush it off as another one of my useless interests, along with drawing. Either way, if you really want, I will somehow pay you back all four years of college tuition a few years from now, if I don't get booted from CMU before I graduate. Because, you know, that is apparently is the impending doom that awaits me, or so you claim. If you never let me get out of the nest, I'll never be able to teach myself how to fly. By doing this, you're only hindering me. What about that is so damn hard to understand? -Espy |
Dad,
Try kicking my dog again. Try threatening to put her outside to get lost again. I fucking dare you. I'll look forward to turning your other tooth black, too. Maybe we'll try that bad knee of yours. I don't care how shitty you feel. You throw that shit at me, I've learned how to deal, but my baby? Just. Fucking. Try it. |
Dear life,
You sometimes suck, But other times you give me moments like tonight to were i actually fit in somewhere, Where i actually have the feelings to believe i fit in this unjust world. Although you stomp me down constantly and make me feel worthless, Im glad that you gave me amazing friends that i can always count on. Love M. |
Dear life...
Today you pulled through and gave me something that I really needed. Thank you for this job I will not let anyone down. I will work my hardest and do my best at everything! I did not expect to start one so soon but I am glad that I am. I mean....its been along time since I worked and just like that 6 days of of work. Five of them are eight hour days one is six but the six hours is on thanksgiving so its all over time! Thank you once more for finally restoring some hope that I had lost I knew you would pull through eventually! Finally with love... Pinkie |
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You Know
You have been my best friend since fourth grade, we have grown up together and now we are living together. But since you have gotten your current and first boyfriend I haven't had my friend. We live together and I barely see you, because Steven can't handle sharing you whenever he is over and if he isn't over you aren't there. Here is your life currently, you wake up go to class and after leaving class you either go to work or come home with Steven. If you ever walk out of your room when he is there it is either for the Kitchen or Bathroom. You don't talk to me when you are out of your room and if you do it is normally some comment about if we got a bill or when whatever you ordered should be coming in. It hurts, a lot, because both Chris and I have tried to extend whatever we are doing to include you and Steven but you don't want to be around us. And it really just leaves it down to this. You are no longer my friend, you are my roommate who pays 1/3 of the rent but uses more than one first of the space, and it needs to be fixed now. So once your sister leaves this sunday you have a week to either switch rooms and fit all of your stuff into one room and 3 cabinets plus a drawer in the kitchen and the space on top of the cabinets you have and a 1/3 of the counter space or start paying more rent. There is no friendly feelings here anymore, because I feel like I am just a back up plan in your life whenever Steven can't be there or he leaves you. Not someone you talk to about things, or go to see when you need advice. Your paid friends do that now and all I am is a burden. Devon |
Dear >enter something here<,
I am sick as hell at the moment and you still expect me to clean, go to the store and cook when I should be sleeping all so you can be playing mmo's, talking to friends and rp. I love you to pieces but just for once how about you take care of me for a change? When I finally do start to get some actual sleep you start talking/laughing as a bunch of seagulls. Do me a favour and shut the fuck up please! Signed Your sick, pissed off fiancé. |
Dear diary
Now im truly alone. -asami |
Dear Person,
I mean it, and you know that. I mean every word. Hopeful, Me |
Dear My Amazing Boyfriend,
Just cause you put a 25 cent plastic rosary down your boxers. Does not mean you are going to hell. I know your really religious and all. But if you were going to hell. It sure wouldn't be for that. So what if you put jesus down your pants? Maybe he liked it. You dont know what team jesus plays for. And now im going to hell for saying that. But at least you'll be there! |
Dear you,
You don't want me talking to you, then eliminate all common ground, get over it, or tell me to my face. You of all people should know I HATE with a PASSION when people talk about me behind my back, especially when they fail to be discrete about it...Bravo, make my bad day worse. First I'm called Sasquatch, then it's that piss you off rain, and now this...great...can i go fall off a cliff now? Does it really even matter if I sign it at this point... |
dear you
you know, that really hurts, instead of giving me an honest answer you keep blaming the hardware, well it is good to know your word doesn't mean shit betrayed |
Dear Diary
Is it me or people who use "totes" instead of "totally" just new wave valley girls from the 1980's? it's only seven letters, kind of easy to spell. Also, what is the point of having a detailed cancellation policy if you aren't letting customers cancel anything? Toys R Us. B |
You,
You called your parents who then proceeded to bitch out my mom about something she knew NOTHING ABOUT and when i state that I don't appreciate you calling your parents about rent stuff and that they called my mom you then fucking state 'what do you think I sicked my parents on your mom?' Yes I do because it is what you did! You called because you don't want to pay more rent and think that it isn't fair that you can't use more private space than you pay for and not have to pay extra rent. Hell Chris was a hell of alot more civil than i will be... You don't slam doors in my face because you are pissed... And if I have to act like your parent to remind you of either rent or a utility again I will cut you off from it. You are 21 act like it. Don't act like a fucking 5 year old! Devon For reference here is what was said to her with the statement of a date by which she needs to tell us and another date for when rooms need to be switched by. |
Dear Mom
You purchased a $300 dog It is a breed that generally doesn't live past 9 years old I asked you this morning not to feed him bacon. Using my child to sneak bacon into him wasn't very mature. I said from the beginning, if we weren't going to take care of the dog properly, then we shouldn't HAVE one. He has a weight issue, The vet TOLD us this, I am the ONLY one concerned about this and trying to walk him when I can. None of you can be arsed to do anything but pet him and feed him. I wash him, walk him, brush his teeth, clip his claws, give him haircuts, ECT. Me asking you all NOT To feed him is NOT me having control issues. He is three years old now, Unless you want to buy him a coffin in six years. . . . I love this dog, but I can't do it alone and you all refuse to help me with his weight issue. B |
Attention Customers:
I wish you could work behind the register, it would be a truly humbling experience trust me. Secondly read the freaking sale sign and the entire sales ad. It will tell you what is on sale. Trust me we want your money, we are glad to take it from you but not at the cost of free, and when you are talking on your cell phone and in a rush slamming your card here and there , it doesn't help it. It doesn't make you correct either. Don't bitch to us about the time when things are ringing up correctly and you did not notice. Secondly has America lost all common sense? I counted 7 people that could not figure out how to use my pen. I mean all you had to do was pull the top off. >.> its not rocket science, hell its not an iphone its a pen. Lastly Coworker... you can fuck off and leave the sass at home. Its uncalled for. Pay attention when I am trying to teach you something so you can learn. |
Dear , I've tried but it's obvious you don't care. I wonder if you ever cared. You get upset and cry and when I worry about you, I'm ignored. People tell me it's your loss but I'm the one who is hurting. We both are far from being the victim here and I never looked for pity. I can take care of myself, that's why I care so much about those around me. It's ironic how I'm accused of being reclusive but I rarely ever see you. I always try to make myself available and even when I'm not I get back asap. People pretending they care just to get ahead. They will always find someway to not blame themselves for what they have done wrong. I'm not perfect, I never tried to state I was. I have my faults, the difference is I can admit them, can you? I'm going to try and stop trying with you because it's clear you have no intention of fixing our friendship like I hoped. Which is unfortunate... Serah |
Dear self...
well you know know why they called her that specific nickname... good thing is you didnt get to far with her... need to learn to stop being such a nice guy and be a bit more aggressive... oh wait you do but you choose to be a sweetheart around girls... FML im done with them... sincerely self |
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