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on Thursday, January 26 @ 15:46:08 UTC
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: Bag of Blood and Fat
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on Thursday, January 26 @ 15:46:08 UTC
astralbermudian writes:: " Iam just a bag of blood and fat
Despised more than a hunted rat.
I walk the pavement lonely, not well
I need to smash,deface and not to tell
Help! these fits I cannot control
Help, help ! Iam gonna be sick I need a bowl
If there is a God read this and help me please
I will gladly fall to my one, right knee.
James one of Jason's friends "
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Re: Bag of Blood and Fat (Score: 1)
by BodhiTree (burningbright2@aol.com) on Thursday, January 26 @ 18:10:57 UTC
(User Info | Send a Message) | I'm not God and I dont believe he exists......if he does.....well.......he doesnt give a shit......but I do, that's why I'm here....
It would be wrong to tell you, "I know exactly how you feel, so since misery loves company, I'll give you a sob story..." Instead, I want to tell you that you arent worthless, regardless of your outer appearance others, it doesnt matter what others think or see, they dont matter. It's funny, you(plural) worry so much about how others see you that you forget those people you are worrying about are also worrying about how you see them. You may be "hated" because you "hate" yourself....I know it sounds like a bunch of psychoanalytic mumbo jumbo but for all it's clichedness(yes i added some consonants and vowels....) it is true. when you see yourself as less than human others can percieve this by your body language or in just the sound of your voice. And when they catch how you have so little respect for you they feel the same way, its natural...people want to be around positive people and when you're not, they dont want to be around you.
Just try to figure out what you care about, who you are, what your goals are etc. Just try to figure out what makes you, you. You will be the first to benefit......tell the wrest of the world to "fuck off" for a while until you have the confidence to just be who you are and what you want to be.....
I hope this helps
Nicole |
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