Just a Few Things That Suck Out Pieces of My Soul Till There's Nothing Left

-Bad days at school. You know, the ones when you want to kill your teacher, feel embarrassed in almost every possible way, feel like everyone hates you and you just want to pluck out all their eyeballs? Yeah, those.

-Guilty moods. I. Hate. Feeling. Guilty. Who wouldn't hate remembering most of the bad things you did in your life? All those times you lied, deceived people you love, stabbed people in the back, gossiped, said something mean, etc, etc, etc.

-When there's nothing good on TV. That just plain stinks. 

-Feeling like no matter how hard you try you're just never going to get there.

-Feeling trapped.

-Feeling like a useless waste of air.

-Hearing about bombs or people dying or starving.

-Not knowing whether something really happened or you made it up. And no, I'm not crazy and it happens to other people too! Doesn't it?

-Feeling like everything is your fault.

-Feeling so out of place and not knowing what to do.

-Feeling like you have no life.

-Feeling insecure.

-The Bold and the Beautiful.

What sucks out YOUR soul?

4 comments:

  1. I read some of the things on this lost & thought, "Okay good it's not just me."
    One of the major things that bothers me to end: I often cook for my family because my parents have odd work hours. I label my food. & for an entire day I'll be looking forward to a plate of pasta, a cookie, maybe even a diet soda. And then before I'll get home someone will have eaten it! That never fails to ruin my day.

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  2. I totally understand what you're talking about; food-disappointment just blows.

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  3. Let's see....what bothers me is:
    -my friends hanging out with my ex-bf
    -teachers who just don't understand me
    -friends who just don't understand me
    -miserable, humid days
    -not putting myself out there enough at some improv practices

    I agree with a lot of your points, too.

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  4. I HATE it when teachers and friends don't understand you. Sometimes, especially with the latter, I blame myself for it. I mean, if I don't understand myself, can I really expect them to?

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