The moral of this story is that no matter how much we try, no matter how much we want it...some stories just don't have a "happy ending".

Anushka 

Askaa!

Aditya Sahu

And that's something growing on us, as we are getting older 🫳

And i can totally relate to this ^⁠_⁠^

3am Thoughts

Why i can't do what i have to do 💔💔💔
Such a killer thing 

Lonely

how to stop feeling lonely and depressed? its been few years now and i keep sinking in my loneliness every day and this depressed feeling keeps putting a cherry on top of the tragedies of my life. I tried several apps, advices from ppl around the wrld i met online but i just cannot figure out how to stop feeling lonely and depressed. now if you ask why taking advices from online peeps and not those in ur real life? well, to do that the first requirement is having some ppl in real life to share things with in the first place. anything i do(or dont) i keep overthinking over it which added anxiety and depression to my non-sweet dangerously funny life. 
from past few years im just losing my friends on a regular basis, some to new places, and distance, some to new people and some to their selfishness of using me to get their sh*ts done and now i just cannot stop feeling lonely and depressed, its so damn difficult to live this way, but i dont really have much options, i cant quit cuz im not a quitter but a fighter(loser but a fighter), cant take pills cuz expensive and addictive and cant just start changing my behaviour cuz deep-rooted anxiety.
if someone from this good peeps community can help me find the answer to the question of my life - how to stop feeling lonely and depressed, that would be so soooo amazing and i'll be forever grateful cuz the 'how to' of stop feeling lonely and depressed i found online doesn't works.

Depression

When he replies with the same energy>>>>>>🤭🤭



I want to end it yesterday.

Disorders

Everything is a mess, my career, my famiy, my friendship and my situationship

My suicidal thoughts never fail to get me. Every day I commit to my sins and the horrors beyond them.
 I have stopped believing in the existence of reality. What is reality anyways? Something you can perceive? I close my eyes and see myself in a different universe trying to relive my forgotten childhood.  The raped memories of my soul and the burning of nightmares into my heart like a forged sigil on a fatal knife.
These voices torture my naked eyes, as I can never see them through. Every moment living in the torment of my existence and knowing the truth of loneliness... is torture. 
I walk through this city knowing the blood shade fought for its peace and not a being on this earth who values the freedom they are born with. It aches my mind that, I, a person who perceives am declared insane by the world, and the person who chooses not to see the horrors is considered sane in our world. 

I envy the world for its companions yet I am grateful to have none. The journey from a child to an adult was great, yet I feel not to grow old. I feel the world has nothing left for me and yet it keeps me alive to make me relive my guilt over and over again. When can I escape this castration of life as my soul died but only the body remains to be alive?

 I handle this guilt as an orgasmic ritual, it hurts me, yet it never fails to give me pleasure. I would attain hell or heaven, I do not know, yet I am certain that my karma would never turn its back on me, as the strings of destiny failed me and the claws of fate never leave to scar me. I will be reborn in a form of something pure, pure than a human being, may it be a pig who enjoys living in dirt or a snake that sheds its skin to catch its pray or a deceiving fox for its survival, yet I want to attain salvation from this cycle of life but if not, I do not want to be born with the same species which hurts others to attain their greed and lust.

I walk through this snow desert to find some warmth in the souls which broke as the glass shattered on the window plane. This life has been exhausting and finding every reason to fight for it, turned into nothing but useless. I saw a fire up on a mountain, and in this hopeless journey, I found some hope to live with myself and not die in the sands of snow. I am afraid I may not reach it but the only way of knowing it is to run towards it. Following faith blindly may kill me yet it is the only way I know to have some will. These treasures of money are useless until you have the treasures of happy memories with your loved ones. I am filled with treasures of memories yet I am afraid I lacked my loved ones. I see a new beginning for others to see it as an end. Let me purify my soul to the fire and bring warmth in this ice-cold world of rains, just to see it shatter again and again, for I walk on this frozen lake of truth and goodwill, I am afraid nature won't be on my side. Yet who I am to decide my fate if it's already written? The only thing I can do is walk till I die...



Addiction

I’m so useless I can’t even work part-time

hello
i have social anxiety and i'm a really boring person. i have a few friends because when i was little i wasn't that shy and i made some. but right now i literally can't make any friends. i'm young and i'm wasting all my life. i'm trying and trying and trying but people never like me and nothing works. also my body is ugly as hellllllllllllll, no one will ever love me. i'm tired. i cry every night. i self-harm. i want to die. i know i'm making a big deal of some bullshits but i can't stop feeling this way. i don't want to hurt my family but i can't live with all these thoughts. i want to feel numb. 

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