There's no good in this world.
There's no hope left.
There's nothing but darkness.
There's....just emptiness.
There's no hope left.
There's nothing but darkness.
There's....just emptiness.
If you have thought/are thinking this right now, just so you know, I can relate.
If you haven't yet, consider yourself lucky, but still read this nevertheless.
If you haven't yet, consider yourself lucky, but still read this nevertheless.
Let's start with a fact, I'm a pessimist.
I weigh all the negatives and then the positives. Its usually the negatives that win. My mind functions that way for now. And you can't change that. But the point is, I know what you're going through.
To all those of you think that it can't get worse: NO.
I weigh all the negatives and then the positives. Its usually the negatives that win. My mind functions that way for now. And you can't change that. But the point is, I know what you're going through.
To all those of you think that it can't get worse: NO.
They call you fat and taunt you all day? Your significant other brutally broke up with you? You've ended up being in a place that you hate? People down rate you and don't see you for who you are, ever? You aren't studying/doing a job that you want? You aren't making enough money?
You feel your problems are the biggest in the world and that no one will ever know one little thing about what you're going through. I know what that feels like. I've been there, done that and I'm dealing with it.
You think that all hope is lost, no.
Hope is never lost. Its always there. Waiting for its turn.
Hope is never lost. Its always there. Waiting for its turn.
I'm not going to give you the "God has something planned for you" or "Good things happen eventually" bullshit. Because it will make no fucking sense to you at this point. Your brain doesn't want to or even need to know that.
What you do need to know is that no matter how bleak or slim your chances are, you go and fucking holding onto it like a leech till it sinks. And there will be a time when EVERYTHING YOU HOLD ONTO WILL SINK.
Who gives a fuck. You're alive. You're breathing. You've got a brain. Use it. Don't give in. Don't be a pussy.
What you do need to know is that no matter how bleak or slim your chances are, you go and fucking holding onto it like a leech till it sinks. And there will be a time when EVERYTHING YOU HOLD ONTO WILL SINK.
Who gives a fuck. You're alive. You're breathing. You've got a brain. Use it. Don't give in. Don't be a pussy.
They call you fat?
Hit the gym.
Hit the gym.
Your boyfriend dumped you?
Screw him. It will take time, but you'll get over it. In the mean time do whatever you want. You're your own master. You've always been.
Screw him. It will take time, but you'll get over it. In the mean time do whatever you want. You're your own master. You've always been.
Your girlfriend broke up with you?
Who gives a shit. Go to that dudes house and play Modern Warfare till your fingers go numb. Then go watch some Emma Watson. And if you're still not satisfied, there's always PornHub. Be a man and move on.
Who gives a shit. Go to that dudes house and play Modern Warfare till your fingers go numb. Then go watch some Emma Watson. And if you're still not satisfied, there's always PornHub. Be a man and move on.
There is always a plan B. ALWAYS.
You just need to see and take it at the right time.
You just need to see and take it at the right time.
Time is a bitch. It takes its....in a way, time. So wait.
And while you're waiting, find what makes you smile when you're at your lowest. Music, friend, family, crush; whatever.
Hold onto it.
Don't you dare let it go.
Because they are the people that are still dealing with your shit, which, takes a shitload of effort and they deserve to be treated right by you.
Be strong. Use all your hate and pain to fuel yourself. And trust me when I say this, it works. Be the better person so that your kids won't have to go through what you're going through. If, on the off chance, you don't plan on having kids, there are a lot of orphans out there who really wouldn't mind your help.
Hold onto it.
Don't you dare let it go.
Because they are the people that are still dealing with your shit, which, takes a shitload of effort and they deserve to be treated right by you.
Be strong. Use all your hate and pain to fuel yourself. And trust me when I say this, it works. Be the better person so that your kids won't have to go through what you're going through. If, on the off chance, you don't plan on having kids, there are a lot of orphans out there who really wouldn't mind your help.
The point I want to make is: Life might be cheesecake for some but it isn't for us. We have been fucked over and over again and we're sick of it. So we lay low, take the pounding and use the recoil to be free for however long we can and be stronger.
Cliché. No cliché, I dont give a fuck really.
I'm using profanity? I don't care.
Why? Because if that's what it takes to drive the point in, so be it.
I'm not scared because, if this little post makes you feel even atomically better about yourself I will be the reason for a seed planted deep in. And I'm proud of that.
I'm using profanity? I don't care.
Why? Because if that's what it takes to drive the point in, so be it.
I'm not scared because, if this little post makes you feel even atomically better about yourself I will be the reason for a seed planted deep in. And I'm proud of that.
I'm a victim of circumstance, just like you. But circumstances don't last forever.
Some of you might think I'm being a hypocrite because I'm constantly complaining about the exact same things myself but that is exactly why I know what you're feeling like and I know what will light up that spark.
Some of you might think I'm being a hypocrite because I'm constantly complaining about the exact same things myself but that is exactly why I know what you're feeling like and I know what will light up that spark.
Shit happens. But we're made to tolerate stuff like that. And we will.
And to those who have a happy life, if you are ever low, read this and know that things were never and won't always stay dark. There is always that one ray of hope that just isn't visible to you yet.
With a crave for shawarmas and heavy metal bursting in his ears, this is an 18 year old with a not-so-perfect life telling you to hold on and don't let go. ✌
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