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ANOTHER VENT
10 years ago
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Hey, guys, it's another vent;
I hate everything about myself. I want to be a man. I want to be everything Ive ever dreamed. why the hell do people, such as my own FMAILY, have to ruin that? I fucking hate this. Why do they do that? How the hell do they push me down, kick me until I cough up blood, and then have the fucking audacity to ask if I'm alright? NO, I'm NOT fucking alright. Mom, if you're monitoring my account; this is to you because I don't have the balls to say it in person;
You make me feel like a worthless pile of shit. I know you think it's an act, but once you see me, dead in the fucking bathroom (or where ever I decide to do it), you won't think it's a 'pity party' anymore. You don't see how real this is, how close I was to doing it, last time. I looked at my wrist, and it took everything in my power not to dig that knife as deep as I could into my skin. You're not a 'mother,' You're a fucking monster. To me, anyways. Is it because I'm not like them? Like my sisters? Is that why you want me to be like them, because they all act 'normal'? I will litterally blow my god damn brains out with dad's gun before I stop being myself. I used to love myself, but then you opened your mouth. 'Weird,' you said. 'Unacceptable.' I'M A FUCKING HUMAN. I CAN ONLY TAKE SO MUCH BEFORE I SNAP. You're not my mom, you're my obstical to being happy. I hate to say it, but I think i'd be better off without you.
Love/Hate, your SON,
Logan
I hate everything about myself. I want to be a man. I want to be everything Ive ever dreamed. why the hell do people, such as my own FMAILY, have to ruin that? I fucking hate this. Why do they do that? How the hell do they push me down, kick me until I cough up blood, and then have the fucking audacity to ask if I'm alright? NO, I'm NOT fucking alright. Mom, if you're monitoring my account; this is to you because I don't have the balls to say it in person;
You make me feel like a worthless pile of shit. I know you think it's an act, but once you see me, dead in the fucking bathroom (or where ever I decide to do it), you won't think it's a 'pity party' anymore. You don't see how real this is, how close I was to doing it, last time. I looked at my wrist, and it took everything in my power not to dig that knife as deep as I could into my skin. You're not a 'mother,' You're a fucking monster. To me, anyways. Is it because I'm not like them? Like my sisters? Is that why you want me to be like them, because they all act 'normal'? I will litterally blow my god damn brains out with dad's gun before I stop being myself. I used to love myself, but then you opened your mouth. 'Weird,' you said. 'Unacceptable.' I'M A FUCKING HUMAN. I CAN ONLY TAKE SO MUCH BEFORE I SNAP. You're not my mom, you're my obstical to being happy. I hate to say it, but I think i'd be better off without you.
Love/Hate, your SON,
Logan
sorry to hear this