i hate economics and i want to kill myslef what the fuck is price elasticity demand i would rather be doing logarithms right now why do i struggle so much with EVERYHTjingihugytfrde
i fucking hate ecomnooiohuicms i am going to shoot myself and buy a gun or jumpout my window this is bullsjhit my life is worth nothing and i would be better off dead than tdoing this homework
i'm going to fucking throuw my computer agianst the wall
all i want to do is watch firefly
no wonder i'm hungry i only ate one meal today
i basically have four options that will determine the rest of my life do i A. stay in music industry degree and be sappy and find some fuck ass coffee internship this summer or do i B. do information systems major and make my dad happy and it will be easeir but there is still business and i HATE my business classes and i want to do a full 180 or do i C. do software engineering which sounds awesome sauces and super cool and like yeah i want to make something that does something and sit at my desk all day and do remote job and make 90k a year and possibly 120k later in life but also a lot of hard work and extra year at college that my parent have to pay for fuck as school fuck ass fuck or do i D. FUCKING KILL MYSELFFFFF ILIKE THIS ONE UHIGYFTVNCDRBESXZWAQsedrftgyijhugytfyguyhiuoh gyhuouh gyhumijhuvub gonna jump out hmy fucking windo .w
i feel useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and useless and dumb and
i want to give up on my life
i'm a terrible student with a usless degree and i want to kill myeslf
i'm getting so fat again i should just stop eating
why did you text me
you make me so fucking depressed do you know how much i liked you and wanted to get to know you and all you wanted to do was kiss me "why don't you want to kiss me" we never even held hands you hurt me so much why didn't you tell me from the beginning that you just wanted to be friends I wouldn't have gotten my hopes up and everything would have been fine you said you hated texting me you said you needed space but you still feel like you can come casually text me and tell me that you missed me of course you missed me i'm the coolest mother fucker on this fucking planet and you are the lamest excuse for a man i've ever known
today my two millionare friends got upset that i was touring the same $750 a month place as them and i was told that "they need it more than me" shut the fuck up kill yourself you all make me feel so invalidated
i am so tired of mentally ill people
all i want is to be loved
i want to be loved not desired
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shut the fucking fuck up
i am so sad and i miss the idea of you
staying away from guys nammed william
my mind doesnt work in beats if only i were a boy
i failed my economics midterm so i am going to spend my afternoon crying about how horrible of a student i am and what a faliure i am i cant do shit my study habits are horrible i hate being a musician and everything sucks LIFE SUCKS and i am thinking about killing myself again
i'm a failure
i want to quit my band
i'm a failure and i've been a failure since high school. i dont know how to study. i don't know how to work hard. i spend my days daydreaming of a life that i am no longer working for. homework is the most triggering thing to my trich. my eyelashes are patchy again. I am wallowing and feeling so so so sorry for myself!IU*Y&^T%$#@%^7
the days are slipping by so fast and my brain feels so foggy. i dont know what to do. i feel so lost i feel so lost. i have no time
i don't want to be a musician anymore
i wish i could stab myself
looking up ways to kill myself makes me sick makes me feel sad
i wish i did nt fail this test then everything would be okay i wish i understood it more
i have been crying all day because i failed my economics midterm
i don't deserve to eat dinner
i am so depressed and desperate to get out of the creative industry
i hope i die in my sleep tonight
i really really want to kill myself tonight
i feel like a piece of trash
my friends put words in my mouth out of their own sense of righteousness. i am allowed to change my mind. you dont have to fucking defend my past self and words i am allowed to change my mind
my therapist says i'm depressed
is it normal to want to throw yourself at a car and die
i feel like a failure
every time someone takes a bad picture of me performing on stage it makes me super dysphoric and i suddenly become really ugly
i'm either depressed or have mercury poisoning
i am so sad
eating less again
food is so hard to eat
i hate this life i hate the culture i hate music i hate being a musician i jjust want to fucking get really sick and be hospitalized so i dont have to deal with all of this
i am a constant failure and i want to shoot my self so bad i wan tto leave this earth
i feel so much numb and so much pain
i'll never know what it feels like to wwork hard and be proud of myself
i wish i would get stuck in a burning building and my face would melt off and then i wouldnt have to think about being pretty anymore
how do you even move on with life how do you continue forward i feel lik eervy time i stand up everything is bluryy someone else is holding my strings i am not myself and i do not know who i am anymore and i am trapped inside a fucking prision
i feel so heavy
going to try not to kill myself