You know, I really hate being yelled on and called a snob or that I raise my nose, I know it's not true and therefore it doesn't hurt me, even not with logic.
I'm so angry right now, fuck.
I hate being angry, I just end up hurting someone or something.
I'm tired of my parents' bullshit, WE ALL KNOW THAT LIFE360 IS NOT ACCURATE!
I want to hurt someone.
I hate being so fucking angry, I need to make it go away, I can't even do the breathing part when I'm not breathing.
I don't know why I do it, but I hold my breath sometimes, it's weird.
I want to cut again, but I won't, I don't find the reason behind it worthy enough.
I need to go soon to the Cabaria and aid at the renovation, but I feel really anxious and I might ditch.
I know, I know, pathetic! A disgrace for the whole place! I better feel ashamed, thinking about doing so, it degrades the quality of the Taghashish members!
Fuck.
I did it.
I can't believe it.
I feel pathetic.
Horrible.
I'm such a horrible person.
I should have went there, and not text this horrifying thing!
Once again, this blogger disappoints the people around her and chickens out.
Fuck, the healing wounds are painful.
Not as bad as when they were fresh and still bleeding, but painful enough to mention.
I need to stop being such a wussy and make up my mind.
Okay, it's already twelve twenty two, and I can't find others that feel anxious with people and dreads school because of it, and without an un/diagnosed social anxiety disorder.
I clearly don't have Social Anxiety Disorder,
I'm just going to somehow go through it.
Okay, I usually think that it's disrespectful to laugh about the deceased, espacially when they committed suicide.
But I just can't figure out what the hell was going on with the whole thing about Hannah Bond.
This thing is probably the greatest thing I've ever seen!
I just fucking love certain people.
Can't they just use fucking logical [chuckles] things? Like your Christian hell? Or maybe that funny Jewish thing named Kaf Hakela? [Matkot when the ball is basically your soul, being thrown over and over, without resting, considered to be worse then hell, alike Limbo]
I was so interested that I just had to go on,
There are two articles, one in a website I know from previous times, including Emos as well, but this one is what I quoted and what I'm going to quote now too.
The other one said wrist-cutting and the other is wrist-scratching.
Scratching is always degraded in my opinion, I addressed my scratches as "a pathetic and miserable attempt for actually cutting and hurting yourself like you deserve".
Now I do consider myself as a cutter, and I'm still trying to understand what the fuck did I cut, all I know that I did cut through the first layer and I cut the dermis, and sometimes it does cut through the dermis a bit and it looks weird. the fatty tissue, and it's uneven and weird so I get some places where it's yellowish and weird and some places where it's not.
I really like this computer, it's fucking amazing, I mean sure, too bad that there is no touch screen [helps when I want to draw without the tablet] and it's not Windows 8, but it's fucking great, I have a disc or CD or DVD [I have no fucking clue], it's big and nice.
Back to Hannah, they talk quite a lot about My Chemical Romance...
FUCK IT EXPLAINS SO FUCKING MUCH.
I'M ENLIGHTENED.
BLESS THE GODS OF GREECE, I FOUND THE ANSWER!
The emos of 2008 rose from there!
I feel like I deserve a medal, for finally understanding that.
Oh, earlier I've heard about something named as a bullet belt, I assumed it's not what I think it is [belt, with actual bullets of it, action-movie style], it's fucking is, and I should add it to the fashionable accesssories that I'm not allowed to wear in school.
Hijab is one, and Isis flags, warpaint,,, Basically all of the things that get you kicked out of the IDF.
Oh, some call their superficial self harm a "fashion statement".
You know, I'm glad that on 2008 I was a sane child, envying the fallen teeth of my classmates, being a genius and trading enormous amounts of gum for food of other children [it was delicious], suffering from my sister's favourite shows, including the Festigals that I hated at the time, and the Doras and Diegos and Hello Kitties, but watching at the same time Pokemon and Code Lyoko.
If I were a tween or a teen back there... Phew, I have no idea.
I might follow the crowd and go to that small park that's on the way to the library, skating, cutting, learning Russian, drinking and doing Graffiti. [It happened, it really happened!]
I believe that some people were quite wacky in these years.
Can't we all be like the seventies and smoke drugs up, you know... Peace and shit...
Even though that in Israel it doesn't really matter.
Oh, by the way peace and war and questionable states of their in betweens, I find it funny that people who live far away find it so fucking interesting and come here.
Dude, if you want action, go make Pogroms against some religious or race group, but not the Jews, it's just so fucking old and mainstream.
Ooh! Encyclopedia Dramatica has a page about her!
I fucking love it, I think that this thing is what created Eincyclopedia [Hebrew parody for Wikipedia].
I do feel a bit bad, after that video with this Bacon dude... Wait.. I think it's Richard Bacon? Yes, Richard Bacon, the dude who were in The Anti-Social Network.
I still want to hurt people who do that, who the fuck mocks a memorial page? ... The ones in the settlements and that weird area that nobody even cares about any more.
Oh, earlier when in the websites, they called a band "Suicide Cult" I was sure that there is an actual band named Suicide Cult.
There has to be.
OH MY, FINALLY.
The Americans and Brits aren't fun, same about their websites, they don't leave comments, they tweet about it and update statuses... Making it hard to gather it all up, so I did the best thing I could do.
Google Hannah Bond in Hebrew.
I'm going to go for at least 300 comments.
Which is quiet high for Walla, but very low for the usual amount of comments usually made.
What,
Zero comments?!
ARE THEY ALL OUT OF THEIR MINDS?
I also get some weird articles and pages that have no connection to my search's intention.
It finds me James Bond, Hannah Montana, and the other meaning of the word Emo in Hebrew, which is "his mother".
Oh, I fell asleep.
I was rudely awoken by my mother, for eating dinner.
I didn't eat, of course, who would eat so early?
I want to cut again, I feel bad, I have disappointed many around me, I'm tired of life, I feel anxious near the people I love and care about, I dread school, I make people around me to worry and waste their time, and I can't even sooth myself with the idea of actually killing myself, the Dipyrone pills won't have any lethal affect.
I can't kill myself either, the future that my surroundings would deal with is everything but pleasant.
I'm so angry right now, fuck.
I hate being angry, I just end up hurting someone or something.
I'm tired of my parents' bullshit, WE ALL KNOW THAT LIFE360 IS NOT ACCURATE!
I want to hurt someone.
I hate being so fucking angry, I need to make it go away, I can't even do the breathing part when I'm not breathing.
I don't know why I do it, but I hold my breath sometimes, it's weird.
I want to cut again, but I won't, I don't find the reason behind it worthy enough.
I need to go soon to the Cabaria and aid at the renovation, but I feel really anxious and I might ditch.
I know, I know, pathetic! A disgrace for the whole place! I better feel ashamed, thinking about doing so, it degrades the quality of the Taghashish members!
Fuck.
I did it.
I can't believe it.
I feel pathetic.
Horrible.
I'm such a horrible person.
I should have went there, and not text this horrifying thing!
Once again, this blogger disappoints the people around her and chickens out.
Fuck, the healing wounds are painful.
Not as bad as when they were fresh and still bleeding, but painful enough to mention.
I need to stop being such a wussy and make up my mind.
Okay, it's already twelve twenty two, and I can't find others that feel anxious with people and dreads school because of it, and without an un/diagnosed social anxiety disorder.
I clearly don't have Social Anxiety Disorder,
I'm just going to somehow go through it.
Okay, I usually think that it's disrespectful to laugh about the deceased, espacially when they committed suicide.
But I just can't figure out what the hell was going on with the whole thing about Hannah Bond.
This thing is probably the greatest thing I've ever seen!
"She had secretly chatted to “emo” followers online all over the world, talking about death and the glamorisation of hanging and speaking about “the black parade” - a place where “emos” believe they go after they die."
I just fucking love certain people.
Can't they just use fucking logical [chuckles] things? Like your Christian hell? Or maybe that funny Jewish thing named Kaf Hakela? [Matkot when the ball is basically your soul, being thrown over and over, without resting, considered to be worse then hell, alike Limbo]
I was so interested that I just had to go on,
There are two articles, one in a website I know from previous times, including Emos as well, but this one is what I quoted and what I'm going to quote now too.
"She had even scratched her wrists in a form of self-harm ..."That's fucking degrading.
The other one said wrist-cutting and the other is wrist-scratching.
Scratching is always degraded in my opinion, I addressed my scratches as "a pathetic and miserable attempt for actually cutting and hurting yourself like you deserve".
Now I do consider myself as a cutter, and I'm still trying to understand what the fuck did I cut, all I know that I did cut through the first layer and I cut the dermis, and sometimes it does cut through the dermis a bit and it looks weird. the fatty tissue, and it's uneven and weird so I get some places where it's yellowish and weird and some places where it's not.
I really like this computer, it's fucking amazing, I mean sure, too bad that there is no touch screen [helps when I want to draw without the tablet] and it's not Windows 8, but it's fucking great, I have a disc or CD or DVD [I have no fucking clue], it's big and nice.
Back to Hannah, they talk quite a lot about My Chemical Romance...
FUCK IT EXPLAINS SO FUCKING MUCH.
I'M ENLIGHTENED.
BLESS THE GODS OF GREECE, I FOUND THE ANSWER!
The emos of 2008 rose from there!
I feel like I deserve a medal, for finally understanding that.
Oh, earlier I've heard about something named as a bullet belt, I assumed it's not what I think it is [belt, with actual bullets of it, action-movie style], it's fucking is, and I should add it to the fashionable accesssories that I'm not allowed to wear in school.
Hijab is one, and Isis flags, warpaint,,, Basically all of the things that get you kicked out of the IDF.
Oh, some call their superficial self harm a "fashion statement".
You know, I'm glad that on 2008 I was a sane child, envying the fallen teeth of my classmates, being a genius and trading enormous amounts of gum for food of other children [it was delicious], suffering from my sister's favourite shows, including the Festigals that I hated at the time, and the Doras and Diegos and Hello Kitties, but watching at the same time Pokemon and Code Lyoko.
If I were a tween or a teen back there... Phew, I have no idea.
I might follow the crowd and go to that small park that's on the way to the library, skating, cutting, learning Russian, drinking and doing Graffiti. [It happened, it really happened!]
I believe that some people were quite wacky in these years.
Can't we all be like the seventies and smoke drugs up, you know... Peace and shit...
Even though that in Israel it doesn't really matter.
Oh, by the way peace and war and questionable states of their in betweens, I find it funny that people who live far away find it so fucking interesting and come here.
Dude, if you want action, go make Pogroms against some religious or race group, but not the Jews, it's just so fucking old and mainstream.
Ooh! Encyclopedia Dramatica has a page about her!
I fucking love it, I think that this thing is what created Eincyclopedia [Hebrew parody for Wikipedia].
I do feel a bit bad, after that video with this Bacon dude... Wait.. I think it's Richard Bacon? Yes, Richard Bacon, the dude who were in The Anti-Social Network.
I still want to hurt people who do that, who the fuck mocks a memorial page? ... The ones in the settlements and that weird area that nobody even cares about any more.
Oh, earlier when in the websites, they called a band "Suicide Cult" I was sure that there is an actual band named Suicide Cult.
There has to be.
OH MY, FINALLY.
The Americans and Brits aren't fun, same about their websites, they don't leave comments, they tweet about it and update statuses... Making it hard to gather it all up, so I did the best thing I could do.
Google Hannah Bond in Hebrew.
I'm going to go for at least 300 comments.
Which is quiet high for Walla, but very low for the usual amount of comments usually made.
What,
Zero comments?!
ARE THEY ALL OUT OF THEIR MINDS?
I also get some weird articles and pages that have no connection to my search's intention.
It finds me James Bond, Hannah Montana, and the other meaning of the word Emo in Hebrew, which is "his mother".
Oh, I fell asleep.
I was rudely awoken by my mother, for eating dinner.
I didn't eat, of course, who would eat so early?
I want to cut again, I feel bad, I have disappointed many around me, I'm tired of life, I feel anxious near the people I love and care about, I dread school, I make people around me to worry and waste their time, and I can't even sooth myself with the idea of actually killing myself, the Dipyrone pills won't have any lethal affect.
I can't kill myself either, the future that my surroundings would deal with is everything but pleasant.
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