TheDeliriousFog

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For the one person who gives a shit; I’m still alive.

TheDeliriousFog

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I’m honestly getting more and more annoyed. I want to rant about stuff so much, but I know no one cares or even sees it even if I make this status. I always hated feeling like im not heard. All I ever wanted from people was to be heard. Screw this sympathetic or empathetic bullshit. I just want to talk about stuff that’s bothering me, and I want someone to listen to me and understand and not hate me for it.

TheDeliriousFog

John Lennon once said: “Nobody loves you when you’re down and out ... Everybody loves you when you’re six foot in the ground” 
          
          
          I hate how true this statement is. A lot of us, myself included, have tried again and again and again to reach out to others. We get stomped down, beaten down, belittled, and never consoled. And then others are all so confused then as to why we would off ourselves when no one listens to our tales. To our woes. Our pains. But then they go back and try to claim they loved us, that we their everything; Stuff like that. Nowadays especially. No one cares for others these days, and I hate that. I’ve tried my best to care for others even when I couldn’t even pick myself back up. Because even if I don’t have a reason to exist, I want to give others a reason to. I know most of us don’t want someone to give them sympathy. A lot of the times, they just want to be heard. To be listened; And never to be judged for what they are. I’ve been there for so many people since the beginning, and I’ve never asked for much. Really just because I gave up on trying to find happiness. I’m just existing with my music. That’s been my life for…Gods, almost a decade now, actually. …Certainly puts it in perspective, huh? Heh. Funny, that.

TheDeliriousFog

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I don’t expect anyone to see, let alone care about what I’m about to say, but here I go anyway.  I hate the stupid fucking promise I made. I hate all of it. I hate that I’m bound to the honor of the fucking promise. Nothing is here for me. Nothing has helped me. Nothing fucking saved me. I do all the fucking saving. I help everyone! But I can’t fucking the fucking help I want by anyone else. No one I care about wants to fucking help me. No one fucking listens. And why would they? They don’t care. They don’t care if I’m alive or dead. All they care about is me helping them. Keeping their fucking egos up and making sure they are happy. Course I can’t fucking have that. No one will ever fucking care about what I fucking want. I didn’t fucking ask for ANY of this bullshit! I didn’t wanna know my mother wanted to fucking disown me at 8 FUCKING YEARS OLD! I didn’t wanna have to go through being almost fucking murdered by someone who said they loved me! I didn’t want my mother to let my fucking passport get destroyed! I just wanted to fucking go home and fucking sing! Sing my fucking heart out! But I cant! Just because everyone makes ME out to be the fucking villain! They take the fucking easy  way out! No one will ever fucking care about how I fucking feel! They have no FUCKING REASON TO!
          
          
          And at the end of all this crap no one fuckin’ liked that I vented so much. Oversharing be damned. I have a lot of shit to talk about. I just want people to understand what I have to go through just to fucking survive.