Non-fiction / tired of peoples's shit

Some how I knew, I knew it was just some fucking joke, that he didn't really want me. Hell, even I don't want me, and I can't change that. He promised, but I should have known no one would want me. I'm so fucking stupid, I believed him when he told me he loved me. It was all a big fucking lie. But I knew, I truley did, but again I fell for a trick. I can't even fathom why I even try anymore. I just end up the punch line of something someone finds so fucking hilarious. But you know what? I fucking give. No more telling anyone, but my close friends, that I like someone, because I know that if I ask them not to say anything to anyone, they won't. I just can't take the hurt anymore. I've grown morbidly tired of people thinking they can take advantage over my emotions. I've grown weary of trying to pretend I'm happy, just to impress someone. I'm through with people's shit. I have some of the best friends I could ever ask for, but others just wish to torment me with things I've done in the past. I just fucking give up. No more taking shit, that I know I don't deserve.

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July 19, 2009

marebarr

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marebarr reviewed Version 1 - Read 100% of the Item

Hi – I would bet you one million dollars that everyone on this site, even the forty seven year olds like me, at one time or another (because they are all writers and can not help themselves) wrote something just like this. This is what you grapple with when you are growing up. Guys want sex. Woman want love. On rare occasions a match happens and both get what they want and a little bit more. It hurts, it kills, it throws a wrench into the works. Work on your writing, your art, the other invisible people in the world. Study it. Ask questions “how did you handle this?” People love to talk. Find characters of interest, to admire, to be in awe of and write it. Write good story lines – what should happen, what could happen, what ruined it (nine time out of ten it suffocates itself). find the beautiful words to say what life throws in our path. And follow your advice that you are giving yourself above. It is the road to success.

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July 18, 2009

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angelsite2 reviewed Version 1 - Read 100% of the Item

I think we have all felt this way at one time or another.I HAve to say though, THis did not feel like poetry to me , but rather a page from your personal journal. IT has feeling and emotion. Love yourself, than everyone will want to love you. ANgels on your shoulders.believe in yourself, for yourself,and noneone else.you will have the world…!