Friday, December 23, 2011
Monday, December 5, 2011
Disposable people are never heard, rarely seen, pushed to the side and ignored. They are not important. You don't listen to the disposable person. You can toss them away when their usefulness runs out. A disposable person never is a priority. Their feelings, time, money, life do not matter. You can bully and say whatever you want to a disposable person. They won't stand up to you. They know they are disposable. They just wait for the bomb to drop.
Friday, December 2, 2011
Often I let people push me around. Often I don't stand up for myself. Often I say nothing at all to keep the peace. Often I make mistakes. Often I want to die. I worry about my mother. I worry about my life. It doesn't matter what I do. No one cares. I don't belong. I can't cope. I try and fail. It's all my fault. Everyone says so. I'm worthless.. Useless Often I trust people. Often I look for the good in people. This life isn't working out.