-WARNING: This blog could be triggering to some! If you are easily triggered, do NOT read this blog!-
Not to be cheesy...
"Beautiful" Christina Aguilera
[Spoken]
Don't look at me
Every day is so wonderful
Then suddenly, it's hard to breathe
Now and then, I get insecure
From all the pain, I'm so ashamed
I am beautiful no matter what they say
Words can't bring me down
I am beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can't bring me down
So don't you bring me down today
To all your friends, you're delirious
So consumed in all your doom
Trying hard to fill the emptiness
The pieces gone, left the puzzle undone
Is that the way it is
You are beautiful no matter what they say
Words can't bring you down
You are beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can't bring you down
Don't you bring me down today...
No matter what we do
(no matter what we do)
No matter what we say
(no matter what we say)
We're the song inside the tune
Full of beautiful mistakes
And everywhere we go
(everywhere we go)
The sun will always shine
(sun will always shine)
And tomorrow we might wake on the other side
All the other times
We are beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can't bring us down
We are beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can't bring us down
Don't you bring me down today
Don't you bring me down today
Don't you bring me down today
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I keep hearing it echo in my head..."you're a fat, ugly whore", and it makes me want to cry. You don't know me, you don't know anything about me...I wish you could spend one day in my life...you wouldn't f***ing make it...
I really am fighting this stuff...I cut last night, and I'm fighting those suicidal urges. I'm sitting here with a bottle of about 120 expired antipsychotics, wondering what to do with them. The sad thing is that I don't care anymore. I'm exhausted. I'm sick of fighting, and I'm sick of being depressed. All I do anymore is go to school, do homework, go to doctor's appointments, go to meetings and work my two volunteer jobs. I don't do anything fun or spontaneous. If I don't get 10 hours of sleep, I'm a wreck. I'm constantly sick and I'm sick of living in a place where I'm always around drugs and alcohol. I'm under too much stress and my life is spinning wildly out of control, and the sad thing? The sad thing is that I'm incapable of stopping it. I've been hospital-free for six months, and everyone seems to think that I shouldn't go back...but even if I wanted to, I couldn't, because of school...
My options are slowly fading. Eventually, I will only have one option left, and that was an option I told myself long ago would never be an option again...but I don't even care anymore...I just want it all to stop...
Tags: Depressed Despondent Sad