Posts tagged sad
Posts tagged sad
Music deserves quality speakers
you always said
before plugging in and
playing me songs you’d discovered
in treasure chests down south
with specks of gold dust stuck under your fingernails
as the singers strained for hours:
A deep hum vibrated into static
as you toiled with the cords beforehand
and it was that sound so indicative of what we were
I fear, my love, that as often as our souls touch
we’ll simply be that bellow before a vinyl whines to life
magnets with two negative currents, getting so close
then repulsed; you will never lie in my bed
or meet me for lunch when spring leaps from the ground,
we may never see each other in daylight when the strands of our hair
shine like that look in your eyes on clear evenings:
It’s been long enough.
You can come home now.
White boys who will defend you from racism but won’t love you. Heartbreaking.
Too depressed to move. It literally pains me to exert myself.
Still waiting on a prospective employer to give me a start date, all the while my self-deprecating thoughts tell me they are going to say they changed their minds. Honestly if they do, I’m going to give up. I fail at everything I try.
I miss a friend who used to live here. Before he left he said he would offer that I call him any time if I needed him, and now he’s gone. And even if he wasn’t, I’d probably never take him up on it solely based on the fact that if I called him every time I was sad, he’d spend half his day on the phone with me.
Days like this make me wonder if I’ll ever have a normal life. I’ve been single for seven years. I feel like I’m ready for a relationship—hell, I fell like I’ve BEEN ready for a relationship. I just wonder and worry about how my depression will factor in to the relationship. Will the first few months be candy and roses until the relationship loses its nuance, and I veer off course into this emotional train wreck that permanently and irreparably damages what I’ve forged with this person? Will I be too much to handle? Will I be abandoned again? I’ve never been in a relationship long enough to gauge this information. Not to mention I was so young when my last relationship ended, and I’ve changed so much as a person since then.
I honestly just feel worthless and describing my thoughts while using my phone to type is frustrating the hell out of me so I’ll just shut up now.
Falling for the same person over and over again even after months of not seeing them, but then they just come back into your life, but you’re still awkward and
Please tell me I’m not the only one who feels this. I DON’T WANT TO BE LIKE KATY PERRY AND THE PLASTIC BAG THING.
OHGOD. Of course “Hallelujah” starts playing in the Starbucks where I go to take my mind off him. It’s like the universe is TRYING to kill me. I hate being in love.
Yeah, Megan. Play really sad music on the subway when you’re depressed, miss him and hate your family during the holidays so you can fight back tears in front of strangers. You did reeeaalll good today.
Drinking alone is kinda like admitting to yourself that no one wants to be around you even if there’s alcohol involved.
in any way at all.
I’m not asking for romance, but friendship with me won’t be easy either. I have wildly active, unmedicated depression and anxiety. It makes perfectly logical sense why everyone out here is looking for a way to disassociate with me.
I shouldn’t be asking anyone to make even the slightest effort to be around me. I have no business asking for friends.
You are right in forgetting me. It doesn’t matter if I haven’t been out in months. It doesn’t matter that most days I don’t have enough will to change out of my pajamas. You all are too good to have to sympathize with me.
It’s better this way. I deserve to be alone, even if it hurts this much.