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PeachFlavoredRings - A Paradise
To be able to go to a place where I can escape from everything and everyone, and then come back when I miss the few things I actually cherish here, would be heavenly. A place where I can be my true self without having to worry about who's going to make fun of me or judge me for it. A place where my feelings matter. A place where I'm appreciated for the things I do. A place where I can talk about the things I'm passionate about and have people actually listen. A paradise.

PeachFlavoredRings - Why would you have kids?
Why would you have kids if you're not going to let them experience life, meet people, make friends, make mistakes, figure things out on their own, become independent, and have a life of their own? Why would you have kids if you're just going to make them raise each other? Why would you have kids if you're just going to take your frustrations out on them? Why would you have kids just to set them up for failure? Why would you have kids if you're not going to let them become adults?

PeachFlavoredRings - Mistakes
You have to make mistakes in order to grow. I've made many mistakes in my short time living and I know that I'll make more. Whether it's things I wish I would've said or done or things I wish I hadn't said or did. Some of these mistakes have made me feel like a bad or stupid person, but I know that learning from these mistakes and not repeating them is what differentiates me from a bad person or a stupid person. However, whenever I make a mistake, I can't help but dislike myself a little more.

PeachFlavoredRings - Good Days and Bad Days
Everybody has them. One day you're the happiest you've ever been and the next you feel like everything's falling apart all at once. I've always been told that good days outweigh the bad ones. But do they? It seems as though, recently, the bad days are outnumbering the good days. A good day can turn into a bad one in the blink of an eye, without warning. I'm drowning.

PeachFlavoredRings - You should do more.
Knowing that somebody you do things for all the time thinks you're lazy and should be doing more for them, is one of the worst feelings. What bothers me most about it is the fact that everything thing I do for them is either going unnoticed or they feel like what I'm doing for them isn't enough. If I tell them about how hard I've been working, they always find a way to turn it around and make it like everything I've done is lesser compared to what they've done. I'm just tired.

PeachFlavoredRings - No.
I want to start saying no. It sounds easy, but I just can't bring myself to do it. It's easier to say it to a person I don't know, but when it comes to saying it to my family... It's one of the hardest things for me to do. I know it sounds dumb. I just feel like if I tell them no or that I don't want to do something with them, then they'll get upset. Not the angry type of upset. The sad type. The type that makes them do and say things that they'll regret or that'll cause problems later on.

PeachFlavoredRings - I think I'm getting burnt out.
I think I'm getting burnt out. I think I'm getting tired of getting no appreciation for the things I do. Things that aren't my responsibility whatsoever. I shouldn't have to get yelled at or ridiculed because that person is upset about something that has nothing to do with me. When I say I don't want to do something, I shouldn't have to get guilt tripped or yelled at until I eventually cave in. My feelings shouldn't be downgraded because another person has gone through something worse.

PeachFlavoredRings - Happy Birthday
I always cry on my birthday. The first time was on my tenth birthday and instead of the usual feeling of excitement I always felt, I felt this overwhelming feeling of anxiety and panic. It wasn't because I didn't get what I wanted or because I was getting older. It was the realization that, even though I was getting older, I wasn't growing like how I thought I should mentally or academically. Eight years later, and I still feel the same. I've gotten older. Just haven't grown.