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When I was 7, I went into the girls bathroom to do my business. A group of boys went in there, around my age, and kept peeking under the stall and laughing. I was terrified and humiliated. I went to the teacher (a FEMALE teacher, mind you) about it. She asked me who the boys were, but I didn’t know. So she just left me with a “boys aren’t allowed in the girls bathroom.” I could tell by her face she didn’t believe me. If a child comes to you about something like that, listen to them. Comfort them.

im 12 years old and this is deep #thuglife #sussybaka

You were such a happy child now that you're older,they treat you like you're not human.Now you wonder where that happy child went It really hurts

are you okay? You havent posted in 2 years...

Things are getting bad boys it's about time to tap out.

Man no wonder why y’all so fvcking sad, why tf are you going out of your way to listen to THIS music, go listen to something positive

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Am just tired as all.

Tried to apologize after a fight I started and they weren’t ready to hear it… now just driving around feeling sorry for myself

When your relationship finally starts to become good again, but one simple day ruins everything and they hate you again

I’m sorry sisters, I don’t think I’m strong enough for you all. I’m sorry I was never the brother you needed and deserve.

I heard Rain from Jack Stauber and immediately almost broke down crying 😅

Listening to this while my parents fight I cried to this playlist for the whole playlist

Pov: You don't know what to do anymore

Can someone put draw down 1) 2) 3) etc and so on… each of the songs playing on here please; this video

What’s the second one

I have almost no relationship with my lord god

the seconde one hit me like a bus.

why is it still raining? i did what i was supposed to do. that’s not fair. man that hit hard.

Pov: you realize you're the problem

Im not just a fuck. A sight to check out. Someone to catcall. Im not an item. Please, don't objectify me. Please. Please. I don't want to feel this empty. Please don't use me only for what i can offer. Please. I don't want to exist in this world. Please love me unconditionally. Im not an item, please see i have emotions too. Im a human before im a woman.

is that saki?

I know Jesus is with me right now but I am not feeling well now at days and I can’t get over how my inner child has been broken because of the things it went through of a abusive house hold and abusive dad … I wish I could’ve protected her from my dad , he was so sweet before it happened…

My family is disorganized and has been ever since my mum cheated on my dad and left. To cope with that pain weve all silently agreed that humor is the best option. Niw nothing can ever be taken seriously and emotions have just been a topic no one talks about. We also dont do things like being punished we just simply never get in trouble for anything we do. So when my sister continuously hits me to the point where i flinch when she moves her hands roughly near me, no one does anything. Im so scared of her that ive gotten multiple dream of her trying to kill me, one of which i actually almost died in my sleep to. The dream was just of my sister choking me while my family watched and did nothing as i pleaded for my life, turns out when i woke up i was actually just strangling myself with my knuckle. Shes not gonna change, shes everyones favourite yet somehow everyone hates me in my family. Shes never gonna change because of this. I think she needs to understand that her actions hurt. Ive now just realised that most of the nights that i cry myself sleep are because of her. Theres other nights where i cry about how i look and how im not good enough but then theres her. Ive gotten so good at hiding my emotions when others are around that frankly i just dont react till im alone. I dont even yell at her, i just stand there. Like an idiot. Becaus ei know that if i spoke back that she would just mock me and hit me even harder. (Autism runs in my family, not extreme cases hut it does) We often get urges to bite things. My sistwr chose to bite me. I chose to bite myself so that other would feel pain and it would train myself to stop having urges. The thing is though, shes older than me. I still remember when i would accidentally hirt myself and i would just play it off not showing any outward emotions. I would always repeat in my head "its not serious, dont complain" not toention that i was taught that doctors were expensive, so whenever i had an injury i wanted to get checked out k would just have to deal with it. He would only take us if we broke a bone or something. That might be the reason he never let me leave the house. So i wouldnt get into trouble. I dont have a damn life. Im a people pleaser because im scared people will not like me amd leave me. I was never taught how to comfort others so when my friends are scared i cant go ajy firther than "are you okay?" Not to mention that im probably just overreacting it all. My friend has it so much worse, she tried to kill herself yesterday and her dad luckily stopped her. Im basically unloveable. Im not athletic, im not cool, im not good at socializing, im pathetic. Im a pathetic excuse for a human and i deserve it all. I should honestly try harder. I have to practice my math more aswell so i can get a benefitial job for my family so they can survive. Scrap doing something im passionate about and will enjoy. I sound so stupid and i bet it sounds like i dont even have it that bad. My nan told me at 7 years old how i had to be a good kid otherwise they would take me away (they, was cps) i remember the jights when my dad gets drunk, i remember that night the police came to my hous because of my dad yelling and i hid under the table. Im too young to be this sad anyways. I have it so good compared to others. Im praying my friend will still be here tomorrow. If she killed herself then i think there will be truly no going back on my mental health. Anyways im gonna go cry myself to sleep. Yippeed :)

i´m really tired

when you were a good person but something or someone corrupted you and you became a abomination you did terrible things you became a villian even though you promised yourself you wouldn't become one, there is a piece of you that wants to go back continue being good but the rest of the corruption has locked you into a bird cage forcing you to watch it do terrible acts while it laughs

I keep messing up i wanna cry so bad thank to this video i dont want to vent but im q piece of shit i cant hold my self to focus on my Studying and its my finale exams im scared to fail i dont want to disappoint my parents and i dont want anyone of my friends or classmates talk about me failing....

We’re getting a closed casket funeral with this one boys…

the title of this playlist is the same thing that is happening between me and my best friend right now. I like her very much, even love her. Whenever it's Monday, I wait to say "hello" or something, but she goes the other way (always) and despite hours of waiting, she's never there. At school I often check if everything is OK, and when I finally say hello to her, she either ignores me or greets me reluctantly, but without the smile I haven't seen for a few months now when she's around me. I'm afraid she doesn't like me. For me, in a crowd of people, she is always like a strong light showing where she is. I feel like a ghost. And it's all because of me because I didn't write to her, I didn't visit her very often and I was seeing someone else all the time. He probably doesn't know that I mention her in every conversation with other friends, which makes me feel even worse because I know that by saying it I hurt other friends, but I can't end it because the changes would be terrible. I don't know if she or anyone else will ever see this comment, but if you see it M, I would like to tell you that you are the best person I have ever met and I will love you today, tomorrow, next month, year and even longer and I loved you today, yesterday, month ago, a year ago and even further. I love you M, my hedgehog <3. A., also known as wasabi among friends

will there a kind person that can help me find all these song?

I messed up again, i cant even speak with emotion anymore.

My body and my brain hurts from all of thses scary and depressing thoughts...and I just want peace...and hope...to know that someone is there to love me, to hug me, to kiss me, to wipe away my tears, I need someone man..just anyone

Pov: you want to have fun but they are still there and thoughts are starting to take over. You start to lose touch of reality and nothing feels real.

When you realise Akutagawa spent his entire 'childhood' in extreme poverty in the slums as an orphan, the conditions being so bad his lungs developed terminal illness, trying to keep his sister and friends alive only for all of them to be killed in front of him. Just to get taken in by the first peron he repects for saving him and that person abuses him through his illness and weakness, calling him weak, now all he seeks is thier validation. Becoming a corpse living off medication, only for the person to come back and torment him again by calling him inferior. Hes going to die in a few years from the terminal illness, unsatisfied with himself and not a single happy moment in his life. Man's whole life was a tragety. Even worse when you realise the real victim of the cycle of abuse is Akutagawa. Dazai got Odasaku and left the Mafia, later finding Atsushi and getting his happy ending. Mori being the head and reuniting with the president in the end. Kyouka being rescued by Atsushi in the early stages but Akutagawa was unlucky. He was taken in and did as he was told to become what he was asked to and dropped.

How do you make a nuclear bomb? In principle it's very easy - get a critical mass of radioactive material, sit back and watch the runaway nuclear reaction go. But luckily for us it's the first part - getting the radioactive material - that is the biggest stumbling block. Earlier this week, Iran joined the growing list of countries suspected of developing nuclear weapons. On Monday the European Union said Iran's nuclear reactors could make the radioactive raw materials needed for a nuclear bomb and demanded weapons inspectors be allowed in. "You cannot make a nuclear bomb without fissile material," says Andrew Furlong, of the Institute of Chemical Engineers. And for an average thermonuclear device, the necessary material is plutonium or enriched uranium. Uranium, a naturally-occurring heavy metal, comes as uranium 238 or 235. Both are radioactive and will decay into other elements, given time, but only the latter can be forcibly split when neutrons are fired at it. This is the basis of a nuclear bomb. When an atom breaks apart, it gives out energy and more neutrons, which can then split other atoms. Get enough atoms splitting and you have the chain reaction needed for a bomb blast. But natural uranium overwhelmingly consists of the 238 isotope, which bounces back any neutrons striking it - useless then for a bomb. To make a bomb, natural uranium needs to be treated to concentrate the 235 isotope within it. And this is where the problems re ally begin. For every 25,000 tonnes of uranium ore, only 50 tonnes of metal are produced. Less than 1% of that is uranium 235. No standard extraction method will separate the two isotopes because they are chemically identical. Instead, the uranium is reacted with fluorine, heated until it becomes a gas and then decanted through several thousand fine porous barriers. This partially separates the uranium into two types. One is heavily uranium 235, and called "enriched" while the rest is the controversial "depleted" uranium used to make conventional weapons. To make a nuclear reactor, the uranium needs to be enriched so that 20% of it is uranium 235. For nuclear bombs, that figure needs to be nearer 80 or 90%. Get around 50kg of this enriched uranium - the critical mass - and you have a bomb. Any less and the chain reaction would not cause an explosion. You could use plutonium instead. According to Keith Barnham, a physicist at Imperial College, this is the preferred material because it makes much lighter weapons that can be mounted on to missiles. Plutonium is produced as a by-product in nuclear reactors and only around 10kg is needed for a bomb. An average power plant needs about a year to produce enough and expensive reprocessing facilities are required to extract the plutonium from the fuel. With the basic material, life gets easier. The bomb will explode once the critical mass of uranium or plutonium is brought together. So, to begin with, and to make sure that it doesn't explode in the hands of its owners, the bomb needs to keep the metal separated into two or more parts. When the weapon is in place and ready to go off, these sub-critical masses need only be thrown together - and this can be done with conventional explosives. The chain reaction, explosion and familiar mushroom cloud then take care of themselves.

I want to go through with it, but I’ll feel selfish for leaving the only ones who cared with my pain…

Mornings are... Rather nice... At such time, The mind is busy with various daily tasks. Though when night comes, the time where there are no more things to distract oneself with, it becomes louder and clearer. The mind becomes more focus to that one thing, the thing where i used to idolize of being but starting to hate it because it is suffocating, unable to do anything, feeling powerless, alone in the darkness of one's room. Nothing helps anymore, i have realized that those motivational videos are just means to pick yourself up from a fall, but... I didn't fall, I'm stuck floating in a sky where there is nothing, nor even air. It's suffocating but i cannot move away from it, there is nothing, nobody, to hold onto to propel me back wherever i belongs. Even crying won't help, it was, but not anymore, the more i cried the more i become bored of it. I'm... Stuck... In a Limbo while I'm still alive.

Hey there i noticed that you havent posted a new video in the past 2 years I just want to know if you're okay

I don't feel real.

I dont deserve to be here since I’m a bad person

Oh,,ok

I'm sorry, I'm sorry that I'm imperfect, I'm sorry that my grades are bad, I'm sorry that my room is a mess but pls know that I'm trying, I'm trying so hard so pls don't call me lazy

I don’t want to live anymore because people treat me like I’m dead, like I’m invisible. Even when I was a kid others treated me like that. Imagine how it shattered my soul.

Best guy on yt

this playlist makes me feel a way I can't describe, its *weird..*

People through rough times can be flawed sure, but everyone is, it isn't them that's out of line, They are still human, You are a living, breathing, seeing, hearing thing, please do not hurt yourselves to make someone happy. Try to keep up with things. Eat more often, Please do not starve yourself :( Stop cutting, It's bad for you. Unfriend the fake friends. Try to call 911 on a abusive/toxic relationship. Wear headphones and hide when mom and dad are fighting. Drink water. (Please) Tell the teachers that someone's bullying you. Try to make friends. And lastly, Seek comfort. You are a breathing thing. You shouldn't hurt yourself because you'll blame yourself more, please, do not listen to those who blame you. You are unstoppable today.

It’s been a year since i was raped, 5 since i lost a father to addiction, 10 since my family became a narcissistic dynamic, and 17 since i was brought into this world. I have been waiting all my life for a reason to keep going. I’ve been waiting for the light at the end of the tunnel. I am so fucking lost

real.

I had everything, but I ruined it with my own hands... You know how hard it is to realize... 💔😣

they didn’t even like me in the first place. They never forgot about what I did. They never noticed how I was trying to make them smile. I’m seen as annoying. for them. they won’t forgive me.