I wanted to cry when he was being buried, but I was too tired for that. I don't know what to feel anymore. I don't even drink yet I feel tired and nauseous. He was one of the few people who made me feel life was alright.
Had to have my parents come with me so I could visit him in person, and not just look at him from a distance. Seeing his face, I started crying, he didn't look like he was sleeping. He just looked fucking dead. He's fucking dead. He was supposed to die old. I hugged his crying mother and walked...
I tried holding it in as only the women were crying and fainting, but I couldn't. Mom told me to stop, as it would distress his mother, so I did. I almost broke down again when I saw his face the day before he was buried. I had to take a seat and take deep breaths to stop myself from fainting...
My cousin died over a week ago. When I first heard the news, my heart sank, but I continued with my day as if nothing happened. I didn't think I would feel anything. But the following day, after he had died, and when his older brother brought his image and placed it where the candles and...
Did you eat it while you were still logged in? It's only permanent for when you log in, it goes to light whenever you log out and is impossible to change, for me at least.
Parents shouldn't hit their kids when they swear after experiencing pain or misfortune. It instills fear and resentment. And gas stations should really start using toilet covers I guess.
https://www.scribblehub.com/series/237009/my-yandere-gf-and-me/
Found it recommended to me on NU a few years back, I didn't know I entered a different website and thought NU bugged out on me smth.
Meh, sometimes you need to read about "realistic" stories to balance the feel good stories. I've read so many daughter/son-raising stories that it's getting a little tiring reading about a perfect child with no flaws what-so-ever raised by a perfect parent with no flaws what-so-ever. By this...