What Remains - A Personal Treetop Inn Story
Please do not view this as me asking for your pity or sympathy... just please try to understand when this happens... don't take me too seriously, i'm usually talking out of a great deal of self-hate, confusion, and frustration.
Some Sort of Context
Lingering pain and self-hate. defiance, fear, anger, misery. it had been so tough to convince himself he wasn't... just dirt. worthless, unappealing, disgusting. stupid, ugly, and bad at sex.
Ghosts of my Past
I've tried to change but no matter how hard i try it all seems so far out of range my struggle is breaking me apart and tearing me down i'm so deep in my sorrow it feels as if i might drown i feel like this is the only outlet for all of my self-hate
A New Life in a New Body: Getting Out
Other than chris being his usual self, hating me. told me to get the hell out of here no one would really care. i hope he's right, because i am never coming back here. i talked with everybody till they went to sleep. then set my plan into action.
To Love
Fear, disgust, loneliness, self-hate... it was all gone. if only for a moment. and he knew it would be back. knew it, anticipated it, almost wanted it, because it was familiar. tekori didn't push forward.
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 67
I would remind you with every breath i breathe for the rest of my life, if only it could get you to stop with all this guilt-crippled self-hating bullcrap!!"
Still Life
Diaz had certainly found out how convenient that was every time his depression and self-hate over his appearance had led him to take a hammer and chisel to his snake tail lower body, hoping to get it off or to make it into legs only to see it reform just the
A Taste of Something Else ~ Chapter 11
There was still this aching void in my heart, this deep wound of guilt and self-hate that would take a long time to heal, but... already i knew that if william were to suddenly call me three times at three am on a school night, i would be fucking _pissed_.
Words
Before that, _you_ slept with half the city, and it got you precisely nowhere and turned you into a lonely, self-hating pile of fur. and before _that_, you fell for a guy who cared more about his spicy sex life than you, and now he has _aids_."
Chapter 10
Still anger rumbled through his body, making every fiber of his self-hate his own race. again and again he went over it, searching for an answer. but he didn't know what answer he was even looking for.
What Is This Thing They Call Love?
I was getting past self loathing and slowly turning into self hate. as i looked myself in the mirror and saw this piece of crap, not my original happy go lucky self.
Chapter 8
So darios went out of the hut in rage and self-hate. original story by: courgus translated by: erazaa the day passed without any further reaction from varshgar. adriana still hoped that varshgar would wake up soon.