prays to him self father god... im coming to you lord.... please save me from mine sins..... people say im suppose to be saved but i feel so dam low... im sorry guys its time for me take reload yall Priest what happening to me is reason but it still doesnt take load yall it feel like im being throw back until i doze off i dont want to be far away from you the people say pray it will get closer to you lord. lord if im doing something wrong why cant you just tell me it feel like everytime i go up hill i go down to dirt to a degree i try to pray but i cry but cant cry cause i feel i can grind but cant grind i can run but cant run god please help me i wanna escape enemey telling me get everything now but father who truthly blessed but right now im very angry and i cant take it anymore if im truthly blessed i need comferation but im hating in this situation i cant take it anymore i feel like im gonna explode it may pull me back to x mode and i dont want to go to triphle x...

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For some reason I’ve always had a hard time making new friends. Back in the days when I was child that wasn’t really a problem but being alone was always my favorite. It still is and today you can socialize with texts, chats, Skype calls. What I mean is that you really do not have to be in physical contact with another human. This is how we connect and get our social needs filled. To have good health you need physical, mental and social needs to be fulfilled (this is something I learned when I study occupational therapy). IMVU is a great way to meet the old way and new way of socialize since you are a person but instead of using you voice you just use your words.

For the past six days I’ve been locked up in my apartment, due to the fact that I got the flu, so I have been online on IMVU more or less every minute I’ve been awake. Problem is, I don’t know that many people on IMVU that I would call my friends. And the less than a handful of people I talk to lives in another timezone and of co...

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I don't know what this is or how this works.
Going to guess it's like a diary? I can post whatever I want?.
Right so hi, I am Cred(s)Master. The owner of the universe.
My universe atleast. I impose into other's universe and people impose into mine.
I used to talk about how I hated the world because they didn't understand me.
Now that I am old enough, I know I don't understand the world.

I actually went to see the doctor, hoping they'd diagnose me for depression.
I got a piece of paper to fill out. When I did I reached the "Ever thought of committing suicide?" line.
I said no. Because at the time I didn't. I mean i've thought about it once or twice... who hasn't?

The doctor told me, that because I wasn't suicidal I didn't have depression.
If I was depressed i'd look less lively and more sad or something.
So I started thinking about suicide on purpose.
Forcing...

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I moved a state in the north direction and in doing so I seem to have made some people mad. (Hey, its not my fault people cant get jobs like normal and pay for damages they caused to the property.) When I went to gather my things I noticed stuff missing. Movies, CDs.. but most importantly.. my wacom tablet pen.

This is like.. the third time this has happened. WHAT DO YOU PEOPLE NEED WITH MY PEN?!!

Anyway, I had to halt work on my tutorials due to the fact that I refuse to work with a mouse.

Another pen is on its way. I ordered it from Wacom. But this is the last time I am shelling out 30$ + shipping for a fucking pen. I'll just stab someone next time until it resurfaces.