When I am looking out windows on particularly high floors of buildings, I sometimes have the urge to just smash through the glass and jump out, plummeting to my death. I don't really want to kill myself in general, but this urge is still oddly there.
If I am at any height that's not ground level I feel the insatiable urge to plummet to the ground, even when I was in school just being on the second floor I'd want to jump. :/
Sometimes, I get the greatest ideas in my head at night, but then I forget them in the morning.
I composed a super awesome prog-rock song in my head like 5 minutes before passing out like a week ago and, yeah.
When you try to not believe in stereotypes but you go on one damn subway car and EVERY GODDAMN BLACK GUY has his pants down to his knees
Man, stereotypes exist for a reason, and it's because people perpetuate them. It's when you start thinking that absolutely everyone within a certain group is going to perpetuate them that they become a nuisance.
Sometimes I wish/imagine/whatever terrible things to happen to me so other people would feel sorry for me, hug me, or give me attention. In the same way, I frequently try and imagine how people would react if I just offed myself.
Oh man I am sorry but fishing for other peoples pity and attention is one of the worst things ever, it makes you seem like a 14 year old girl. I've been in pain for the last 2 months pretty consistently and I've tried my hardest to avoid bitching about it because I can't stand this kind of stuff. :/
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I often argue with myself, and I don't mean like "aww, maybe I should've gone out with my friends tonight, gosh", but full blown internal dialogues wherein I tell myself I'm a blubbering, insane sack of shit and then promptly toot my own horn over how awesome I consider myself to be to prevent myself from plummeting into a spiral of self-hate and freaky masturbation rituals.
Your turn.