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All these words spilt trying to articulate sorrow, anguish.
I don’t want to add to that. I’m writing anyways.
I fell in love, nearly two years ago. Head over heels. Completely knocked out with love. Rare sunshine, and walking home from school, him my shadow. We met up and kissed, but you see I was worried in case people gave me sh*t for it, I was fourteen and he was sixteen. Obly two years, and I don’t know why I let it stop me from being with him. So for a month we texted blah blah bah and […]
March 2012
My name is rebecca taylor i am 16 and a sophmore in high school. I have put up with alot of things that most people dont know about me. so where should i begin? well i shall start where my whole life started falling apart. I was four years old at the time i was first raped! i remember this event to well i was asleep when a frind of the family came in my room and started touching me when i tried to scream he punched me in the head and knocked me unconcious. he continued to rape me untill i was seven. at […]
I’ve been waiting to die a horrific death ever since I was six. I would pray that during thunderstorms, I would be struck by lightning and go into a c0ma. I knew that my family was to poor to keep me in the coma and they would just let me die. It has never happened but I am very jealous of the people who get hit and survive. What a waste of a lightning strike. Every time I stepped into a car, I hoped a drunk driver would swerve directly into my side of the car leaving everyone unharmed but me. That’s why I refuse to wear a seat-belt, […]
The only people I prefer not to be around are those who are only around you for what you can do for them.
If it is not some women for how much you can spend or how much they can use you to be their emotional sponge, or family who at every turn reminds you of how less in their eyes you are because you are different but still is always wanting something from you, or male associates who either want to borrow something, get a hookup, or use you as an alibi or to bail them out of trouble.
Not that one minds helping people […]
I’m 30 years old, female. Ever since I was a child, I had a hard life (I prefer to not get into details about that). I never envisioned a real future for myself. While most kids thought about what they wanted to study in college or what they wanted to be when they grow up, there were only 2 things that I envisioned for myself: 1) jumping off high rise buildings to end the suffering, and 2) finding the love of my life to rescue me from this misery and live happily ever after. Well, I’m single now, went through 3 serious/heartbreaking relationships where the […]
I haunt this website sometimes. There have been plenty of times I’ve had something to say, to everyone or to one person or sometimes to no-one at all. This is the first time I’ve done anything about it.
If I had to choose, I think it would be heroin. An overdose of it. The circumstances are impossible for me to achieve, but if I had a choice, that would be it.
This time, I learned how to tie a noose. It was very quick. Simple. Elegant, when it was finished. I waited until the house was empty. No-one said goodbye as they left, just as they rarely […]
I have never cheated on test in all of my life I have been struggling in my Spanish class so when I totally forgot I had a test I decided to cheat and got cought! I have been living with guilt for over 3 weeks and I can’t live with the guilt anymore I called a suicide hotline and they helped a lot and I also emailed my teacher about asking to take a retake but the only thing I am scared of doing is telling my mom because she is super strict on school I just got out for trouble for my grades and […]
The only way I can keeping going is to know I have a back-up plan already to go. A loaded, short barrel, pump action shot gun under my bed. I’m so close, it will be awesome, peaceful, no more pain. Plan B makes me feel great, just pull the rip cord !
I don’t like the greedy psychiatrist that shoves pills down everyone’s throat in order to buy a $300 tie. I don’t like the yuppies that play golf on a nice evening while slavekind pays off their “debts”. I don’t like the alcoholics. I don’t like the party-ers. I don’t like the girl that is so desperate for attention to the point of it being sickening. I don’t like the person that doesn’t say “hello” when I say “hello”. I don’t like the soccer moms that think they’re properly raising their children, when they’re not. I don’t like politicians. I don’t like “famous people”. I don’t like the […]
Yes I’m suicidal, hence my username. That may explain the dream of me seeing a documentary on TV about a boy who commit suicide and was dead but lived? ( yeah my dreams don’t like logic) anyway, I watch the entire documentary; it showed where and how he grew up and how he killed himself and his funeral ceremony. At the end the boy who committed suicide was alive and grown up saying theres hope for all depressed teenagers. That was when I broke my eyes away from my TV and realised that I was sitting in my living room which had a mahogany coffin […]
What’s there left to it? Or shall I say – what did it have in the first place? It seems as though we’ve  instantly been  preconditioned into thinking that life is a “gift” and should be cherished wholeheartedly. Well, you can take this garbage gift and get your refund, ’cause I don’t want it anymore, and never have wanted it. There is nothing “beautiful” or “magnificent” about “life” – I’ve seen more spontaneous things in the toilet bowl. What’s the point of carrying out what’s already been planned? Go to school, work, marry, have children, retire, die. We’re supposed to be satisfied by what exactly – […]
Life is about 10% good, 30% normal or boring and 60% really bad or crappy – if you’re lucky
Who is this quiet girl?
The one with the scars
What makes her so deplorable?
Why is she so marred?
Why don’t you ask her?
“What is your life story?â€
Are you afraid to stir
A pot already overflowing?
Do you know sometimes
That’s all she needs?
A kind caring stranger
To let her feel seen
But you stay away
You never seem to think
About her or the fray
She keeps underneath
Why do you ignore
Her transparent mask?
Can you not see
She wants you to ask?
But you are repulsed
With no obvious cause
Why are you appalled
By someone so small?
Is it this aura of death […]
I learned this recently. The story is very confusing. Are you ready?
This is who I thought I was: a severely schizophrenic German boy, who was severely abused as a child, alongside his twin sister. He has a boyfriend, who also has a twin. He is in Foster care.
Who I really am: a Canadian girl, less severely abused, with no twin, no boyfriend, and no Foster care.
What happened: I have multiple personalities. I suppose I’m transgender, because all the personalities are male. I am also schizophrenic, though not as badly as previously thought. The original personality, the female birthed 18 years ago next week, is gone. […]
hi, i just need to get this off my back, so heres my story. i am a skateboarder, i have a pretty good life from what everyone knows about me, but thats not actually true. im that happy kid that almost everyone likes, they go to when they’re sad, they go to when they need inspiration, etc. thing they dont know is how unhappy i actually am, its not the cut myself unhappy, im too much of a pansy to even think about hurting myself, i cringe at the thought of a cut from a razorblade, fuck that. thing is, i hate what i am, […]
When I die I won’t leave a note. I’ll have them all spun, creating outrageous theories of why I did it. “I am happy” I don’t want to be joyful. I like being depressed, I guess..?
Too much pain just leads to too much blood.
Sometimes I wonder if life is really worth it. I mean, you grow up, you work, you pay off a government that doesn’t do jack sh*t for you, and you do that till you die. Why not just end it?
I can’t think right now. Ever since I cried that last time, when I found out James died, I feel as though I’m walking without purpose. I shouldn’t… I have a wonderful boyfriend. Amazing friends. Even though there’s still a lot of drama going on… with my friends… shouldn’t I be… well… more? More of anything… right now I feel like nothing.
My boyfriend always […]
Ive been sitting here in front of my computer for the past twelve minutes trying to decide what to write. I have this urge to completely spill everything from how bad things have been getting to the color of my socks. My problems are petty, i dont like bothering you guys with them because i feel lame caring about losing my best friend when so many of you have such bigger problems. I wish i could help you all. I wish i could help everybody. I wish i make every insecure person feel confident, i wish i could make every poor person richer, i wish […]
Well, I’ve been sick all my life, asthma, allergies, skin diseases, mental issues, social issues. I was always a quiet kid and didn’t have many friends. My dad use to spoil me as a kid because I was youngest and always sick, I believe, until I started noticing that my sister wasn’t getting the fair attention, so I asked to stop. And he did. In school I was made fun of as a kid, then later I just became awkward to talk too. I was never considered one of the pretty girls. Boys only talked to be to get with my friends or my sister. […]