She wakes up everyday and look at the clock as it was a curse, one more day to fake a smile and walk trough life emotionless. She remembers the voices on her ears when she was little, she feels someone is there to hug her but that someone is unknown and that scares her so [...]

I am socially retarded. Everyone I’ve met ever has understandably hated me. I’m aloof and unaware. People think I’m selfish and mean and awkward, etc. I have Asperger’s. Between my friends there is always a boundary between us because of this. I’ve wanted to die every day for a while, but it’s getting worse. Basically [...]

well i guess ill start with my story since some of yall on here are new and i havent posted in awhile. when i was little the one man in my life who was supposed to be there for me left { my dad } and told my mom he hoped i died and was [...]

this is the angriest poem I’ve ever written. It cones from the deepest footings of my hatred. Enjoy I split my arms open every night to endure The pain I am put through each day All the fakeness all the lies I see through Has done nothing to save my faith I want to watch [...]

I was having one of those moments where you decide, “this is fucking it, I’m gonna turn my life around.”  That did not last long, but I do have one reminder of it in the form of the word “survive” tacked onto my wall.  I feel like it should hearten me but it doesn’t; it [...]

hi have a questions for people that cut? how do u clean your wounds. i just run water of them. what do u guys do.

The more honest you become with yourself, the less honest you can be with others, because you the more you sound like a nutcase. Wheeee I love my bycicle, it’s so worn and loyal. Getting rusty, and it’s a couple notches too big for my size which makes stopping and restarting a hassle and the [...]

May 31, 2012 9:30 p.m I feel nothing. I feel useless, dull, and dead. I want to die. I’ve thought of dying. I need help. I NEED HELP! I have so much work to do I feel like I’m drowning, I feel empty. I feel like I have no emotions, I feel lifeless, that my [...]

Sometimes, my depression keeps me up for hours at night. When this happens, I roll around, trying a bunch of positions, until I find one where I can feel my heart beating. What I do is, every time my heart beats, I imagine being stabbed in the chest. With every beat, destroying what I hate. Stab. [...]

i throw up every day   cut today     arm looks like shit   oh yeah i fucking hate my damn body!!!