Hi guys, most of you know me by now (unless I haven’t posted for THAT long?), but I guess I’m just here to say that I am ready. I won’t promise that tonight is the night because something could get in the way… But I know how I want to do it and I DO have the supplies I need to do it. I think if one more thing goes wrong (meaning if somehting else makes me feel shittier) I’ll do it. I don’t deserve the boy. I don’t deserve to be able to put someone through what I put the […]
Suicidal Contact 1
I wish there was someone near me, someone to be there for me, not just over the net or in text, but in person. I want a physical relationship with someone again. I want to have friendships and more, in person. I’m tired of hiding behind a computer screen. But where do I start? I can’t…
I really need someone to talk to before I yell at my brother and sister… Before I ruin the “close” family we have. Before I maybe scar my nieces and nephew for life. Before I disappear from this place.. town.. as quickly as the life will disappear from my body.
I have hardly any control over myself right now.. So please
What you do to me..
(Directed at the human race)
It’s nothing good, if that’s what you think
All you do is hurt me and I can’t take any more. I’m numb to your actions.
I’m already trying to lose weight to look good for you.
I’m already cutting my skin to feel some sort of emotion.
It’s hard to stare you in the eyes. It’s hard to ask for your help.
I can’t reach up to you.. I can’t let you hoist me up. I can’t be that pathetic, can I?
I’m trying to fit in with you. I’m trying to find reasons to smile […]
Hello everyone, I’m going to start off with “It’s been a while since I have posted here” Or even looked at this website. I would have liked to believe that I was getting better, but it seems that things only got worse. I know people and they call me their friends, even though I’m just the “drop by and say hi but that’s it” aspect of their life. I also get very mad easily. I have my opinions and when people act like they are wrong, or like I shouldn’t have my own opinions, well that makes me very mad. I hate when people tell […]
I can’t take it.. I was doing so good and now I want to break down. FML. If I had the guts i would shoot myself right now. I would take every pill I cuold find, shoot myself, and cut.
I can’t breath right now… I’m getting the pills and I’m taking every last one of them. I know I’ll wake up tomorrow but I want to make every last bit of my time as miserable as possible. I can’t do this.. I CANT. I can’t…
Fuck…
I’m tired of you fucking yelling at me.. I’M TIRED OF FUCKING BEING EXPECTED TO TAKE IT!!!!
Fuck you.
Hey guys i wanted to say that my numbers were erased, so if you can just text me again and i’ll program you in 🙂 thanks.
I’m looking for my blade, I can’t take it anymore. I can’t take all the arguing and everyone pointing fingers. They all thing it’s all about them. They all act like they have is so fucking hard and they vent to me. They all act like they have the hardest life ever. I can’t take it. Why can’t they shut up? Why can’t they stop making things worse. And here I am keeping my mouth shut, watching them go off more and more. Why the fuck does this have to be my life. I’m going to cut then leave.
Hi guys, I just wanted to make sure you all knew that I would rather not have any comments relating to religion/god/blahblahblah, I’m as anti-religion as it gets and I prefer not to be preached to.
I have problems and if you all think I’ll go to hell for wanting to commit suicide or what ever, well then so be it. I’m going to fucking hell :). (not like life isn’t hell)
I want to die, I want to rant about things and I want to just say what ever the fuck is on my mind on here. I don’t want people […]
I don’t know why, but I want to take all the vidodin I have, I want to create more scars on my arms and leg.. I just want to watch the blood drip off my arms. I’m so sad right now. I’m sad and alone. I have no hope right now that things will get better for me.. But yeah..
I feel like my ex’s were right to beat me.. I wish they had killed me then and there. I wish the bruises were scarred on my skin. On my neck, arms, stomach, legs..
I was thinking of some ways that people could get their mind off of suicide/depression, I thought of how I usually do and It’s usually with online games.
These are some games I love to play (don’t laugh)
http://ava.ijji.com/
http://toontown.go.com/
http://florensia.en.alaplaya.net/
That’s mainly what I do… Lol
I feel hurt. I always end up feeling hurt. I think I’m destined to be a loner. I told him that I want to be with him. And this is after he spent 2 years chasing me. He lost interest almost as quick as I told him that. I don’t feel like shedding tears anymore, I’ve shed enough tears, he’s not worth my tears. If he seriously feels like leaving me, like stop talking to me, like telling me that he doesn’t want to be with me, well then fine. FUCK YOU! I don’t Fucking need […]
I wish everyone would leave me alone, I need privacy. I don’t need my friends and family bugging me every 5 seconds because they think it will help. I don’t need that