Fear of death is, by itself, not a sufficient enough reason to live. Is it?
Poem written in my youth. Funny how applicable it still is.
Your breath begins to gallop
Your heart thunders in your ear
You squeeze your eyes shut
You try to make it all disappear
Your thoughts spin, your mind races
You wander map-less through the streets
In the dark, you fumble for the guiding wall
You fight to surface so you can breathe
Helplessly, you watch time die
You desperately try to stop from falling
Air greets your clawing hands
You lose control, lost in nothing
You pray to whomever will listen
Pleading for this ordeal to be over
There is no redemption, no salvation
There is no […]
Knowing you were going to die, which movies would you want to watch/rewatch? Which books would you want to read/reread? Help me make a list!
We deal with death a lot on here and even mention the afterlife from time to time. So! I have tp ask, what is your favorite ghost movie?
Crying is cathartic. My sister and I use to get together, listen to music and have a good sad session of crying late into the night! So, which songs or movies turn you into a weeping willow?
I have all the ingredients for my suicide. I just have to wait for the right conditions to execute it. But I am extremely excited. Is that weird?
Im curious if any of you had written suicide notes? And if anybody is brave enough to share what they said.
Im moving up my plans to commit this site’s namesake to a week from now. I would do it sooner, like last night! but that is the soonest I can arrange to do my fool proof method.
Do you ever hear a song and wish your life could be like that? That you could feel that way all the time? Mine is Good Time by Carly Rae and Owl City. What about yours? Come on people. List your feel good/cheer up songs so people can have a listen and feel happy! Even if just for 3-5 minutes 🙂
Also I tried posting the youtube video with no luck.
I have a date to die. In almost three weeks time, I expect to no longer be here. Or at least not exist in my current corporeal state. It’s even entered into my google calendar, though not in overly obvious terms. How morbid is that? Funny enough, since I selected the date last night, I no longer feel “suicidal.” Rather, I feel like a terminally ill patient who has been told his expiration date. I feel I’m marching towards it. I feel there is no longer any choice involved and that’s a relief. I would have to compare it to when a mother is told […]
I’m ready to die. I haveva fool-proof, no return plan. I just have to endure until I can put it into action. Making until then and keeping my resolve are my current struggles. I just had to tell someone who wouldnt be able to forcibly stop me.
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