I’ve been walking alone. I turned back around and everyone was far away, so I continued walking. “I wasn’t afraid of being alone anymore.“ I’d whisper that to myself. But inside me was emptiness. I forgot how it was like to feel alive. Now I just live in the memories as I walk these paths. But suddenly I was lost. I didn’t know what direction to take. I was scared. Everywhere I turned there was darkness, no light shined. So I sat there in dark hours in the middle of nowhere figuring out what I’m going to do. I was blinded by the tears I […]
eveyone tells me i’m a mistake to this world. maybe they’re right, i am. or im just taking things way to seriously but no one understands that words hurt. especially cause i’m really sensitive. people tell me a lot of things that i really can’t argue with. for example ugly, not good enough for anyone or anything, useless, stupid, etc. my bullies were the ones who made me hate my own refelction. and instead of solving my problems, i hide from my problems. i just hate to be put down everyday. everyday is just another day to wake up wanting to die and cry. sometimes i […]
i feel useless to this world. im not good enough for anyone or anything. i suck at everything i do and i’ll just be a failure the rest of my life. im ugly, stupid and an annoying ***** who needs to die. i’ll never be the pretty one, i’ll never succeed. my mind is all fucked up with suicidal thoughts and im not the person who i was before. now i just wanna die and escape this pain. what reason do i have to still be here if no one loves me, the only thing i’ll do is cry myself to sleep, self-harm, and hate […]
i wake up everyday wanting to die. i go to my bathroom and look in the mirror. all i see is an ugly girl who will never be good enough, i go to school. always the first person to cry because of voices saying “slut”, “whore” “suicidal freak” “go die” “emo ******” etc. i walk around school with my face covered because im to ugly to be seen. im a nobody at school. no one likes, everyone hates me. i go home and pretend nothing had happened and go to my room and slit my wrists. millions of scars on my arms bleeding. i cry […]
I overdosed myself on March 27,2013. i was on the edge of dying and i stopped breathing for a moment but i kept myself alive because i thought of everyone and i thought what it will be like if i would have died. so i decided to give life another chance but I’ll just see where life takes me.
I tried staying, but it felt that you were the one pushing me away. then you say i left when we both know you never wanted me there. I tried fighting for you but maybe it wasn’t worth it. I wasted all my time on you, and now I regret it. funny how you’re the broken one but i was the one who needed the saving. im done trying to stay and fight cause all you will ever do is push me away.
One day, maybe just one day, everyone will finally understand how tired I was and how broken I was. One day I’ll prove everyone wrong who thought I couldn’t kill myself becuase I was weak that I can. One day I’ll get my revenge. One day I’ll die and be happy again because I left the world who made me suffer. Just one day.
the thought of you is killing every part of me.
loving you was suicide.
I was left torn and broken.
im way past every mommet
I’ve broken bones for you.
without you the air is getting hard to breathe.
I’m trying to keep myself alive
But my feelings and insecurities are killing me inside.
leaving me with the thought of  “I wasn’t good enough, I never was.”
Love is suicide.
I have no life, no soul for anyone to hurt becuase they already killed the one that existed….
someone just kill me please.
life sucks. i hate being the one who’s always nice but then gets hatred in return. everyday of my life is just an other day of hell. i hate the life I’m living. i dont want to be here anymore. i just wanna die and disappear. but once im gone, everyone will now “love” me. truth is no one will miss me. no one would care. no one loves me. if they say they do it all turns out to be a lie.
i really want to die. I can’t live like this anymore.
All my life I was bullied. I was called names, threatened, beat up, and almost molested. For once I just wanted to be happy again but I couldn’t be happy anymore because my past life has been haunting me. I scare myself with my own thoughts. I self-harm. I have a depressive disorder. My insecurities and thoughts are killing me. all I do is throw a fake smile and pretend nothing happened. I cry myself to sleep every night. I suffer everywhere. I never get to smile and mean it for the whole day. I tell people to stop cutting but yet I can never stop myself. I’m never good enough, […]