I’d like to take a moment to explain why those who share their suicidal intent with others will be unable to kill themselves, if they’re unable to kill themselves. That’s not really saying anything put like that, but what is given is advice to what i believe could be the majority of those who get themselves stuck in a hole, unwanting to live, unable to kill themselves, there are always outliers though, -real- psychopaths and what have you…
Anyways, as the saying goes: “those who share their suicidal intent with others are REALLY just crying out in a desperate plea for help, even if they […]
Every single time I push myself towards doing it thats all I can think of…and my teacher wonders why he has to chastise me for taking so long to get started on it…
But this is what I chose…out of all the things I could be, I chose what I liked best, and its enough to drive me to the point of suicide…
I either need to start working or bite the bullet already…but oh no, those aren’t the two only choices obviously…there are never two choices; I could try and join the military again, if they’d take some suicidal person like me who has scars on […]
If not today, the last day something ‘made your day’?
What was it?
(a positive post from me, for once…)
I had my day made today, just now, and it wasn’t even ‘today’ because today’s already over, whatever…but…it was finding a ‘pink lemonade’ flavoured jolly-rancher-lollipop in the cheap bag of valentines candy I got for half off a couple days ago…fuckin best flavor ever!
I will legit mail these fuckin things out if they’d make anyone else’s day, so you’d better say if you want one! lol
By the time someone actually pisses you off, for anything really, you’ve already lost…
I’ve gotten to the point where one asshole is more than enough to make me feel like I’d rather murder a dozen random people than sit idly, or prehaps even myself (god forbid >->). Not because they have any relation at all, besides being human. Natural instinct leads me to hate my own race, and wants it exterminated…
All it really is though, is just displacement, ‘taking your anger out on others’. Some people can get by punching a pillow or yelling at a cat but ohhh no not me, I see no […]
I remember last year, I got a really adorable card for someone 1000 miles away that I’d probably never meet anyways…
Someone who would always let me pester then about maybe being in a relationship one day, and gently push me towards finding someone else, the whole ’emotional support’ spheal all along the way…
Someone who, for one of the first times I really felt like saying the hell with it and shooting myself, I wanted to keep talking to all the way to the end…that eventually made me feel like I couldn’t, somehow….
I still have the card, of course…they just wanted pictures of it, rather than […]
Someone said how worried/scared they are of killing themselves, because they just started cutting xDD
And it wasn’t even much of any cutting either, just a few scratches? I wonder if they even bled any or will scab over at all 😛
But I litterally bawled out ‘awwwhh!’ after first reading that, as if I was looking at a cute kitten, or this adorable little fucker that I never knew existed until a week or two ago: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vkemK00kPo4 xDD
Something is wrong with me….I mean, everyone has something wrong with them, but damn! >x<
You’ve got a longg way to go before killing yourself…if you’ve -just- started cutting…it takes […]
A disclaimer to the world.
I really don’t belong. There’s no conceivable place on this planet where I belong.
The public is my enemy. If you put someone in front of me, I’ll do everything in my power to disregard them, including not-disregarding them. My mask is so genuine that it even deceives myself half the time, such is the cost of being able to blend into society, and avoid being a homeless bum the rest of my pitiful existence (of which will continue to be a pitiful existence, bum or not, however bums are publicly pitiful, which is why I’m willing to throw myself away most […]
Since my ‘time’ has finally come, its only suitable that I contribute something back to this site after reading however many posts over the past few months. Months, that’s quite a long time from my perspective, when I don’t even remember what happened a few days ago (I’m sure it was the same nothingness that every day of my life is). In an attempt to not make this dwell on for too long I’ll try and cut it short…it is the internet after all:
TL;DR: Dead now, shotgun-to-backOfThroat
As far as my childhood goes, I had a few friends here and there, got upset relatively often (like […]