That moment when someone tells you something that makes you feel worthless, stupid, unwanted..when all you can do is sit there and cry and cry until you cannot cry anymore, wondering why this happened to you, why people are so hurtful and careless, why the world is so cruel. That moment when you feel so alone, that everyone around you is elated, while you sit there, contemplating whether or not you should commit suicide, because you realize(or assume) that no one cares and no one will notice when you are gone, until it is too late. It is the most painful feeling in the world, […]
Why are some people so hypocritical on here? Do they like putting down others? Its so confusing to me:( if anyone on here wants to talk, I’m here:) I don’t know what everyone’s pain is like, but I know what pain is, as real as living hell. it hurts, so bad. But if you wanna talk or vent out all your feelings, I’m all ears:)
Did you ever notice, live spelled backwards is evil? hence life is evil. So, what’s the point of living? Nothing. Nothing at all. At least not for hopeless people without a future like me. No
love, no affection, no life, no hope. :,/
Send away for a priceless gift
One not subtle, one not on the list
Send away for a perfect world
One not simply, so absurd
In these times of doing what you’re told
Keep these feelings, no one knows What ever happened to the young woman’s heart Swallowed by pain, as she slowly fell apart
And I’m staring down the barrel of a 45,
I’m swimming through the ashes of another life
There’s no real reason to accept the way things have changed
Staring down the barrel of a 45
Send a message to the unborn child
Keep your eyes open for a while
In a box […]
I’m still alive because from the little pieces of my heart I still have left, I feel there might be hope, and I don’t want to miss out on things that I want, especially marriage. I still have another good 6 years or so, but I’ll be dead before then. I can’t keep waiting around for the perfect guy. I always dream of him, there’s actually someone I like who I really want to marry someday, but that probably won’t work out. And then there’s my family. For some reason my sister just hates me, and my dad likes working me to death. My mom […]
I wanna talk to some more people on here, see if anyone has the Same predicament I’m in:/
Basically I’m a suicidal, Christian, teenage girl who is looking for love and affection. I know I can’t find that on here, but I’ve found a little bit of love. Who doesn’t want love? everyone goes through struggles, but not everyone becomes suicidal, and no one can understand that feeling unless they’ve gone through it themselves. I hate how people think they understand, but they have no fucking clue what it’s like.
Well there’s not much more to say, I mean really. My life is shit, it’s never gonna change. Ive always hated myself. What more is there to say? I’m a teenage girl, my best friend is planning to kill himself, and the guy that I love doesn’t want me anymore because I might start cutting again. My life is almost over, and I’m not even an adult. Funny, isn’t it?
I’m depressed again. So fucking depressed. My dad promised he would make my life as easy and simple as possible when we moved back to America, but it’s been hell. Nonstop work, devil cousins, more nonstop work, I wouldn’t even have time to cut myself if I was allowed to. My dad still makes me eat, and now I’m getting fat. And I hate myself even more. So soo much more. Why can’t he just fucking leave me alone?! And my sister still hates me for no reason. I’m so stressed about everything, sometimes I get heart attacks from it but no one cares. and […]
This is the part where I have to fight on my own.
When He ripped out my heart, now I’m dying alone.
The pain is unbearable, it’s beyond my control.
But it’s what I deserve, what I have to pay, this toll.
I tried to climb out of this living Hell, but Satan pulled me back down.
I wish I could just die, anything. loss of blood, hanging, or drown.
I can’t breathe anymore, and I’ve given up hope.
I want to keep myself busy, but I just can’t cope.
My sorrow suffocates me, while my maladies bury me alive.
And I sit around all day, just waiting to die.
I cry all night long, wondering […]
I had a big future ahead of me, not to brag or anything but I’m pretty smart for my age, and kind of attractive, awesome grades and stuff, good health, etc. then I got culture shock(in a foreign country). try living without any friends or social life for a year. I stopped taking my “happy” pills (they’re not exactly antidepressants)because they weren’t working. I went into a deep depression and tried to kill myself several times but I stopped like 2 months ago. I really miss cutting and burning my arm, its all my dad’s fault. he thinks he’s helping me, taking away things I love […]
what doesn’t kill me makes me wish it did. I stopped being afraid of the dark when I realized nothing is darker and scarier than the darkness inside me. some people are just born with sorrow in their blood, like me. and other people on this site. everyone has a choice, they can be happy whenever they want, even suicidal people. but it all depends on how you want to feel, what to do, to forgive and forget, to be happy or in pain. well for me it’s just all pain. maybe I’ll be happy again someday, but I’m not willing to change that right […]
I will not make it to my next birthday. I have thought about it a lot, and because of my depression I will always make people miserable. I want too much in life that I know will never be real. I will always be sullen and alone. so freaking alone. the only people I could talk to, my sister and 2 other friends, just left for the week to a different city for a mission trip. I can’t stop fucking crying. or burning, but I love burning. I am truly alone. I can’t socialize because I don’t know Spanish (I’m in a foreign country), I […]
Loneliness has enveloped me, trapped me in a cage of living hell, and wrapped my soul with misery.
I can’t really feel the tears running down my face anymore, I look in the mirror and wonder how long it was while I was crying.
I like the feel of the burning flames on my skin, slowly taking away my tears from this mental disease.
The beautiful glowing light shining next to my arm, making bright red stains for however long.
My body and mind is rotting away in this dark and endless emptiness.
I think I’m starting to enjoy being in this much agony and sorrow, even though I’m not […]
my heart is full of pure love, but the outside has been beaten and bruised over and over. I’m tired of this. I wanna get married and have kids, I wanna live and have fun. but this is merely a dream that will never be real. gonna try to commit suicide tonight, wish me luck:/
*On My Sleeve-Creed
*Self Inflicted-Smile Empty Soul
*45-Shinedown
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I don’t even know what he thinks about me anymore. I love him so much, but all I do is complain to him. every time I see he becomes friends with some really hot chick on fb, I get so jealous and heart broken, even though he said he still loves me, but I don’t think he truly does. not the way I love him. I don’t even know if they’re just his friends, but its crossed my mind that he likes one of them, they’re really hot girls. honestly he’s really handsome and strong, and there’s so many girls that like him. Im so […]
well my suicide will be by pills. I have researched for hours and stuff like that. I finally found the right mix of pills that will most likely kill me, I don’t know any other way, because pills are the only way I could do it. I’m too freaking lonely. sure, being alone is a good thing sometimes, but not every day of every year. I can’t socialize because of where I live, and it’s too hard trying to hold on. still need to write a few suicide notes, that’ll take a while though..
Sitting on my bed, bleeding on the inside, dying on the outside. Wearing black eye shadow, nails, hair, clothes. Listening to depressing music, crying my eyes out. Carving my knife deeper and deeper into my flesh, up my arm, watching the blood slowly slide down to my hand. It’s getting harder to breathe. Grab another bottle of pills and start to swallow, one, two… fifteen…twenty-one…. almost there, just a few more bottles…
Yesterday we went to the beach. I wish I could have drowned myself. I should have. One more chance, gone. When I was walking along the beach I thought my scars were pretty much healed, but when I looked over on them, they were just sitting there glittering in the sunlight. all those marks, letters, long nights of crying and cutting finally paid off. I don’t think my scars are going to completely go away anymore. These scars are a part of me. They are a part of my soul. each one reminds me of all the times I cried, all the times I failed […]
Once there was this guy I really liked, he hugged me before I had to leave. I would have hugged him longer, but dad was standing right there(this was like a year ago). ughh. anyway. he was so warm and I felt so safe in his arms, even though he didn’t know I liked him. I wish he could have held on to me forever. I’ll probably never feel that warm and safe again. I’m not gonna make it to my next birthday.
I’m sick of this. I can’t take it anymore. I’m lonely. I’m so damn lonely it’s going to kill me. I HATE BEING ALONE. I’m tired of crying my eyes out every minute of every day. I’m gonna take a bunch of sleeping pills before I go to bed. that obviously works for other people, it should work for me too.
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