I am questioning my worth because I caused my only person I care about so much pain that she will never have me again… I understand that but would wish that she would just see my pain and change her mind and let me back in. I know it never will happen but still I have hope because I can’t take another year without her… I am dead inside and out, it’s just going to take a while until I don’t care if I break my last promise to her.
I’m still here sadly, the girl I love hates me, my family I chose has turned against me, my very existence is just one big lie. I’m not able to eat, I’m not able to feel, my heart and mind are at peace because I’ve come to accept that I shall die in a fire fit for a Viking or I shall die from a bullet through my skull. Which one is the suicide? Which one is the homicide? In truth, it’s all suicide and the homicide is simply to get someone to help me break my promise I made all those year so ago. […]
Just one question to anyone who reads this. Am I the only one who sees this world as not beautiful with us on it? I think if every human was gone this world could be beautiful again…
I’m different now, my heart beats for no one no emotion… I feel nothing but the annoyance of this world… I couldn’t die I was found with over two months of meds in my stomach they pumped them out… After a week they let me go of course I’m watched but… No one knows… The me that was hurt… The me that was weak, bullied, destroyed every way possible… Has returned the hunter… I don’t want my life for me… I want to take back what millions have lost… Millions commit suicide every year… I will take back the lives we lose… I don’t care […]
By the rules of society I’m the definition of evil… I want people dead I want myself dead… I want this world to burn away… But only because of the torment me and countless others go through daily… And I’m reminded of how the true monsters are on the other side of the websites, the texts, the notes, the rumors, everything… It’s sad watching others be hurt like that… I’ve gotten used to it but even I lay here everyday and think of how nice the sweet release of death would be… So I’m here to say it’s too hard for me… Soon probably I’ll […]
I lay here all night and morning till the sun comes up. The light hurts my eyes now I’m so used to being alone in the dark and enjoying the quiet that I hate so much. It’s not that I like being alone it’s all I’m used to. How do you go about changing that? Make friends, get into a relationship, go outside and live a little? I can’t anymore, I’ve lost my connection with the rest of society it’s just me, my bed, and my thoughts. I don’t even want it to go away anymore I just want it to be quiet forever. I […]
I am new to talking about my emotions… I guess a little about me. I’m 18 years old I’m a male. I’m tired of everything I go through. I’m emotionally tired and scarred, physically I put a smile and positive attitude on my face… But inside I’m just trying to find the point of getting up anymore. I don’t need to get up I suppose. Anyone want to try to show me a reason?