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Why are you here in my head again? I was feeling so good for a minute. I can’t even complain about what you do to me. I do it to myself. You are making life so hard. There is so much bad in this world already. Can’t we just bring a little bit of good into it? Please Mr. MM, I need you to go back to sitting in your corner. There are things I still need to do. Creatures I still need to care for. I really don’t want to want to die anymore. I’m so tired Mr. MM. I don’t know […]

Let this blood soak in my hands

I’ll take the blade and place it to my neck

How simple is that

Everything is fine, isn’t it?

All it is is anxiety

Or is it?

Let me drown in the blood of my body

What a better way to go

The bones of my mind ache

Emotions are too hard to handle

I know I’m messed up

So what?

Who cares if I understand myself or not

It’s not gonna help

Nothing did

No blade, no person, not the forcing down of emotions

Nothing’s worked.

Who cares?

I need to say something

I need it to make sense

It hasn’t.

I can’t tell if I’m in fantasy or reality

And no one around me knows either?

Who cares?

All of […]

I wonder, does anyone write letters anymore. It’s beautiful…writing a letter. Conveying your emotions and thoughts on a piece of  paper, engraving them forever, and sending them to a beloved person. I wish, that when I find my significant other I can share this with them. It’s sad, how no one writes letters anymore. I wish that people would start doing it again…

I want to hold a baseball bat and just start breaking things. I want to throw whatever my hands reach, I want to hear glass breaking on the floor. I want to scream so loud.

There’s too much anger in me and nothing google says works. Articles just say to redirect your anger do other stuff, just breathe and relax. That’s bs it doesn’t work at all. I don’t think it works that way.

I am mad at my dad for not paying for my bills. He doesn’t care if I die even if this brain tumor gets worse until it kills me. I am […]

I had a dream last night. I can’t remember the full details, but I remember spending a lot of time with a girl in it. I can’t really remember her face, but she was a bit shorter than me and she had longish hair. Those are the only features I can remember from her. We spent our time just doing menial stuff like buying snacks from the gas station and riding a bus. I really felt like she wanted to be there with me. Like she cared about me. I remember looking at her and she had really […]

Oh, my… Do they ever diagnose you straight? I am diagnosed with SO many fuckin’ shit by different doctors. Like, what is wrong with me???!!!

Is anyone else suffering completely alone? I have alienated everyone who cared about me and I’m on the precipice. There is a tiny glimmer of hope I am holding onto but I fear it is only a matter of time before it is extinguished and I will fall into the pit of absolute despair. Anxiety is consuming me daily and nightly to the point I feel physically ill. I am constantly swaying between trying to be strong and hold on, and feeling completely hopeless and forsaken. I have no support system and I can’t cope with how I am feeling. I am terrified to live […]

i died for you

I’m tired of my life, I’m struggling

I just don’t want to be a part of it.

It doesn’t make sense for me to want to die. That’s why I don’t believe anything can help me change that desire. I’m tied up in this existence for now, but one day I’ll be free to go.

I don’t hate myself for forgetting. I hate myself for not making the memory in the first place. I was too busy…. Being me I guess. I’m sorry

If im not useful then i should die
This is the right thing to do
That is the wrong thing to do
Right and wrong

Im going to die anyway
There is no right and wrong for me anymore
I hate you
I hate you so much

i want to die

This is my mind’s way of never finding happiness. Robbing precious moments of joy when it should be mine. Always living in a high stressed mood always nervous about the uncertainty in my life. Always wondering what struggle will i face. Anxiety of the next challenge life will give me. Always trying to adapt to survive. Condtioning to the state of this world, to make a living. Always missing my family that has died, wishing i could fix my relationships with my parents. Wish i could fix the things of the past i regret. Regretting make dumb@$$ decisions. But i have learn […]

Hypothetically let’s just say that we know 100% that GODS aren’t real and we dont get punished for committing suicide.

My QUESTION is this: Would more people kill themselfs, without grief and guilt if they knew they wouldnt suffer for it later?

I think ALOT of people would. I mean Alot.

What do you think?