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i love cutting… my cuts just healed… i love cutting at the right emotional moment… the sting… the burn… the way it feels when i run my fingers over the welts they leave… you see when i cut i like to cut on inside of my arms.. with a serrated knife… just under the dermal layer of skin… i avoid cutting muscle at all… skin will heal with no long term effects… muscle scars and you have issues later in life…. i would make about 50 2 inch cuts across my arm, then take a handful of rubbing alcohol and rub it in… fuxty fux […]
It was in November right after Halloween. I had just gotten home from my soccer tournament and got on Facebook of course like a normal teenager woul do. I was looking through my newsfeed and saw this picture that was drawn then uploaded, and the person that uploaded it happened to be the girl that used to be my bestfriend but some things happened and at this point she hated me. I clicked on the picture to see what it was and it had this girl, a soccerball at her feet, and then zits all over her face, it showed that she had a […]
Life sucks. Why do bad things always happen to good people? I am a good person. I have ALWAYS had it hard. My mom was a psycho who abused me and the courts did nothing until I was 15 and by then what was the point? I had my first daughter when I was 17 and got married early and had a family by the time I was old enough to drive. I’ve always struggled but managed to somehow scrape by.
Things have always been rough but I’ve hung in there and just clung on to some kind of hope. I’ve busted my butt and been […]
Hi guys, I’ve missed you
I need a bit of help
I’m happy right, but I want to cut so badly. Like, I keep biting myself to stop me cutting
I’d cut right now if I could. But I’m going on holiday monday and my scars are still everywhere
& I don’t want my new boyfriend knowing about them, because by the time things get intimate and he has a reason to see my arms without clothes on hopefully they will have faded
Urghhhhhh I want to fucking cut.
please help.
If anybody feels like they don’t have anyone to talk to email me. Im a 16 almost 17 year old girl who’s just trying to find her place in this world.
brokenburden94athotmaildotcom
well,i have been lonely for almost 4years now, actually i like this life..u know ever since i became lonely i started to love the nature.. which makes me feel so good..wish i can live in a forest..but i cant… i don’t believe in humans at all, i had many bad experiences, u know people let down others so easily, it could be your family, friends.but im pretty sure people who come to this site aren’t bad..i like to be your friend.. if u interested mail me s.tck40@yahoo.com im not looking a friend to stays for some days.. i need a friend who like to be […]
I woke up still drunk from the night before. I was wearing my coworker’s name tag on the shirt I’d worn the day before and wasn’t wearing much else. “Oh, great, not again.” I didn’t remember much past nine p.m. the night before, but I know I’d eaten fish tacos. I was supposed to be at work within the hour and I knew the day was going to be hell.
It was eight a.m. and I was still drunk. The bad kind of drunk that didn’t feel good. But no kind of drunk was really […]
It’s been pointed out that if you’ve sat though over a half a movie and it’s sucked the whole time, the chances are it’s not going to get any better right before the end…
Well, I’m now 42. I’ve battled depression nearly as far back as I can remember. Two suicide attempts previously, tried anti-depressants and therapy on a couple of occassions (different therapists each time)Â which I will never try again. I always left feeling like a walking raw nerve, more depressed than before the session and even extremely agitated. Never again.
So now I have no job, no job prospects as I am completely unqualified […]
Peace was stolen from me and life was forced upon me Jan 13th 1972… The result of a lunchtime accident… My Dad was in a popular band and a mean drunk’n drug addicted ass. My mom was a doormat… The molestation began when I was 4 and went on for several years by a family friend… I was a child porn star… I remember running around my dads parties drink the drinks people would leave unattended… I took my first hit of weed in kindergarten… I had 2 older brothers.. My dad would beat us with jump ropes, fists and bang our heads together or […]
Blank blank blank, is all that I see everywhere. No point of anything. Just a repeated cycle that goes on and goes on til the end of everything. Exsisting?, what does it mean? How does it feel to not exsist? There is no meaning to anything anymore, nothing nothing nothing at alll.
im damion ive had a problem with meth and heroin since i was 12 im 16 now and finally sober for over 100 days but the drugs left me in a horrible depression and i have girl troubles i think really bad about my self and i have been thinking that suicide seems like a great option lately i cant get it out of my head and it sucks many of my friends have overdosed and died because of drugs and it hurts the drugs numbed that hurt but now im feeling it and i sucks i know i should just deal with it but […]
I feel like shit all the time. Â My back hurts all of the time, and for the past few days my stomachs been sick and I feel like I’m gonna vomit everywhere.
Besides that I have to go register at school tomorrow and try and fix my schedule so I dont have to take a floral design class. Â I dont look forward to this school year, Im just going to have to be around (for the most part) stupid fucking rednecks.
And every year before school I tell myself something might get better, maybe a new girl might move here and she might like me, but I […]
I keep trying to write a post on here, but nothing ever seems to come out right.
I’ve been deteriorating rapidly–Friday I got in an argument with my mom, and I went to the kitchen to grab a lighter and burn myself like I do sometimes–but then I heard the garage opening, meaning my dad was home–so I put the lighter in my pocket and grabbed a knife, did what I needed to do, and placed it in the sink and ran up to my room before he saw that I was awake. I have three gashes on my left calf, and two on my left […]
its been a couple of months since i last wrote something, i wish i could say im better but i am worse. i went on a two week vacation in july. .I had a great time, i met a guy, i fell in love with him, but i cant be with him. im back home with my mom and stepdad. The first week back was hell, everytime i turned around i was being bitched at for no reason. I finally got fed up, i took the box knife that was just sitting there out in the open the blade was glinting in the light,i took […]
I am 17 years old and a lesbian. I have to deal with religious assholes saying I’ll burn in hell and adults who assume I’m some kind of pervert. I don’t understand how a drug addict who beats his wife (but goes to church) can go to heaven (“cuz the poor dear can’t control himself”) but I get to rot in hell for falling in love with another girl.
At home I’m in the closet, if I came out to my family my dad would probably kill me(and I don’t mean figuratively). My dad is extremely homophobic, and has that “God hates fags” attitude. […]
I am 19, I have always been bright and good looking and have never been socially rejected throughout my life i have attended parties enjoyed social occasions and loved spending time with friends. However, inside of me i have always felt alone and weird. i feel like nobody really likes me, and looking at my behavior over the years i’m not surprised as to why. I have bitched about friends behind their backs, lied, been confrontational when drunk and agressive to those who care about me. i never know why, i always feel like there is no point in living, i dont feel alive. i […]
I hate the truth.I never want to have to face it.I know I’m depressed,I know I cry for no reason.I can’t enjoy the things I used with sadness.I think I was born to die.So as of now I have a week and 3 days to live
Im 23 now and I tried to kill myself when I was 20 years old on July 30 2008. It was a Wednesday and I had just got home from fishing with my friend. I’m going to give a little background of me so you can get an idea of why I would do such a thing, and you can decide for yourself whether its worth it… My entire life, ever since I can remember, my mother had been extremely abusive. At age 3 getting beaten and thrown down the stairs of  our 4 floor house was a regular. She had ways of putting fear […]
The help from people is very pain emotionally. I dont get why they would even want to try. Its pointless and a waste of time. It pisses me off at times when people do try to help. Although i was looking for it before, but know i just dont want it. Its like a scare emotion inflicted on your skin. I just want to die so i dont have to worry about life anymore. That i dont need people helping me out anymore. Only one thing is holding me back from offinf myself. I dont know what he sees in me anymore. I dont want […]