So it seems that my dream is impossible

  February 3rd, 2011 by Nobody Today

So i go to this school where everyone’s white cept me.

They all come from doctors and lawyers.

Listen to music like Justin Bieber and Britney Spears.

I like soul and Chrisofer Drew.

So today the teacher asked me what we wanted to be.

White boy in the front: I want to be a doctor

White girl in the front: I want to be a therapist.

White boy in the middle: I want to be a pro basketball player.

Finally it’s me.

Me: I want to be a tattoo artist.

Snickers and stares.

Teacher calls my mom. Mom shouts at me.

“Do you think a girl like you could ever do something as dirty as that?”


“What’s so …

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I can’t take it…

  February 3rd, 2011 by Diamondonalandmine


I’ve been having a relatively good time, up until now.

To start off I would like to say I’m emo, both in the cutting way and I dress that way as of now.

I like this one guy (not my ex) and well lets just say he’s popular. I’ve like him since he first talked to me and well when he’s at school and with his friends he acts all weird but when its just the two of us he helps me with something I’m struggling on or we just talk.

So I don’t know what’s going on.

Another reason is I get called numerous things nowadays. The biggest …

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  January 27th, 2011 by Diamondonalandmine


 I am an odd child, I will admit.

I like things most people my age would never take an interest in.

I’m sorry I’m different.


A word which means abnormal, feared or even on good terms unique.

What’s the worst that I could say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight

A brillant song from a brillant band, I relate most of my life from songs like this.

They say the eyes are the windows to the soul, well how come no one can see the real me, buried beneath these layers of flesh? The real me that vanished.

I see you lying next to me
With words I …

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Look at that fucking failure

  January 26th, 2011 by MyChoice

Hello all,
I’m 18, male. I’ve been seriously considering suicide for well over a year now, I’m what you’d call a slacker I guess but I have reasons that I know my family will not understand… work seems like a waste of life, I have social anxiety also which is a major contributing factor, and because of that I isolate myself in my room most of the time. I’ve gotten into a habit of staying up all night and sleeping most of the day. I usually think about life and existence on this ridiculous planet to try and push myself towards actually ending it but …

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  January 25th, 2011 by godhatesus

Why does it feel like night today?
Something in here’s not right today
Why am I so uptight today?
Paranoia’s all I got left
I don’t know what stressed me first
Or how the pressure was fed
But I know just what it feels like
To have a voice in the back of my head
It’s like a face that I hold inside
A face that awakes when I close my eyes
A face that watches everytime I lie
A face that laughs everytime I fall
And watches everything
So, know that when it’s time to sink or swim
That the face inside is hearing me
Right underneath my skin

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  January 23rd, 2011 by Super_moon_child

Today started off as a great day until later tonight when my step brother text me… He had just recently gotten a cell phone and wanted my number so my step dad gave it to him. Big no no D: So my step brother was texting me and reviled that he had a “serious crush” on me. Could the night get any worse??

Not to be rude or anyhting but this kid is just not the one for me. >.< He’s rude, annoying, mean, and alot of other stuff.. I’m scared that this kid will try and rape me or something just as bad.. It’s safe …

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My plans to dissapear..

  January 15th, 2011 by homeisnowhere

Well i spent most of today thinking about suicide and how i would do it, from research i came to the conclusion i would use helium tank and an exit bag… though i am still thinking about it more in depth before i commit.

I guess you think about people who know you, family and how it will effect them, I have even thought of the song i want played at my funeral. I guess it really related to my life here are some lyrics..

This is my line, this is eternal
How did I ever end up here?
Discarnate, preternatural
My prayers to disappear
Absent of grace, marked as infernal
Ungranted …

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If you need someone to talk to or want to help others, read me.

  January 13th, 2011 by hollywood1919

I am not a psychologist, or a doctor, or a social worker, or any of that. But I’ve been through enough sh*t in my life to know what it’s like when you think you have nowhere else to turn, and you think it is time everything should end.

If you want advice, or just someone to talk to, I am here. You can also email me at cutecopper19@hotmail.com, or IM me on AIM: artzygrl1919.

If you would like to let others know that you are here and they can talk to you when they need help, comment on this and reply “I am here to talk and …

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  January 11th, 2011 by mimi

Hello. So, this is my 1st post here, but I’ve been lurking. You can skip down to the bottom, but, I just wrote a little bit of how I feel (with a mix of religion). It’s a kind of story, because I like writing them.
The music wasn’t meant to give peaceful ending; each beat from the song repetitively pounded against the walls of the house, but accompanying the music was the drumming of the bath’s faucet water against the surface of water held within the tub, and it created the perfect combination of noise and melody. With the close of the door, the music became

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Self-made … might break.

  January 10th, 2011 by unbreakable

never knows best

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Here I am Again

  January 9th, 2011 by akgirl


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Entry Two: The Smell of Bleach

  January 7th, 2011 by inbetweendays

Before I write the main meat of this entry. You should know somethings:

I have been diagnosed with depression, and anxiety problems. So we all know that. And i love my boyfriend more than anything.

I live with my boyfriend Joe he’s 22. I love him so much, we’ve been together for a year and a half now. He’s my first love and my first everything. We were actually engaged last Christmas. But this last summer he all of a sudden told me he didn’t love me anymore and slept with one of his friends from high school. We broke up for about 7 weeks. It turns …

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Entry One: Intro/Work

  January 7th, 2011 by inbetweendays

Forgive my abrupt periods, and short sentences. I’ve noticed it helps me to keep my thoughts together on here, since normally I can get very descriptive but then lose track.

I’m a 20 year old girl in college. I was going to a 4 year university. Fucked that up last semester by losing my scholarship. Going to community now and paying my own way. I want to work as a childcare provider. I love kids, I used to think I was a kid at heart, but now not so much.

I work at a terrible local bridal shop. It’s owned by …

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hi, i’m 24. jobless. destroyed marriage. total failure.

  January 7th, 2011 by malice

I can’t count the ultimatums I’ve given. He’s cheated. He’s lied. He lied LAST NIGHT. He drinks. He lies about drinking. He cheats. He beats me. And of course he plays it all down like it’s nothing. Now he’s in therapy. Too little too late. I’m dead inside. I don’t want to go back to my suffocatingly conservative and all-around selfish and rude family. they’re 3,000 miles away anyway. I never let friends get too close to me because my friendships usually end up working out as poorly as my marriage did. I can’t remember the last time i was happy…  I wanna say maybe age five through ten. When my little brother was still my little brother.

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38+ years without hope. How much longer must I endure this pain?

  January 7th, 2011 by blacknduglycaligirl

38+ years without hope. How much longer must I endure this pain?

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See you around

  January 4th, 2011 by goodbikroolwurld

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Tonight is It

  January 3rd, 2011 by benji

I’m young (15 years old), but I can’t handle anything anymore.  I’ve been diagnosed with chronic depression and put on medication which doesn’t help much, although I’ve switched medications almost ten times already.  I’m just tired of it.

So I’ve read into the exit bag method.  It looks promising, but I don’t have the helium or carbon monoxide readily available.  I do, however, have canned air.  I researched it, and even though it’s the opposite of helium (heavier than air rather than lighter), it makes you pass out, regardless, which is the point of the helium anyway.

Anyway, I’ve read about people failing because their body reacts, …

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Shes toxic bacteria

  January 3rd, 2011 by marlajade

[Natalie] Anything you wish to say at this very special moment?


[bleach the girl][a bleach bottle on an empty cabinet] [comatose[corrode[Clorox[low


peroxide. mechanical surveillance culture. misery butterfly. studio meds.

i think youre conceited[and i dont believe you do care]

next to you [they [sic] love you] in the mirror

in the bar. then outside. i fell into the trap. i am a child in playboy bunny …

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Greedy little shit

  January 2nd, 2011 by KlashingKamille

Im tired of all of these no offense, but really, jesus-freaks attacking me with i was ‘Put here for a reason, God loves you, Jesus made you….etc.’ I honestly do not care.

Yeah, i have family. yeah i have friends.
But whats eating me inside hurts me more than anything else could.

Its like heartbreak, jealousy, apathy, pain, impatience…everything that hurts put together into one.

I want to die, and i dont care who i hurt, because my grief inside is so much worse.
‘Its just a phase, every teen goes through it’ they say.
Well if i ever get the courage, ill prove you wrong.

Im a greedy, selfish, ugly, hateful …

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Dear Me,

  January 1st, 2011 by hollywood1919

you are fat. really, REALLY fat. You should just take a knife and cut it all off.

your makeup looks like shit, your hair is fucked up.

your boyfriend doesnt deserve you. he wastes his money on you.

the lights are on, but nobody is home. no wonder the only guys that have ever been interested in you were weirdos.

your family doesnt love you. the only person who ever loved you, your grandma, is long gone and dead.

your conception was a mistake, your mom would be better off without you.

you waste the money you earn on stupid shit: junk you wont use, clothes you will outgrow, food that

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