My fucking butt hole bled all over the place
im new to this website, actually i dont have any suicidal intention ,yet im really in need to leave this world to somewhere better ,somewhere i wont see any humans .things are really getting bad evry year no progress in any side in my life .its been like 6 years now ,evryday i wake up i just wonder why do i have to go through all of this pain ,every day pass without me not crying and feeling helpless ,im not thinking of suicide at all because i beleive in my relegion .i cant see anything good on this earth everything depress me ,im so […]
I’m that guy that lost his girl in a car accident. I’m that guy that promised to write a book.
I had already given up on life and writing that book was my last little hope that clung me onto life. And you know what… I have failed. My 200 days are nearly over and haven’t been able to finish that damn stupid thing.
It was my last goal. That’s what life is all about! Having a goal. I’m a real thinker. I keep overthinking, rethinking and placing myself in differed perspectives. And having a goal is what keeps us here, no matter how crazy it is. Want […]
I dont know if your ever going to read this, or even see this. but here are somethings i never got the chance to tell you, or didn’t tell you enough.
I adore you. thats as simple as i can put it. i adore you.
You inspire me. to be a better person, and do more with my life. if it wasnt for you i wouldn’t keep reaching for more. i wanted to give you a good life, and i wanted you to be proud of me. i wanted to make you happy.
I respect you. You’re the first person I think of when I want a serious […]
2 phone calls
2 messages on Facebook
0 smiles
0 happy thoughts
1000 tears
1 “present”
10 hours thinking about suicide methods
15 minutes faking happiness
1 new mental scar
Can anyone imagine a nicer birthday? I wonder why they don’t have a category “I Won’t Survive” for posts on SP.
people should have right to end their lives and those who help them should be free from prosecution
–Stephen hawking
Most happiest thing that can happen to my life is suicide but it should be like a sleep or a zero pain pill…
We humans do any thing make our lives easier, we have roads, vehicles, restaurants, pubs and sp why not a legal assistance for suicide ?
Each one of you is precious.
You cannot be replaced. Â No one else is like you, nor can anyone take your place.
You were knit together in your mother’s womb with love.
YOU ARE LOVED!
Yes, I mean YOU.
The only thing saving us from suicide is PAIN, let’s face it.
If we could just push an “off” button to stop living, ¿would anyone be able to resist?
To kill ourselves is WAY to uncomfortable, that’s why we keep living.
I’m just alone. That’s it. You think that you’re getting better but then the littlest of things happen which hurt. And y0u don’t know why it hurts because it shouldn’t and it hasn’t in the past.
Try to make friends. Try to find out how to mix with people. Since when does it matter if people don’t like you for being alive? I’m just the aquatint if someone that I call a friend is out of company. Other than that, people don’t want to know me. It seems that potential friends are interested in you so long as you’re interesting. Then they find a way to ‘fix’ you to their liking. […]
and then I just pout the booty out
Get a big ass smiley face tattooed on my face to get my parents mad
I feel so numb. I’m neither dead nor alive…I’m just here, a presence as thin as air. I actually wondered today if people can see through me.
I have to read and write a couple pages of feedback for my peers’ scripts. I’m so tired. Exhausted. I can’t feel my own hands and yet they’re typing. I can’t scowl, I can’t frown, I can’t smile or laugh hysterically at how petty I’m being. And to read and analyze and contribute to a bunch of scripts when I can’t feel anything is asking….for a lot, at the moment. I can’t even read; I stop every couple […]
to 245 to 167 in one year and nobody will talk about my weight loss except for people from school gym lady and etc but not my dad or sister nope
i cut myself too deep today. took an hour before i could stop the bleeding, still feel weird and tingly. so, good thing is now i know what to do, but still feels pretty good
I’ve been out of school for a bit, partly because of Winter Break and the fact that it was too cold, but anyway I just wanted to write a letter to anyone really. Just to get my feelings out there. Now I know I’ve been posting a lot tonight, but right now its my only escape.
Dear….,
Hai. Today was an okay day. Tomorrow I’m not so sure about tomorrow. School is starting again and I’m nervous. The images have gotten worse. So have the panic attacks, but I guess its okay. No one wants to know about that. Well no one really asks how I am… […]
Night before school and I am crying to the bf that I don’t want go , he doesn’t seem to understand how it feel to have no friends or how it feel to lock away in the bathroom cry your eyes just to come and show a fake smile , I’m just the freak at school no matter which school I go why can’t I just be homeschooled again why do I have to go tomorrow oh flipping well better practice my fake smiles happiness never lasts goodnight all sweet dreams.
Do I matter? Do my feelings matter? Do my thoughts matter? Does it matter that I want to cut, but I can’t? I have good days, but I have mostly bad days. Does it matter that I fake through bad days? Does it matter that I can’t break anything so soon I’ll break myself? Does it matter that I smile no more, except for fake smiles? Does it matter that I don’t care about myself? I know I’ve only been here for a day or two, but does it matter that I want to through myself into a dark abyss of nothing? I don’t know […]
All around
There’s smiles
All around
There’s laughter
All around
There’s twinkling eyes
All around
There’s happiness
I do not smile
Instead I scream in pain
I do not laugh
Instead I yell out, but no one hears me
I do not have twinkling eyes
Instead I have crying eyes
I do not have happiness
Instead I have pain
Hi,
My name is Anton and i’m 13 years old. I live in Sweden and i’m here because i don’t feel like living anymore.. My girlfriend broke up with me not long ago and shes just a person that i’m never going to be able to forget. I cry myself to sleep every night and thinking should my life ene here or is there still hope..school isn’t going good for me.. I cry all night. I fall asleep around 04:30 AM and wake up 06:00 AM. I would sacrefise myself for her.. I wrote two songs and i would do anything for her.. Both of […]
How can a mind be so full and feel so empty? I am at a loss. I sit here before the internet, which banks a great wealth of humanity’s knowledge. I have a notebook full of notes and deductions and musings on this, both of my own and other trusted authorities and sources. I have read notes of the successful. I have watched videos. Seen documentaries. Read posts on here. Studied any sort of research on the subject I can find. Yet I am still left with one unanswered question: how does one logic himself to death?
I know that reason is the key to conquering […]