Shoush little chield, close your eyes
And dream of broken wings
As you cry your bigest fears
Hucabye chield your pulse is ending
making your wrists drowning in red
So go to sleep little chield
and go to a place were you cant feel anymore  pain
New school=New start, right?? WRONG. Â I started the year with a few great friends. Â We were going to be inseparable. Â and then these journal entries start again…..
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I am an epic failure at life.  I have no friends, no one to talk to and who will be there for all the scary parts of school. I have no guys who actually like me. I have no one and nothing. I am failing some of my classes.  I have no relationship with my dad or my sister. My mom can’t know half of what I do. I really just need to focus on school and getting to […]
I know it’s stupid to think about ways to die when I’ll never take the step that ends my life. Life can be miserable sometimes, but I still find myself more afraid of dying than I am of struggling through this hell I’m constantly in. I love my daughter too much to end my life, my parents and friends as well…
I cry myself to sleep just about every night…I can’t bring myself to self harm in any ways other than drinking excessively. I used to cut when I was about 14 or 15 I started on my thighs because I knew no one would […]
How do you ask for treatment? So much of what I hope people see — pain, constriction, sleep deprivation, innner agony, loss of interest in surroundings, absence of pleasue – they do not. Even doctors seem reluctant to understand the seriousness of my situation unless I literally announce I am killing myself in their presence. Yet, I have plans to do so, well thought out and extremely carefully developed and ready to be executed. Everyone is so busy with their other patients, their other lives, no one sees my anguish and my inner commitment to closure, once and for all. I […]
The Meaning of Life
I hate the world
I hate my life
My only friend
Is my trusty knife
The place of life
Is a world of pain
How long can you endure
We have nothing to gain
I have nothing to prove
And no one to blame
I just want to see
Who can win this game
The purpose of life
Is for us to live
People like me
Do not believe
Why are we still alive
Because we’re weak
That’s why people at school
Call me a freak
The rewards of life
I can never have
Not a lot of people have them
You can do the math
I want […]
its an idea ive been toying with for a while, am i the only one that talks to myself in my head? and gets answers? not like imaginary people or anything…? anyway ive wanted to have a proper convo with myself and i feel the need to write it out, here seemed like a good place, here goes nothing.
P: well this isnt weird at all, talking to yourself on a public forum, way to get all that exceptance you want you muppet.
c: well im not really talking to myself im talking to you, meah acceptance is over rated
p: i am you, […]
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Why ? I ask myself so many questions but I can’t find the answers. And each time I wake up, I only find myself so ugly in the mirror, I’m covered in mud and I can’t do anything. I’m not clever, neither shaped in a good way. The only thing I want is to help. “Who ?” you may ask, everyone. I wanna help anyone who truly needs it. I found it. I found her.
She’s the one I clearly want to help, I’d give her my life if I can, I know she’d use in a better way than me, but once again, it’s impossible. […]
Trying to decide on a date. I don’t want to do it too close to any of my son’s birthdays (they are all grown, 18, almost 21, 24). I’m thinking within this next week.
I’m suicidal and depressed, 37 years old female from Romania. If you want to talk, my Skype name is Madalina Schiopu.
My family makes me feel like my life is not worth anything, I just want to have a long and painful death.
…This changed my day…
…I hope it changes yours too…
I have tried suicide before but when I OD’d my body got all tingly and it hurt and the pain forced me to call for help. They said it was enough that I would have died had they not gotten to me in time so I know it would have worked. I want to do it again and finish the job this time but I’m scared that it will hurt again and ill have too much time to feel the pain and will call for help.
I would jump in front of a train but that would scar the conductor for life and I don’t want […]
I don’t know how we got there, but we were there, in my bed. Only a white sheet covering your gorgeous body, revealing a patch of chest hair, and my head on your shoulder; my “nook” as you called it.
Whether the light through my curtains signaled dawn or dusk, I couldn’t say, and it didn’t matter anyhow, because you were here with me again. Looking up at you, I asked for a kiss, it’d felt like forever since I’d kissed you, and […]
what happened to him.i was slept when that post was.i read it after i walkup.he really was funny hehe
It’s  strange. I feel guilty for even coming here. but I just need someone who will listen and understand. even though you’ve never seen me, or touched me… I have more faith in you than the actual people that have. I keep having these visions. I keep seeing my death as if it’s already happened. I’ve been on both sides of the fence. I’ve been my best friend. I’ve been my worst enemy. I’ve told myself that all of those religious people are just afraid. They’re afraid of not knowing. They’re so scared that they can never know what happens free death, even when they […]
Looks like ill have to resort to leaving posts and comments whenever I can.
I’ve recently concluded that I need to fight back harder with this failure to make enough money, and I have to keep trying harder and working harder to keep making more money to help my situation, but also to keep from feeling sorry about life and slipping into a depression about it all.
So I’m taking on a second job!
I started reaching out, starting with my closest option. I’ve really wanted to get back into the state legal medical cannabis industry, so I reached out to a local dispensary that […]
I am 35 you would think I would have grown out of this cutting shit. but apparently not. I have not done this in years and years and now all of a sudden I slice myself up. I decided that I wanted to do some self modification. I am so hurt so angry so mad…. I had told my husband that I was going to do self modification and do some scarification (a form of “body art”) and I decided to make myself look like a living Sally doll (from nightmare before Christmas) so I sliced lines all over my legs and cross hatching to […]
My family begang to talk shit about me, my friends meake me bleed. I feel all alone and depresed. I haven eat well for 3 weeks everytime I eat something I just wanna trough it up. Â I feel also sick.