We’re all here for the same reason. But if you look at those words again…..

We’re all here

Why? We don’t WANT to be here. But there’s something holding us back. Is it each other? We found each other for a reason. Do you see how we’re helping each other. Maybe it’s each other that we’re holding on to. We don’t know who we are, and we don’t know our full story. But we know that we care and we know we trust. And maybe that’s just enough to hold us, just for a little while longer.

I’m 15 and my life is over. I feel insane. I can’t really feel happiness anymore. I know it’s there, but it’s like a butterfly with crumpled wings. It will die. Just like me. I just feel violent and terrified like a weasel trapped in a wire cage. I just wanna fight my way out of this life, but there’s no one to fight but myself. So all I really want to do right now is hang myself.

vent art

I’m a writer, not officialy since i’m only sixteen, but i consider my self that way. I’m a writer and that is the only only reason that can explain how i confused all my doctors and counselors.

Writing is the only thing that make feel alive for a while, and it does it because i’m creating a whole new storie, sometimes stories of what i wish it was or the truth with some make up and fantasies. I can tell stories since i have memory, i’m a bad lier with little things but my complete life is my best and bigger lie, so much that sometimes […]

I wrote this when I was in the psych hospital for my roommate, the strongest, most amazing person I’ve ever met. She was truly amazing and showed me what I means to be a true fighter.

These precarious murmurs
Fill the empty hallways
Souls half-dead, unmurdered
Yet lifeless in their furies

So below degradation
Embracing damnation
So consumed by temptation
Denying incarceration

This is the honorless end
Hopeless purgatory
Half-effort to pretend
Unwritten, unheard stories

Yet there are those most blackened
Immense weight ne’er slackened
Rise above the internal fray
Awaiting that far-off day

When dark demons do not call
Pure light finally ruling
Not entrapped in eternal fall
But […]

I sit alone, all alone talking to myself with each music note playing in the backround . I just need somebody to say its okay im here and never think of leavin me. I wish the child hood I had was perfect but it wasnt it was only me crying with marks to prove it, to prove that this is the start of my lonely life, my sorrow. :/

I haven’t been on this site for a while, I don’t think many people paid attention to the few things I did write a while back, but if they did, thank you[:

I just reread the things I wrote, and I remember all the thoughts and feelings I had. I’m glad to say they are gone [:
I talked about my bestfriend once or twice in them. We went through this whole fighting and not talking thing for a little while there, now, he’s living with me, and we are dating 😀 I now know, he saved me. That one kid saved my whole life, and […]

Hey guys,
The last time i post on this site was thursday i think. I was trying to make a fresh start but things kinda changed the next day when a girl from my school died from a burst appendix. Today i was at her funeral and it was very sad. She did’nt have many friends sadly and was an only child i could hardly keep my tears away today at the funeral. Why was’nt it me? since i want to die.
I did’nt even know her well but i was still depressed as it should’ve been me and she did’nt deserve to die […]

younever know….

still alive drunk….france shit!

My ex-boyfriend committed suicide in 2010.  I met my husband in 2011, and we got married a few months later.  Everything was really great, and still is most of the time.  A few months after we got married, he started getting really upset over my ex and his suicide.  (He and I had 3 children together by the way.)   He gets REALLY, REALLY mad if he finds any old pictures of my kids dad… to the point of him ripping them up and throwing them away.  He always asks me if I loved him, and if I miss him.

It is REALLY emotionally stressful.  Anytime he brings it up, […]

Thing about it: You had to have been given a mind, a thought pattern, personality, a unique body, something that defines you as YOU.

Everything you’ve ever done, I think you were destined for, the good, the mistakes,…

If you really think about it, If you were anyone one else, you would have their mind, you would feel what they feel, maybe you would have their spirit.

If any given person transformed into you, my guess is they would act the exact same, in that body.

My point is: You really have no control over who you are, how you think, so this is a reason why you shouldn’t […]

This is all bull shit. Life in general is bull shit. I had the worst weekend ever and all I got out of it is that life is bull shit. I was tackled to the floor by my parents, I ran away from home, and was threatened to have the cops called on me. All for nothing. My family doesn’t understand me. They understand what I do. I’m soo sick and tired of all this. I’m tired of waking up everyday feeling the same old way and being able to do nothing about it.

I tried killing myself this weekend. Tried hanging myself for the first […]

hey world …. hey people .. hey life ? ..
34 years old female from the uk  – long term mental health problems
( depersonalisation , derealization  , dissociation   ,depression * hey whats with all the friggen d’s ? )
anxiety , blah de blah blah – yeah i know im boring you  *sigh*..
to cut a long story short …. ive come to a point in my life where i feel i have no other choice but to give up , everything i try to do DOESNT  and everyones lives ive come into contact with ive fckd up ! .. im […]