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first, you really need to use Firefox browser to fully appreciate the web page I set up explaining what Facebook could do.

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So I have like these 2 groups of  so called friends at my university. im  a sophmore and i have a long way to finishing school. and one group consists of two girls, and the other one of like ten people mostlyt guys, whom last year ive been friends with em . but now like thigns changed beacuase of me and basically they hate me casue im with the other chicks.. and its my fault. and on the other hand im too deppressed with some personal and family issues which makes me not want to talk in schholl. or do that well. i dont feel motivated… hate the […]

I don’t know what to do anymore. I’m stuck in my past and it’s ripping me apart. I don’t have anyone I can talk to or trust. I feel like if I don’t tell anyone about what I’m struggling with then I’ll suffocate. I’m so sorry for posting this but I just can’t do this alone anymore.

I’m in my last year of High School. I have been bullied since Grade 4, but the bullying didn’t get really bad until Grade 7 (Junior High). I’ve had bottles, dirty socks, money/coins, bags, food, paper, just about anything you can think of, thrown at me. I’ve been called […]

I know I’m 14 years old, and I’m young, but I can’t help but be fascinated by the idea of drinking myself to death. It’d be awesome. What a nice way to die with some alcohol and then just falling asleep and never waking up again. Maybe then someone would care about me, because I know for sure that nobody does now…

Who do I tell? Everyone has their own fallouts, their own personal tragedies to battle with. Even the ones that don’t have cracks in their windshields have no mileage on their speedometer; they haven’t the time to slow down and pick up a hitchhiker. It’s understandable. I can’t truly decide whether I could stand to let myself be carried along anyway, becoming the problem in someone else’s existence. The bump in the road that needs to be filled in, poured up with concrete until it is as smooth and solid as they go. It never seems like it is out of choice, and when it […]

So my boyfriend thought it’d be cute to smoke weed in school on Tuesday. & then Wednesday he got caught messing with a bowl, then they searched him & found spike. So now he’s suspended for five days, 3-5 pass, a formal hearing here they’ll probably kick him out of school & drug rehabilitation..this sucks..

I’ve never been bullied before as much as i do now . what did I do to that it’s ok to hurt me. I am already hurting emotionally, good job for making it even harder. This guy always shakes me or touches my hair or my face. Yeah I laugh to make myself feel better. But I just want to cry and makes me feel pathetic that I can’t just make him stop. Usually when he would do something to me I would tell him stop (even though he doesn’t) but this time I didn’t say anything. It happened. I just wanted to cry and […]

I love this website and I’m glad I found it. You guys are really nice and caring. Even though I don’t talk to you guys as much, I read your comments and posts. I like to hear that I’m not alone. it feels nice at times that I can actually say what I wanna say without being embarrassed. Thank you for making me feel welcomed for once.

The cutting is my friend.
But it’s not a healthy friend.
It’s a sick friend… just like me.
So much for quitting…

A guy told me first semester that I was perfect.
I wish I would have told him then how wrong he is.
I’m not, in the least bit, perfect.
I am screwed up.
I’ve screwed up.
My brain’s a mess.
Do people really notice that right now I’m faking it until I make it?
I’m cutting again.
But this time, nobody will find out.
I’m keeping it a secret.
I want to keep it a secret.
I hate that anybody ever found out.
It was a terrible idea that anyone found anything.
I should have never let the razor slip and then I had to […]

I said: “Everyone has problems.”

You said: “You don’t. Your life is perfect.”

I didn’t argue.

But I did come on here right after you left and started writing this whilst inside me everything’s all jumbled up and messy and broken.

We all have our problems, okay. I might not have a horrible home life like you. I might not have been through the same things as you. But let me promise you: I have plenty of problems.

Yes, I have what looks like the perfect life- loving family, nice house, plenty of money etc. And I do actually have all of those things. My parents raised me perfectly and I […]

I tried to kill myself two nights ago. Not seriously, I suppose.

I got preposterously drunk and slit my wrists. But I woke up, and now I’m not so sure if I’m alive or not.

This is a test, sort of. A form of existential validation, my fingerprint against the window.

So don’t say that you love me. Don’t hold me.

I’m an alcoholic. I’m lonely as fuck. I don’t have a job. I barely have a mind.

My mum tried to drown me in the bath when I was a kid. My dad left when I was six. But I’ve never seen war, I’ve never lost a limb or […]

I don’t expect anyone to listen or care, i just need someone to vent to and if it happens to be stranger so be it, Nothing will change.

I was disgnoed with evre depression and aniexty in oct.2011, they started me on medication, but none of it make me feel that this is all still worth it, why do i ever have to try to feel happy, i don’t perever feelings, they just eat at me inside untill,my body starts to shake with uncontrollble force, forcing back the tears in public and silence of my mouth, doesn’t stop the soiltary inside me.These though consume me and […]

Well, last night I very nearly got talked outta it without the person even realising just what they had achieved, just a friend however their words made a big difference. Actually I did get talked outta enough to actually think about having a party sunday afternoon. Today however has just shown that staying is just a dream really, this world is something I really do not want to be a part of. As the clock ticks down I am hoping to see a really good friend tommorow for drinks, and then I have done everything I want to do.

I still need to get my living […]

Is it sad that at 23 I have tired to kill myself twice…but  to no avail.

This is not a judgement on anyone’s life or lifestyle. 

I have noticed how the pro-life people always say that suicide is a selfsh act because it will hurt people who are left behind. Or maybe it will leave certain responsibilities unfinished or undone.   This is true to an extent.  What they are saying is that others lives and comfort matter more than yours on all levels and you should bear suffering and responsibility for the sake of others in your life.  Except for a little personal pleasure that you should seek out meaning by serving others.  It is a vlaid viewpoint.

There are people all over […]

Answer: Being depressed AND sleep deprived..oh well anybody want to talk?

So, here is my (quick) history:

I met a girl on the internet, via a social network. We talked a lot and decided to meet in person. We kissed and we did swear love forever to each other.  She lives ~250km from me, btw. We have been together since then, 4 years now.

A few months ago, we started to fight very often, everyday. We broke up a couple of month ago, but I came after her to try to reunite us again, like we used to. Well, it worked…for a while.

Like my title says, for now, I can’t have both. Though you guys may say that […]

It has almost been seven years since you were taken away from me. Every holiday, especially Mother’s Day, your birthday, and the anniversary are particularly hard for me. However, what is killing me is that I cannot remember how your voice sounded, how you smelled, whether your hands were soft or rough, how it felt to be hugged by you. With every passing day your memory gets fuzzier. And I am in so much pain because I have had to grow up without you surrounded by people who do not appreciate their own mothers. I hate how people make passing comments about “my mom” without […]