3Â wise men. Where are ate.????
My story really starts out when I was about 7 years old. I didn’t discover this fact about me till the past few weeks. I was touched by my grandfather. He use to tickle me but I never wanted to think him tickling me was bad. It all use to always be bad dreams until a week ago. We I was in the hospital I started thinking about my dreams. And the dream was always my grandfather would tickle me but stick his hand down my pants and so on. My grandma would always tell him to stop. But I never wanted to think it […]
 i have a story tht needs and deserves to be told….
a kid knew pretty well died of heart failure. me and a few others were pretty upset.and then i looked over and saw someone saving his seat. “oh dont sit here. chris is dead now.” i wanted to knock tht kid out! he’d bullied chris everyday! from “FAT ASS!” “LARD ASS!” “WHERES UR BRA CHRIS?!” tht kid was such an ass! so i stood up and punched him in the fucking face. fuck my suspension. atleast i broke the fuck faces mouth:)
i dont know where tht came from, but it seemed relevant….when i die tho, i […]
The first movie I ever saw that actually dealt with depression and helped me understand that I was not alone. This clip still kills me after over 20 years.Ordinary People crisis scene
My therapist sent me to a hospital for being “off the chart high risk suicidal”. So I spent a week there, got transfered to an adoloescent psych ward at another hospital and stayed for 3 weeks there. They put me on an antidepressant that doesn’t do anything
What a waste of time. Also my mom kicked me out once I got discharged… I need to switch high schools as im living in another city with my dad now.. I’m ending it soon
(╯°□°）╯︵ â”»â”â”» *flips table in rage*
┬──┬ ノ( ゜-゜ノ) *puts it back*
thought i might share it with you guys c:
Is it just me or is Christmas the most depressing time of the year??
So I think, I’ll just bash my head against the wall. See what they do. See if my school calls me crazy. See if anyone tries to stop me. Why not?
Last week I just broke their computer. They were still nice to me. They didn’t care. This week I’ll break myself. See if they still care.
Thought it might explain a few things if I posted it…
You wanted a long email…
So I’ll write you one. But it won’t be a good one. I’ll tell you everything. I’ll tell you why I can’t talk to you, why I feel the need, to make it seem like I’m dead. Why I hate myself so much. Why I want to die.
I’m too much of a burden. Maybe you don’t think so, but you don’t get it. You can’t feel the guilt I feel. You don’t know how unhappy I am right now. It’s not just sad. It’s worse than sad. You can’t understand it. […]
Who is gonna last another year.
I dunno if i can bare it
I love the though of dying. The thought of suicide no longer makes me sad or uncomfortable… I don’t think about committing suicide by taking pills now… I think of cutting my wrists and watching the blood drain from my body. Thinking about it brings a smile to my face. I wish I could do it… But harley would be destroyed… I love the thought of dying… I now know why I cut, I can’t handle being upset in any way… Its almost like a punishment for feeling upset plus I like watching the blood erupt out of the slice I make in my skin. […]
wow the nigth the dead silence except the rain beating the windows in the blackness and i cnat sleep and all i do is dwell on the past and then i get up and cut myself take some nightquill try to sleep and stiull cna its bullshit i just want to fucking die and i dont have the balls enough to kill myself but dman if i dont think aobut it everyday well ig euss ile be tired tomorrow fuck this life
Rogue Shadow.
Considered a demon, but just a living shadow. He has many similarities to Nathan. He’s a shadow, no one sees him. He makes no noise when he creePs. People fear what kind of fucked up head he has. And maybe they are evil. They do always show their crazy side at midnight, esPecially on full moons…
Mr_Sebastior: I always enjoyed speaking to you. How crazy have your thoughts been?
Javier: The satanist phase, want to explain what exactly a satanist believes and whatnot.
SP Admin.: Don’t mind this post, I’m not a harm to myself or others… Yet.
Jamiejajamie: If you were to read […]
i get up without fully awakening
unsure of how to stay
by the minutes i can only fade
the taste in my mouth
always different than the last
an unfamiliar world
but somehow same in contrast
familiar in the way it looks so scared
it’s a reflection that conveys
the center of my soul; my heart
rejection will always break me apart
look there i can see my limited words
and gestures are taken out of
context in all aspects everywhere
to think a leap of faith is a dive into death
i try to jump but get held back
these lines are what i think to feel
they keep me grounded especially
with their weight weighing heavily
i now know i am real
and […]
Soul of Christ, Sanctify me
Body of Christ, Save me
Water from the side of Christ, Wash me
Passion of Christ, Give me strength
Hear me Jesus, Hide in my thy wounds
that I may never leave thy side
From all the Evil that surrounds me, defend me
and when the call of Death arrives, bid me come to thee
that I may praise thee with thy saints,
forever.
It all started in 8th grade, I started cutting. But to be honest I only cut because I wanted the attention. Until soon enough like crack it was a addiction. And I was not about to give that addiction up. I loved that addiction I loved seeing the blood whip down my arm. The scratches started of at almost know blood until they soon got worse and blood would drip down my arm taking hours to stop.
I knew something was wrong because I never felt so sad and hopeless until the addiction started in. I started thinking life was whatever. . I didn’t listen […]
That someday I’d be someone. Someday I’d help people. I guess I’m beginning to see that with my poems. A lot of people seem to relate to them. That’s cool. At least I’m not alone.
But it’s too bad, that every time, I fail to help myself. I’ve always been good at taking care of other people. I guess I had Kyle for that. Never been too good of taking care of myself. You kind of get to lose yourself in other people. I guess I’ve always liked that.
Lately, it seems, at least in the real world, all I seem to do is cause pain. Like […]