It doesn’t matter if you die! Unless you’re the president or some hot shot movie star, no one is going to give a shit. And I’m not saying that to make you sad, I’m doing it to tell you that no matter what happens the only people you’re affecting are those who may actually care, and yourself. If I killed myself now, it’s not like the world is going to suddenly be peaceful, and the Taliban will just never show their faces again. No, in reality it doesn’t matter if you die. Yeah, go ahead. Go cry over it. Or think, if I could die […]
im 13 im lonely no one to talk to no morre friends which makes me more suicidal and i keep crying and i cry myself to sleep and i dont know why any suggestions?
I keep seeing cuts everywhere
My scars show
But no one cares
They dismiss it
Once I flash a smile
Dawn a happy guise
Let them hear all my lies.
They don’t seem to care
As long as there’s a surprise
In every new person
They add to they’re collection
They’ll just push and squeeze
Until they’re new toy breaks
And the surprise inside
Splays out for all to see.
He threw me away when i was 13.
I was so happy, I’d wanted it for years.
But he left me broken.
The wounds are left wide open.
Stitch them up?
No idea, there will be new tomorrow.
Come heal me?
Don’t think about it I’ll soon be gone.
I met someone through this site a few weeks ago. We talked about problems with ourselves and our lives and also talked about methods and how maybe we could catch the bus together if it all worked out. Talking to her she said she wanted to die but was scared and worried about relatives and it not working all the usual things that put off anyone that has suicidal thoughts, just like me. Anyway she mailed me last week saying she was going through with it and I shouldn’t mail her again so that anyone reading her e mail would not find out about me […]
found another way to get me through this (: paracetamol. I OD’d last night, fell right to sleep.
Sorry Momzies, won’t let me have sleeping pills? I’ll just fuck up my liver instead. 8D
oh and btw. you should let me out last night. not only did I OD. I fucking carved my arm up nice and bloody, I got my first drip last night! ^^ the blood ran right down my arm. to bad my bedsheets red. ;D
For the past 6 years since I was 16, I’ve been depressed. Throughout high school, you wouldn’t think I was though. I looked happy. I should have been an actress. Little did people know that I was hospitalized for trying to kill myself at 16. I use to be one of the popular pretty girls in school and after high school, my depression got really severe. I’ve been thinking about killing myself for the past 3 years but it hasn’t got this bad til the past year or two. Everyday the thoughts get stronger. My feelings seem to […]
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Some say the end is near.
Some say we’ll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will.
I sure could use a vacation from this
Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
FreaksHere in this hopeless fucking hole we call L
AThe only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I’ll see you down in Arizona bay.
Fret for your figure and
Fret for your latte and
Fret for your hairpiece and
Fret for your lawsuit and
Fret for your prozac and
Fret for your pilot and
Fret for […]
I have it and its only been bad for a month, but already I’ve had one suicide attempt. There is no way I can last the whole year. I’m getting counselling now but it doesn’t help and I don’t think they can prescribe me any medication because I’m 16. Does anyone here have bipolar and if so is there a way to beat it?
I’m not sure what to call this.
I’ve been thinking about my life and everything that’s happended since I last posted.
I’ll go back to December 12 2012 last year when I was on youtube watching old video game commericals due to shear boardom 45 miniouts beforer I had to go to work(I work the late night shift) as I’m asuming the tragicty took place.My mother said she heard a gunshot the outher night but,thought somthing fell or nabors on or lert side shot off some firework(s).(They seem to do weird things like that somtimes but,I’m sure I’m no different).Anyways,as I was heading out to work with […]
on Tuesday, my hair reached my eyebrow, on Wednesday, my arms hurt and legs too and my hair doesn’t reach close to it. Why? Well I got my ass kicked because my dad thought it was time for a haircut.
I was reading posts on my shitty cell phone, when my dad comes in and says I need a haircut. I tell him no, he says I have too, I say why, he says you have to,
Me: what will hair do to me, kill myself, murder, rob a bank, what’s wrong with it
Him: no that I trust u not to do, you need one
that wretched day was my birthday. I just turned 16, I didn’t expect anyone to know about my birthday and even with Facebook, no one knew about it. I don’t blame them. They ain’t reliable people and I don’t talk to them enough. Also I used to never celebrate my bday. The only gift I got was a 5 finger discount off a pair of earphones at best buy and panda express that I paid for myself. Only good thing about that day was seeing my beautiful and amazing cousin jasmine whom is related to me so I can’t get her because I fell in […]
or has anyone else noticed that your mood goes down when u go on this website… My mood goes way down, lower than the usual… But yeah just had to say this before my mind wanders again and I’ma choke again in 3.. 2.. 1…
I have learned that when you feel down… Really down and almost out, try to accept your depression. For me, when I accepted it (in a way), for about a week I was happy, nothing mattered. A whole week of happiness, only problem is, getting back on my drug called depression, I ended up feeling worse. I read something for the California High School Exit Exam Test practice(CAHSEE) and it said. There should be a day where you tell everyone not to bug you. Prepare your clothes and everything so you can just do whatever the he’ll you want. Walk to the stores, go window […]
i ain’t like most people here. That don’t mean I ain’t like anyone here, I’m the same but also different. I have never been raped, I’m a guy, I’ve thought about committing the act of rape. I hide behind big words in a text to seem smart, but in person I can’t say the words right, and I choke and stutter… I am mexican, you are white, black, brown, yellow, whatever… I don’t cut, instead I choke…..
And I don’t mean choke the chicken, but I do masturbate also, but I literally asphyxiate myself… Why do I do that, don’t I know I lose 1000 […]
this is my second school and on firday i was goin to get suspended for the second time just for write on someones dairy i said sorry. but they still wanted to suspended. so i dont know wat to do anymore i give up on everything im scared my mum will lose her job.
ummm i dont want t0 move school cause there might be 3 guys i like. soooooo
at my first high schhool i got suspended 3 times then once and this school
IS IT ME OR DO I NEED HELP
can i dont know if its me or my life
I GIVE UP
oh and plus i was […]
Oh boy, where do I begin? I’m a 14 year old female. I’ve always had self-esteem issues. In grade school, I was “too skinny”. Now I’m in high school, and I’m 30 pounds overweight with acne all over my face, breasts, and back. I disgust myself whenever I look in a mirror. Well, I’ve been an avid fan of erotic stories for about a year now. There’s this one site called Literotica, and I visited that site frequently for a few months. I mainly stuck to erotic couplings and first times (I’m a virgin myself) before I got curious about one section titled “Incest/Taboo”. I […]
I just got an account here and I suppose I’d like to say why I’m here. I feel like everyone hates me. My parents haven’t gone a day without fighting in 13 years. I only have one really good friend, and he plans on moving. The rest of my friends have planned to basically abandon me after he leaves. Also, the one thing that culd make this all better would be a girlfriend, but I don’t have one, and never have. I’m almost sixteen years old and no girl has ever shown even remote interest in me. I […]
it is the undeniable truth
Edgar Allan Poe had such a way with words.
Morbid, insane, and heartbroken.