so i just turned thirteen about a month ago. i havent had a boy friend in about 4 or 5 months. i dont care though. i have my friends and that’s all i really care about. im on the cheerleading squad. im on the soccer team. next year i’ll be on the speech team. (i like having a lot of extra curricular activities so im not stuck at home day in and day out)

i have several best friends (casey, wylie, kirsten, and sometimes julia) they have helped me through a lot of things. i return that favour as often as i can. when Kirsten’s sister’s […]

To many people, my life seems like a fairytale. I have an adorable boy friend, get straight A’s, have friends, have an okay family, and nice clothes. Countless people tell me I am beautiful but that doeskin make up for the haters who call me names and say im “easy and slutty” every day. I’m only 12 and I have had 5 boy friends. 3 of them were serious boyfriends and we went our for 3 or more months. I fell for them so easily and i regret doing that. My current boyfriend flirts with girls all day but says im “the only one who […]

My life isn’t some tragic story.

I just lost something along the way, I lost things I now wish I could have hold on to. I have to make myself go to a school I feel like i’m drowning in, It feels like if I can’t breathe. I don’t want to be here anymore. Mom met someone she loves, it didn’t work, he became a father and they don’t want to hurt anyone more than they have. Mom is not okay. The thing is that it didn’t bother me that she’s inlove with someone else. The only thing I could say when she told me was: […]

on the surface my life doesn’t look to bad, parents deforced maybe a problem, but not in poverty by anymans standards, I’m not exactly thick either, I think. but underneath all this I wish I was dead. My parents aren’t devorced, my dad left to be a woman (i’ve got nothing against that, but the way he done it broke my heart), we’re actualy struggiling to keep me at my school. I went into a deep depression for months, i don’t know how long because I can’t remember. I relied so hevily on my then girlfriend that I ended up forcing her away, she pretends to be a good friend, but I know she actualy wishes I had died. right now I’ve got hardly any friends and I’m a shell of the bright and happy teenager I was, I can’t look in the mirror without hating my own reflection. I don’t want to die, but moments like this, I can’t see tomorow coming, and it makes me wish I’d jsut get it over with so that I never have to go through it again. if anyone wants to help please do, you’d be the first for a long time.

I am not sure there is an easy way out. Instead I am trapped in this miserable existance of soldiering on for the sake of not causing pain to my loved ones. However I continue to cause them pain and worry through my continued sadness. So what do I do? I exist, I can’t say that I live life because it doesn’t feel like that at all anymore. It feels like I am an empty vessel that can just about function but breaks down periodically which is what led me to this site. Another moment of panic and feelings of isolation, despair and helplessness. I […]

Just yesterday I broke down and almost ended up hurting my sister in the process. She was being her usual mean self absorbed self and didn’t notice that I was on edge. So she decided to pick a fight with me. Verbal. Almost never phisical anymore. I have been doing karate to help with the helpless andger and frustration o not being able to kill myself and I Noe am able to relly hurt someone. I guess martial arts was a ba idea. Even though I skip so many classes.
My sister continued to pick on me and enfuriate me until I just lost it. […]

Many of you are fed up with this reality world.
It’s the substance world you care about that disappointed you.
So you don’t care about the talks of any non-substance BS, without knowing it’s the value of this non-substance, spiritual comfort, is disappointing you.

Religions are good, it gives support at least to those weak individual minds.
And it provides positive direction.
And to do good deeds is nice, being kind and knowing the beauty of real love, that is asking for no returns.
But the main thing you have to know, religions are just a guide, but not representing you yourself.
When the time is ripe […]

all of u or some mybe have taste your first love right? well mine got me into a very “freaking” situation. Who would have thought that a single smile would bring a “nightmare” i mean ahh… how can a smile from a pretty lady would put you in a life-taking-situation and this dangerous weapon she always carry called “FACE” well.Here’s the story im almost 18 and i meet this girl in our campus she was new transferee i think well..anyway the very first moment that I’ve seen here i have fallen in love it even b’come more when she smiled at me […]

ahh… are all of you dead now plzz send me a messages if your still alive

how do you delete precious comments youve made. I cant seem to find this information anywhere

Oh, this must be the conference room. 1666. Knock knock. Monkey Pizza !
What’s happening to the last digit dangling and rotating while opening the door ?
Oh it’s flipped to a 9 ?
Wow, the room so dark without the lights on. Oops.. I thought noone’s in this dark room.
Sir, here’s your piz…Oh, you’ve got a gun ! Please, don’t kill me, I’m just a pizza boy.

“You stupid son of the B, you are all monkeys. Animals don’t suicide. Only a real perspicacious human can learn when to live and die.”

So you’re attempting suicide. But pardon me, sir, animals do suicide. I once […]

I am almost 33 years old. Growing up I was always the “happy” one in the family. You see I was adopted at the age of 6, abandoned at the age of 2 1/2, grew up in foster care until a “suitable” family had been chosen for me and my two siblings. No one could possibly understand how I felt so I masked every little negative feeling. I didn’t want anyone else to feel sad like me so I played the happy part quite well. As a teenager my depression began so show but my mother told me to pray about it and it would […]

Life has never been that great. I have been planning my death for 11 years. I’m almost 18. My mind has never been my friend. My parents rag on me every day and night. I go through school one day at a time. People yell at me and call me less then dirt. I am kicked around by kids twice my size. My own brother can never come by b/c my dad hates him. It’s not his kid. I have to sneak to see my own family. I started hating life when I was 7years old. At the age of 17 I have been through […]

You want the whole truth about suicide? I’ll tell you…
For the record, I’m usually very perspicacious in my writing, but for this post I may not be. I’m just pissed and upset and I’m going to tell it like it is.

I’m tired of feeling pain. I’m tired of having nothing to look forward to. It’s not right and I don’t want any part in it anymore.

First of all, I’m really tired of all the bias against suicide. These uneducated simpletons think that suicidal is inherently selfish or irrational. Granted, a lot of times it’s acted out without any real preceeding analysis or careful assessment, […]

its been a long while since ive touched this site, but here i find myself again in a bad way. i feel like trash in many ways.. with who n how i am n how i look. it hurts bc i know its wrong n im only harming myself. i hope to never wake up again but im still here. i am capable of taking my life away in so many ways. but there goes my conscience telling me that ill hurt my family, ill ruin their happiness, ill disappoint them, ill mess everything up n ill leave them with guilt. but i find no […]

I have been struggling with depression for the past the years. It all started when my Grandpa died because he was the closest thing to a father I have ever had. I just don’t know what to do with myself anymore it’s so hard just to wake up in the morning. I haven’t really ever told my family how I feel because we just aren’t as close as most families. I have been like an empty shell for 2 years and I fear I’m about to crack. I always put on a fake smile and act like everything is fine when it really isn’t. I […]