If you could be anybody, (alive or dead, celebrities/historical figures, etc) who would you want to be? And why?
Ex: Elvis, Michael Jackson, Madonna, Newton, Einstein, Mozart, Marilyn Monroe, Bill Gates?
If I could meet anyone in the world famous or not, dead or alive… It would be Rocketman!!
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I hate being an old ugly loser on my mom’s couch. Im such a ***** i can’t jump to my death even though its 10 minutes away. I hate being alive and stupid and lazy and suicidal for 3 decades. There is nothing to keep going for. I hate being consistently rejected and pointless. I cant keep trying. There is a reason i eat all the damn time. Its the only joy i can get from life. I don’t even have access to weed anymore. Im a fucking moron.
Edit: I keep thinking about how hopeless and pointless i am. I keep thinking how unnecessary i […]
I’m still alive and kicking. How about you?
Getting drunk again.. What a surprise.. I should be ashamed. Im a mess. Im a complete dumb ass. Im Pathetic. And worst of all im alive.
Its christmas and all im doing is crying in a dark room ruining christmas for my boyfriend. Being alive is just so painful.
Again, I can’t process anything. I woke up at 5am to see this on Facebook. All this time, since I left WV, I haven’t been able to process anything. I cried, some, after reading this and giving it a minute to sink in. The worst thing you’d ever want to hear. It’s so surreal. But this is the woman who took my cats when I lost my home. I ended up in KY when I couldn’t stay at the place I paid $1700 to move in to in OH. I lost that money and had only $800 left. It was too cold and cramped in […]
Why does killing yourself have to be so hard? I mean methods. They’re so much work and I’m so tired anyway. Shouldn’t I have the right to die quickly and painlessly if I want to? Why does anyone else have the right to force me to stay alive? Why is every decision except this one considered sacred and inviolable? I’m allowed to do anything with my life besides end it. Why are DNRs only acceptable for some illnesses and not others?
…about the day I came upon this website here. I think it was the beginning of August this year when I found it. No big deal, I just stumbled into it, right? End of story.
But what lead me to “stumble” into this place? Well, I was seeing if I could Google a surefire way to kill myself, then this website popped up.
Just that… it hit me pretty hard. I was so dedicated to finding something to finish me, I would’ve done anything I found that had a decent success rate.
I still have issues, but I’m alive because of you guys. Essentially, this website and everyone here […]
I wake up everyday still with thoughts, regrets and choices ive made n just have to keep breathing n moving. I have no motivation to do anything, i feel i deserve to feel this way. Like i shouldnt have dared to try and live a good life. Im numb to everything, stuck sulking in my mind. But day by day i keep waking up, empty, half alive. Praying for it to be over. I want this. I cant believe i want this
I am alive, I am alive, and that is the best that I can do
Golden-haired, golden-hearted; she was the most beautiful person I knew, and I drove her out of my life, out of my arms. “I can’t live without her” would be the appropriate, predictable thing to say, but the problem is, it isn’t even true. I can live without her. I know I can live through any pain, and I hate myself for it. I just want the peace that only comes with death.
I just wish to die. But I don’t wanna suffer or go through pain. I just wish for my soul to leave this body. Can it please leave this body. What’s forcing me to be inside this body.
I wish to die on my sleep. When I am sleeping its like the only place where I am able to escape my awake phase.
Its nice!
How about never waking up?And staying there. Forever asleeping.
Why? Why? Do I have to live? I feel force to live in my body.
Exactly whats going on? Why am I put at the center of control by my body to […]
Why?
Why does no one care?
Why does no one see that I’m hurting?
Why does no one understand that to me, presence is more important than presents?
Why am I still alive if I don’t want to be?
Why does life feel like a stream pulling me down? Why do I feel like it would be a lot easier to give up than to keep fighting?
Why can I not be happy?
I guess it doesn’t matter. Because, if they don’t understand my silence, the won’t understand my words.
Pain.
That’s the closest thing I have right now that will help me feel human. I have my family around and yet I feel so alone. They are not people I can talk to about these feelings. They just never understand. They think I’m only looking for attention. That’s why I keep these things from them all the time.
I feel so disconnected, I need something to bring me back to reality.
So yeah, pain. Just one cut. Just a glimpse of blood. That will make me feel alive again.
Yep, still alive… As a pathetic loser who doesn’t have the guts to off himself already and quit cancelling his plans so he can get high ”one last time”…
Can’t even get high now, as my family is aware of my monthly income and I can’t buy shit without them knowing I spent the cash on something.
I called 911. I had the shitty day and night of my life but I survived.
i wanna die and i’m peeved cause i can’t get myself to kill myself and also i’m peeved cause if i’m dead i won’t be able to appreciate how nice it is to not have to be alive anymore. i just don’t know what’s happening because now dying sounds sketchy but i don’t want to be alive either. IM ANGRY AT EVERYTHING
Words can never fully describe how emotionally bent I am. Seriously. Im at my wits end. My parents disapproval of me being gay, my physical ailment. My constant mental battle of staying alive is no longer pulling in my favor. Its stressful, I feel weak. Unworthy. Drained. I give up…