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Back Seat

Kicked out, Moved in, Utterly Alone.

by Fallen_Hearts_Hopes_Lost 8/19/2013

A week ago I was kicked out of my mothers house by her and her boyfriend because I finally told her that I plan to move in with my elder sister, who my mother hates (she isn’t her mother though). Â So all in one afternoon I packed what I needed and I got out…. in the back seat of a cop car I had never felt so free.

That freedom continued for a few days until the other night I got home from work and I cried. I hated it so much that it made me regret moving here, not that I had anywhere else to […]

8/19/2013 0 comment

Entry one, of records for proof.

by Silverteardrops 4/28/2013

written by Silverteardrops

Dad constantly hugs me, kisses me, messes my hair *affectionately*, rubs my face with his hands, the same hands he used to hurt my mum. Makes me feel SICK.

He constantly calls me, last thing at night, first thing in the morning.

Whenever my fon beeps “is it mom?” no dad its my friends lauren. Whenever im texting somone “are you texting mum” any word from mum? G’on text mum for me. Makes me text stuff to her I don’t want to say

My position is that I am lying. Constantly lying through my teeth. I don’t love him, don’t want him back, I HATE HIM DISPISE HIM, […]

4/28/2013 1 comment

Night of all nights

by Tormenting Dreams 12/19/2012

written by Tormenting Dreams

its a horrid night so i think i may post several things tonight and be one of those ppl that fill up the forum, so i apologize in advance. but sometimes im so very trapped in my mind i dont realize what is going on around me, or the things i do or say (yes this is an add on to the one i just posted)

its irratating sometimes because i have lapses in time, that arent lapses. i know what has gone on around me, but im not aware. if that makes sense, its like nothing really matters when im in one of these episodes. […]

12/19/2012 1 comment

I met God… He had nothing to say to me!

by Boots6 11/23/2012

written by Boots6

Come on baby do you think it’s good to feel
Like I’m lying here swimming in memories
I fear God because everything dies babe
Got a gun in the back of my Car
A spasm of good sense is making my eye twitch
I’ve had enough on your consolation.

I’m drowning caught in a shit tide
Tape my face to the inside of love
Nothing to eat but fingers in the back seat
Well i’ve met God and he had nothing to say to me

I pray to god that you’re right before my eyes,
Bathed in white light with halos in your eyes.

Don’t wanna waste no […]

11/23/2012 11 comments

Note To My Classmates

by help wanted 9/14/2012

written by help wanted

Who am i?
All of you are thinking it.
“Who is that kid?
The one that killed himself,
I think I’ve seen him before,
But I’m not sure.”
Let me put your minds at ease.
You have all seen me.
Ive always been here.

I’m the kid in the back seat of the class.
I’m the kid that you see eating lunch alone in the hall.
I’m the kid you whisper about as you walk by.
The kid that teachers never punish.
Because they’re scared of me too.
I’ve always been there,

Watching, silently.
Its funny that after only one year,
I’ve already developed my final opinions of you.
There are those of you out there that can rest easy.
My death is not […]

9/14/2012 5 comments

Today

by AW92 7/4/2012

written by AW92

Today is the day to enroll in that shitty tafe course I mentioned before enrollments have to be done by 3… And it is now 11:51am
Im still in bed thinking about how I’m not going to waste 1600 on something I’m going to fail, besides I don’t ever have that money! I will never have that money with the amount of shifts I get.
I got onE shift this week for 5 hours oh that’s helpful. Not.
Hm I’ve applied for nightclub work but like usuall no ones bothered to contact me, I suppose it’s only been 2 days but hm.
I’m also dying […]

7/4/2012 0 comment

At a Crossroads: Relationships

by Zeddex 6/11/2012

written by Zeddex

“My name is unimportant. I am neither male, nor female. My age has no relevance to my grief.Â Consider me a faceless representation of depression. An anonymous death seeker. A hopeless nobody.”

I’ve met someone. At this point in time I can’t decide whether it’s a blessing or a curse, a cure to my life-long battle with depression, or a catalyst. This someone is special. The way I feel when I’m with them is astonishing. I feel happy, and content with myself. I feel at ease. At peace. And when I am with them it feels like my troubles have slipped through my […]

6/11/2012 1 comment

Im the happiest mother-fucker alive and have never been higher

by holdingOn 3/11/2012

written by holdingOn

You know what? Its spring motha-fukin break, and I might as well enjoy it cause its gonna be my last. I wanna leave those around me with atleast one good memory. i owe them that much. in somewhere around thirty days, ill be dead. Hopefully. So self loathing is gonna take a back seat while i put a smile on my damn face and act like im normal. Normal…why cant i be normal?? Why? Why? WHY? to many fucking questions and absolutely no answers.

Goodnight/Morning and the best to you all

3/11/2012 4 comments