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Him

by sleeplessinSTL 6/9/2013

written by sleeplessinSTL

I miss him so much. I want my best friend back. I want to hug him and tell him just how much he means to me. I just want to see him again. I want so badly to see his bright blue eyes and blonde hair.

But I can’t.

He’s dead.

He would be ashamed of me. Drugs, alcohol, cutting, and my bitter attitude. Not much to be proud of.

There’s a part of me, though that thinks that he would be proud of me. I’ve been to hell and back, with both physical and emotional damages, but I’m still breathing. I can walk into a room and act […]

6/9/2013 6 comments

Out with the Old, In with the New

by TrumpetChick99 2/17/2013

written by TrumpetChick99

Sooo, I have a new crush. His name is Austin. God, he is so cute. He has blonde hair, a six pack, braces (I like braces, for some reason), and I think he has blue eyes. I went to my friend’s house yesterday, and it was her brother’s birthday. He had some friends over, and Austin was one of them. We played football, did random stupid stuff, and I had a lot of fun with him. I swear he was flirting. He insulted my favorite video game, started to tease me slightly, and then ran away. I chased him around, too. I can run a […]

2/17/2013 2 comments

Sunday Offering

by Domino Jays 1/20/2013

written by Domino Jays

Whoa boy, is it Sunday, again? It’s like this week went by so slow.

I’m not Christian, I’ll admit it. I don’t go to church, because I gave up on religion when I first tried to commit suicide when I was.. 12 I think? I can’t remember a lot. But since I’m a good little boy, I guess I can ‘offer’ up a little post from home. Just so any stuck-up Christian people that may see this don’t chew me out for ‘not going to church’ and ‘abandoning the “lord”Â ‘.

I was going to type upÂ a religious and suicidal comparison thing. But then I thought of a […]

1/20/2013 1 comment

kaities story

by kaitieishere 1/3/2013

written by kaitieishere

ok so my best friend is 13 and beautiful shes smaler bulit, blonde hair blue eyes and an amazing smile. she was happy most of the time and always was talking about twiight she was all about the cullens and she went to a normal middle school and had friends who cared and loved her, but she didnt see that, she saw her self so much differnt, i know this site is for kids who are thinking wrong and in a bad place, but if u keep that life up you wll be in the same stop that kaitie is in.. gone, dont get me […]

1/3/2013 0 comment

Rituals of a transparent human being.

by anthropophobia 11/14/2012

written by anthropophobia

Empty, transparent, and alone I strung a wire up to the main support beam in my attic. Â The other end of the extension chord was fitted with a slip knot, which I slid up the fastened end of the wire making just enough room to slide my head through. Â I tightened the wire around my neck and fitted it carefully not to close the air passage. Â I jumped. I didn’t even write a note.

There were moments where I wasn’t aware of my existence. Â All I could see was a black foreground with slowly morphing red shapes strung together in aÂ kaleidoscopicÂ nature. This intense vision was coupled […]

11/14/2012 2 comments

My Note

by sianj 7/30/2012

written by sianj

Hello.

This is my note. This is the only place my note will ever be, because I’m too much of a coward to actually go through with this.

I’m nothing, I mean nothing to myself. I would really rather disappear into nothing. Scatter myself into a thousand and one atoms, floating peacefully in space. Instead I’m stuck here, in this colourless hell. The only person i can talk to won’t listen, I can’t tell her anyway. I love her too much to let her bear this.

Anyway, my name is Sian. I’m nearly sixteen, I have blonde hair and brown eyes. I’m a dancer, that’s how I define […]

7/30/2012 2 comments

Nothing Changes

by NeverPerfect 6/9/2012

written by NeverPerfect

I remember when I was aÂ little girl -Â watching Nickalodean, eating junk food and playing video games. Sad and alone because the kids at school bullied me, hated me, and my parents thought I was just being a drama queen when I told them.

Now, here I am. I just finished my Freshman year of high school.

The bullying’s stopped a lot. By no means am I popular, I’m shy and antisocial, but I have a few real friends now who back me up.

But now I smoke pot. I cut myself and am suicidal. I’m secretly bi-sexual and dating myÂ best friend, who’s also suicidal. My dad hates […]

6/9/2012 1 comment

New here

by turtlepower 5/16/2012

written by turtlepower

I want a way out, simply put, no sugar coating it.
I have an average life, I know there are people worse off, call me selfish, I just want to end it all.
I am 17, 18 in October.
I hate the thoughts if waking up in the morning on weekends. I put on the fake show, pretending to be the happy popular girl in school. (Yeah call me big headed I’ve been called worse 🙂 )
I have above average grades, Honestly never opened a book in my life, pulled three A’s in Higher maths English and ordinary Irish, did transition year, passed it […]

5/16/2012 19 comments

What fixes the hollow hole in my heart..

by AlishaB 3/15/2012

written by AlishaB

Depression is every where all around me ever since i moved away from my family seven years ago ive never been the same.

last year on the 28th of september something happened that changed me forever.. i flew down for my birthday that week to visit my dad and his new girlfriend. But you see me and his girlfriend got off to a terrible start due to the fact she’d never met me and was telling me i needed to go on medication when she didnt even know anything about me or my life.. Dad explained to me that she herself suffered from depression on was […]

3/15/2012 0 comment

shh.

by ivansings 2/29/2012

written by ivansings

i look like a normal girl. twenty years old, 5â€™4â€³, blue eyes, blonde hair, skinny. quiet. smart. funny. i play the piano. sometimes i read keats, and i like dipping vegetables in ranch dressing and my favorite dress is blue and slinky and soft.

but hereâ€™s a secret: iâ€™m scared of cameras.

everywhere i go, i know theyâ€™re there, recording and tick-ticking. every time iâ€™ve wanted to spend the day naked or steal a book or cheat on an exam, iâ€™ve stopped myself because of the cameras. i feel guilty when i babysit for my friends, because i spend hours sitting on the couch watching TV after […]

2/29/2012 4 comments