I am destined to destroy myself my darker thoughts may lessen from time to time but they never go away the need for physical pain and inebriation holds me down. For every good day there are thousands of bad ones. I’ve never done anything good for myself. I convince myself I don’t need to eat today get blackout drunk grab a razorblade or hunting knife and cut myself open and watch the blood pour. I can keep myself busy and not think destructively but when I sit and think for 5 minutes I think about shotguns and razors. No one cares to be around me […]
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How the hell do you get a gun if you had a previous stay in a psych ward after a suicide attempt?
written by tupacorbiggie
How the fuck did letmesleep get his shotgun? Â I’d love to have a shotgun to blow my brains out with! Â ^_^
I’ve never been one for expressing my feelings. But in the past two years i have seen two of my closest friends pass one from an o.d and the other from a gang beating. No one was arrested for the beating and were all free. I haven’t been able to let a day go by without wishing i was them. I have thoughts of my finally moments in my head everyday now. I am bullied at schhool teased and not aloud to make my own choices. My life is run by other people and when ever i try to talk about my problems all my […]
If anyone needs ta talk, just blow off some steam, skype me “josh burge”. I know how much it can help to blow off a lil steam.
If you saw me you wouldn’t look twice, but I am not like you or anyone you know. I was bullied for being fat and having glasses. When i was 13 I slit my wrists in the bathroom. I passed out, woke up a few hours later then went to school the next day. I still have scars. I went to live with my father who would fight with my step-mom every night. Now, my father is dead, drank himself to death. My mother has a druggie boyfriend, my brother is drinking now. I just would rather be on the street than be here anoter […]
all i ever wanted was a hug… i am crying my stupied eyes out right now… watching my blood fall on the floor.. i fucking hate life.. i have a gun in my safe and im about to go blow my brains out couse i cant handle this house anymore… help..me..
I think i’ve finally had enough, I think i maybe think too much, I think this might be it for us….
by Nat....
written by Nat....
(Blow me one last kiss)
So Hi! :3
Lol. They wanted to take me back to hospital today.. And I finished all of my colouring pages. Then destroyed some with black crayons and random scribbles of what I think are meant to be words.
I keep thinking it’s my fault.. Just seeing her screen name is enough to start a breakdown. It’s physically impossible for me to have done that.
I don’t think I can take much more of this, And the fucking pretending is driving me insane. I can’t do that anymore, I’m going to break soon.
Well, As I always say.. I’m a broken toy. A little Teddy-bear, […]
You can call me Robert for now, even though that’s not my true name. You’ll never know my actual name, unfortunately, because I won’t be around to tell it to you. Obviously, i plan to kill myself, but you would be mistaken if you thought that i was sad right now. As a matter of fact,this is the first time that I’ve felt happy in years! Finally, finally, I have found a way to end myself; to put a stop to the horrible thing that is my mind.
Over the years, I have been plagued with psychopathy. I couldn’t even walk down the fucking street without […]
my best friend gave up on me. she was the only person who believed in me and now she dropped me. i have no job, no friends, my family hates me, i have horrible depression, horrible anxeity, LOW self estem, and i feel like a mistake. i dropped out of high school. what a loser. everyone thinks im easy because im old friends started rumors about me. noone likes me. im better off rotting in hell then living here, even though it seems like hell. i find myself crying myself to sleep everynight, because the girl i love loves some other boy. and she thinks […]
I’m the type of girl to put on an act to keep the world off my back. Even when I’m trying to push them away, I actually just want someone to stop me and tell me I don’t have to pretend anymore. I’m the girl who sits in her room crying, thinking back to the past and wondering how I ever made it this far.
Everyday I go to school and pretend to be that happy girl you’ll find in every class. Everyone buys my act and they think I’m happy, that nothings wrong, but they’re all wrong.
There will never be a time where I’ve never […]
im going to fukin kill myself. i cant do dis shit anymore. im 32, livin wit my sick grandma. n behind in 5 months in rent. i pop pills like candy n do blow liek ders no tomorrew n ther mite not b. ima loser mannn.. death is pretty fuckin cool if yo ask mhe.