In the mood for some Hicks today…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O4R4UeIqgmU
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My wish is this one day I have it all ended. Where Do I began? Im 16, Just faking everything. I attempted Sucicde countless times from anything from Suffocation, Overdose, Cutting, Strangling and have tried hanging. All of them have failed and caused pain for me. I have a girlfriend I hate my life and my family. I wish I could run away and not be affected by anything. I got into trouble at school for Depression thoughts, Self-Harm. I was sent to the hospital twice for a week. Put me on meds and never really helped. The Hospitial is out and I will run […]
No human alive or dead has or has had the authority to judge another.
My unit (War Eagles), more specifically our platoon (2nd Platoon The wolfpack), has many sayings for when we are down range. As an airborne division NCO and lead NCO of my unit we have one in special attention. As an airborne MP, (I don’t judge anyone, that’s the God of their choice to decide. We are here to arrange the meeting.)
Tonight I am going to set my own.
GORY GORY WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE
GORY GORY WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE
GORY GORY WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE
I […]
this world is not for everyone
It’s true
In fact, everything in this world is not meant for everyone
Some people is not meant to be in this cruel cruel world and most of the time, that someone knows it. They know that this is not where they belong. they know that there are other places for them. The place they can be themselves without getting reject or being judge.
There are two decisions for these people:
To keep going, keep fighting to stay in this world. To continue.
To go seek for other places where they are truly belong.
At the end of the day, it’s that person’s choice to choose.
are you […]
I’ll have no choice but to kill myself. I know how much harder it is to do and how much more painful it will be, being as obese as I am. But I have no choice. $1200 to the IRS this year with a potential $6000 for next year, only making half of what I made last year, $800 rent to not be homeless, then they demand $500/mo now for my student loans when I don’t even fucking have money to eat any god damn thing at all now. Life isn’t fucking worth it. I can’t be homeless or survive prison being unable to walk […]
The walls are closing in fast now. I don’t think I have a choice, I have to go.
I’m packing up my life. Tying up loose ends. Cleaning it out. It’s making me really sad actually. Almost like this person has died already and I’m packing up her life.
I know it’s my choice. I can stay if I really want to. I just don’t think it’s an option anymore. But this girl, she seems like she had potential. Seems like she left a big hole it the lives of so many people.
This is hard.
I feel like I do everything wrong. I don’t even understand why I exist.
I have choice but to be suicidal. The razor blades are my only friends.
Fuck this, fuck life, fuck existence, fuck everything.
Bye.
what choice do i have left but to kill myself
I saw your post and went to comment on it and to tell you thank you for that. And that I was going to listen to it along with Hazy’s music choice while I lay around on the sand.
I’m trying to get my latest pic up but it’s not wanting to upload….of course that could be my fault, it’s hard to see under such harsh sunlight. I’ll keep trying.
I don’t have the date exactly set, and I’ve only just begun physically drafting the note, after going over it in my head for years. I’m just done. This isn’t out of desperation, fear, etc, I’ve simply made my choice. One I’ve been wrestling with for years. Its too bad though, it was going to be so peaceful and relaxed and no one I care about would have to be the one to find me, but, its most likely not going to work out like that anymore. It doesn’t matter, I’ve made my choice. I may yet decide to postpone the date, but I’m feeling […]
I have things I want to do. I want to do so much. But I can’t. I have no money. No possible way to leave this place. I’m scared to talk to the one person I trust. I want to be loved. I want to be married. I want someone to like me enough to love me and to want to be with me the rest of my life. But that probably won’t happen. I need to leave this place. And I was going to try to move this year. But that won’t be possible. I don’t even have a fucking car. I’ve had so […]
i’m a sick and fucked up person, i’m the kind of person i hate. i have spent years of my life doing disgusting and creepy things, and it’s messed with my brain. and i have deeply hurt my girlfriend, despite how much i love her.
i have had a lot of suicidal thoughts recently, but this is different. this is logical, not emotional. i have always believed that creeps like me are scum who deserve to die. so why should i let myself live? i am putting everything into changing and becoming a better person, but what if i can’t change? if this sick and disgusting […]
I lost my ex after a drug induced psychosis and spent all of my money (10 k ) in a year and have recently had to start again. I’ve saved up some money again and have met someone new but I just don’t feel it with her, and people complain about my customer service at work because I look depressed. I feel so repulsive all the time. I bought some oleander cuttings and plan to make tea and eat the leaves tonight. I’m not sure if it will work but I know if it does my family will be devastated, but I’m just fed up […]
I speak to you as a victim of suicide. My mother and an uncle committed suicide.
There are many theories of death, but I will give you the most likely: It’s nothingness. Unconsciousness, as we know it, is that space between falling asleep and waking up. It’s what happens when you undergo surgery, or pass out. For a suicider, this is the most likely positive outcome. The suicider wants an end to the distress, and this appears to fit the bill.
But what if suicide carries with it consequences that are potentially worse? When the suicider makes the choice to squander the life given to him or her, who knows […]
I’ve been here before.
Broken, alone, my heart so sore.
The sadness runs deep
My hill to steep.
My dreams a rumbling nightmare.
And All I can wonder is,
Why should I care.
I’m not in despair.
I just can’t figure out,
If this is fair.
They claim they’re is karma.
The good and the bad.
I should be glad.
You know?
I’ve done many good deeds.
And I should be freed.
Yet, here I am
Sitting in the dark.
Waiting for just a little spark.
A spark of good in life.
Can’t I give up?
This losing fight.
I’m tired of waiting for my light.
I want to sleep.
My last words to be goodnight.
But then I’d be a disappointment.
Like they all claim me to be.
I’m living in […]
Its my choice. It is takin awhile for my plan to work. Gonna do it on my bday. Its either gonna be rat psn plus hangin. Or find a gun
According to the dictionary definitions of freedom include:
a : the absence of necessity, coercion, or constraint in choice or action
b : liberation from slavery or restraint or from the power of another : independence
I been thinking a lot about these two definitions. Take definition A For example – when people denies your right to choose or passes legislation to prevent choice (especially in terms of right to die), isn’t that coercion? Isn’t that constraint in choice or action? Look at example B – isnt the human condition in of itself a form of slavery? We are restrained by the laws of nature, and […]
None of us signed a contract to be born. It was the choice of our parents. In my case, my immature 19 and 21 year old parents choose to have sex without a condom, than decided not to get an abortion when biomom got pregnant. Me, the person effected the most by my parents irresponsible choices, has no choice to opt out of life. At least not the way I want to.
Why does our CULTure and the medical establishment consider it a mental illness to not want to live anymore? they think it’s absolutely nuts not to wanna live in a world were your enslaved […]
Look I want to die and i need help. I m tried the scripts and not worked. I have no means to do this and i need help from somewhere. I need to be dead by the morning am desporate. I really need ********. I really really am begging anybody with any idea to help me escape from this existence. There is no hope my dream is to not wake up tomorrow and no matter how many different pills i take i keep waking up. what can i do? this is my dream. this is no gesture this is no gesture this important that. I […]
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