Every opportunity I had I wasted, every decision I made was the wrong one. Every time I ask myself how I wound up where I am, the answer is always the same: Step by step. It was my own choices that brought me here, and my next choices, whatever they are, will get me out of here. That’s the killer… what I do next is decisive. I either choose not to wait, and abandon hope, or choose to wait, and maintain it. Then I ask… why? Why suffer? Just so I can make money that goes out as quickly as it comes in? To pay […]
choose
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 […]
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How can anyone identify their gender? I’ve actually asked a few people, but each answer seems so ridiculous.
“I’m a boy, because I have a dick,” completely disregards all transsexuals.
(My least favourite>) “I’m attracted to boys, so I’m a girl,” As a pansexual, that would mean I am all genders. It would disprove homosexuality, and just seems stupid in itself.
“I just relate more to girls. I can just tell,” Is only based off stereotypes. Girls relate to more typically feminine things, but if we switch it around, where makeup and shopping and dresses were all seen as masculine stereotypes, we would just switch […]
It seems an interesting paradox that people who kill themselves did not choose suicide.
I say this because anyone who is at the end is only there because they feel that there are no other options. At any moment if someone came along and proffered a better alternative, the person would choose life.
Life does not have to stop here, and it does not have to stop today. Alternatives exist, one merely has to turn around.
When one door closes people often stare so long that they miss the doors that have opened behind them. These are similar to the wise words of Helen Keller, […]
What if, we are all angels, mischievous angels, and indeed bad angels punished by God? at the beginning Lucifer lead the revolt against god to over throw him and take over right? Well what if, when God won and cast all the angels who sided against him out of heaven they landed on earth, striped of their powers and wings, and their memories of heaven removed and thus started humans? and the really bad angels, such as Lucifer and his Dukes were sent down further to hell. Now God being merciful gave the angels a chance at redemption and those who live a good life […]
The Gritty Truth Of Reality:
An Essay by A.O.
Why am I here? Why do I exist? Questions asked by most people. The answers range from a spiritual, God put you here..), to the scientific explanation of evolution of organisms. The obvious truth. The only sure answer. You are here because your parents fucked. Whether intentional or not, planned or not, your fathers sperm fertilized your mothers egg. Now you exist.
But, where did we come from? Like people in general? Where does it begin? This is a follow up, to the previous question. Now every religion and scientists have a lengthy answer that leaves so many […]
I think we should have the right to die no matter the situation. Transgender people have the right to completely change their lives if they choose to. If a transgender male wants to have his penis removed , he goes in for evaluation and see if that’s what he really wants . after a year I think and after tons of questions to make sure that’s what he wants BAM! The penis is gone. Even if family and society disagrees, he has the right to change his life if he choses to and he’s allow to do so. His body, his mind and his life.
Now […]
My days are usually awful.
Today is one of those days.
Can anybody hear me? It doesn’t seem like it. It doesn’t seem like anyone cares. I need someone.
My friends don’t understand being diagnosed with depression. They dismiss the fact that I’m on medication and just tell me to “snap out of it” and “stop being so sad” and “choose to be more positive.”
Are you kidding me?
Every day is a struggle. Every day I just want to disappear.
The worst part is that everyone thinks that just because I don’t have anything really wrong in my life, I cannot be depressed. But that’s not how it works. Depression […]
Step 1: Take positive thoughts
Step 2: Replace negative thoughts
Do live in euphoria. Make yourself insane. It is okay if you direct your thoughts towards realistic positive change. The best things are at first abstract. Hope will bring you forward with a good framework, but you have to choose. Work out the vauge, and the real. Start here:
Velvet Underground: Black Angels Death Song
A good life – or – a peaceful death
A million dollars – or – for your life to end
The greatest love – or – an end to your life
Happiness – or – eternal peace in heaven
Just curious how badly does everyone wanna die?
If a genie came to you with one wish what would you choose?
To live life in the best possible way or to die in the best possible way
What would it take for you all to live more than you want to die?
I ask this question because honestly I cannot answer it myself
Why? Why is everything so fucking hard? I thought I was getting better. I thought my feelings and emotions were returning. I thought I was finally feeling human again.
But I’m not.
I don’t feel alive. I’m stuck in the middle. Between life and death. I was trying to choose life, but it’s not working. I can’t choose death. Not yet.
I want to die, but I can’t. I try to live, but it’s hard. Life never brings anything for me. Death is well within reach, but I can’t end it.
I hate being STUCK. I hate being TRAPPED.
When is the pain going to end?
I don’t want to cut […]
If you could only wish for one of those three, which would you choose and why?
No matter who you choose to be: a follower, a villain, a hero, it will all come down as blood on your head. Isn’t that comforting, to an extent?
I don’t want to try anymore. I wish I had the courage to leave everything behind and run away with someone like in the video, even if I knew it meant my downfall.
I am going to kill myself at the end of the week. I have an unpleasant meeting mid-week and I want to give it a day of buffer on either side. I’m not killing myself because of this stupid meeting, and don’t want it to look that way. I *could* leave a note, but justifying my suicide would do more harm than good, and leaving a listing things that *weren’t* a factor would be confusing.
I’m sick of dragging myself through life. I’m in my late twenties and have been suicidal since my early teens. Why I didn’t do it sooner is beyond me. That would […]
I’ve often wonder why people are so afraid of talking about death. About shadows and darkness, and for that matter, suicide. Sometimes I just feel like a ghost passing through this world, watching the people around me go in circles, playing imaginary games. I don’t get it… we’re born, we go to school, get a job, then die. All the meantime, people are always running from their darkness. Because it’s too painful to face… They would rather choose distraction than work with their demons and befriend them. And then of course…when we finally choose to face it, everyone says there’s something wrong with you.
It’s natural […]
I don’t know about the rest of you, but if I could choose the year in which I was born, I would have chosen the date January 31st, 2997. What about you, would you keep your original birthdate or would you rather have been born a later time? Weird and confusing question I know.
Depression
A lifelong companion, you’ve always been there
You have no compassion, you don’t really care
I take a sharp blade, try letting you out
The harder I try, the more tentacles you sprout
If I scream out in anger, will you leave me in peace?
Are you done with me now, please when will it cease?
Too many long years, just existing alone
I didn’t choose this body, but it’s mine to atone
If I call out softly, will you come rest in my soul?
I think I’m now done, with digging my hole
Mike Rowedick
This is for you Sammi6xoxo, Haven’t Given Up On You Yet There’s A Surprise At The End
I have done terrible things
Things to make you shiver in the dark
Things that make even my own skin crawl
I want them back, to take them away
I hurt others, so badly I cry
It wasn’t me! I scream
It was them! I can’t help it!
Please, you have to believe me
The things that lie in wait
To rip me apart
To make me rend and tear
As they watch
It’s the demons that lurk beneath the skin
The ones only freed by razors
Death is to begin again
Right?
They beg me to stay
I beg them to let me leave
I don’t want to hurt you anymore
I don’t want to make you bleed
No you must stay
You must endure
You […]
A game of this caliber would cost millions so the prospects of it actually being produced and being a great game will not happen unless there’s a good kickstarter campaign with professional developers. I want the graphics to be true to life and on a virtual reality headset in first person in order to intensify the realities of the game.
I got an idea too about adding a special breathing apparatus to the VR headset that will fit in your nose. Once you choose the peaceful pill, in real life, a small amount of non-lethal ******** (just enough to briefly knock you unconscious) will be delivered […]