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Concrete Floor

I am worthless fat and ugly unloved filth because of muslims they have called me fat and ugly so many times i’ve lost count god commands me to crush my cheeks against the concrete floor until my teeth fall out and my eyes pop out

by Bharati 7/16/2013

written by Bharati

because of RELIGION I AM FILTH.

I AM GOING TO HELL. because of RELIGION.

I AM NOT INVITED TO HEAVEN because I am a dirty Srilankan who has done bad things. I am too UGLY TO be treated kindly >I am TOO FAT AND BAD to be treated kindly. Can someone ever see themselves flying through a hose with a brown shirt on, all that’s left of them because of ISLAM?

I Saw HOW GOD SAW ME AND DEPICTED ME AND know i’m going to HELL, and know HATRED and know CRUELTY and know a CRUEL JOKE> cruel joke spelled backwards is JESUS CHRIST. MY RELIGION is for […]

7/16/2013 0 comment

because god wants me to

by Bharati 7/16/2013

written by Bharati

commit suicide. and throw myself hard on the concrete floor tilll my cheeks get crushed in pain and all my teeth fall out and my ugly plain eyes pop out of their skull. i’m to throw myself against the concrete or off a bridge till my head cracks open and all the rottenness comes out, cut my nipples off and attack myself with a machete before the devil takes me

7/16/2013 6 comments

Preparations

by Domino Jays 3/20/2013

written by Domino Jays

For a while now (for as long as I can remember; 2-4 weeks.), I’ve been okay with the fact of dying. Being in the hospital a couple weeks back, I was on blood thinners and I started to bleed. Badly. Like â€œoh my god, I need a doctor in here!â€ and they needed to clean my sheets immediately. I bet they always clean sheets immediately, but I’m still saying. And most of the time I felt the liquid drip down onto my chest (my arm was on my chest when it started to bleed), I didn’t moan to my mom to get a nurse. […]

3/20/2013 1 comment

I Never Wanted This…

by JCKristy924 5/30/2012

written by JCKristy924

As a teen girl life is and will be hard, not just for girls, boys aswell. I was one of the many that gave into temptation. temptation with drugs, alcohol, sex, relationships. At 14 years old i had been beaten or hit by ex boyfriends and my father, ran away from home three times, each over two weeks long, Been sexually abused 3 times. I have continued to cut and it’s turned from four or five at a time to a couple hundred at a time, i was bulemic. i started to hear and see things, voices and this man. i could feel him, […]

5/30/2012 2 comments

what i sacrifice when i turn my back for just a second

by noexception 4/1/2012

written by noexception

it feels like i just cant grip on to life,i remember sitting there like it was just yesterday,sitting down rocking back and forth having my arms rapt tight around my stomic from such intence hunger pain, in a cold basement with concrete floor an unfinished ceiling were you could tie a rope around a pipe and the other end around your neck and hang yourself, like i tempted to at age 14,i had noone, they finally put a bed down there after 6 months of me sleeping either outside somewhere or inside on a filthy moldy couch that had holes in it and smelt like […]

4/1/2012 1 comment