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All the pain

by Cro0kedYoung 11/16/2015

written by Cro0kedYoung

Its not suicide I’m scared of, its what might happen if I don’t succeed.

What would my mother do? Would she pretend that it didn’t happen just like when she found out I had hurt myself a few years back? Would she disown me? Or would she be there for me and get me professional help?

What would my friends do? Would they call me an attention whore? Would they completely bail on me? Or would they stay with me and help me?

And school. What would happen with school? Would I get looked down upon my all of my teachers? Would they not take any notice at the fact that […]

11/16/2015 6 comments

Sigh

by Engie 12/20/2012

written by Engie

Last day at work for the year today.

I don’t want to seem like I’m obsessed with myself, but I probably am. I feel so alone and unloved. No matter where I am or who I’m with I’m always alone.

I feel unsafe. I’m listening to Breathe Me by Sia and it makes me want to cry. But I can’t cry.

I keep playing death over and over in my mind on an endless loop like a song I can’t get out of my head, but I can’t bring myself to do it. Not yet. The councillor asked me the other day if I actually want to die, […]

12/20/2012 5 comments

It a bit long, but please help I dunno what to do…

by lexiie 11/3/2012

written by lexiie

I’ve kept this facade of being happy in school for so long, so when I was telling my friend about this (she’s kind of my best friend), she asked me is this how I really am?
Like happy( that’s how I come across in school) and can make people laugh because of my randomness.
But I told her at home I’m not happy because everything is tense and well… NOT happy…
I wish I could tell her EVERYTHING…but I literally CAN’T, like I get this cold felling that spreads from my finger tips everywhere. And I can’t always rely on people to listen to […]

11/3/2012 12 comments

Fuck my life.

by iwantahappyendingg 5/15/2012

written by iwantahappyendingg

I’m 13. Lately, I’ve had a lot of stuff going on in my life, and here goes. Once I started secondary school, I started to get bullied, my hair looked greasy which was natural. I got called either ‘Greaseball’ or ‘Frying Pan’. It was horrible. My whole school called me it. It started to wear off. Once it wore off, I had a perfect life. My mum had just given birth to my baby brother and sister which were twins (Aged 1). I thought I had everything, I did. Then I started making new friends, and one of them I just loved. We started talking […]

5/15/2012 0 comment