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Fogged Memories

by Matt 3/11/2015

written by Matt

I’m sat in my room right now just singing out loud and it takes me back to every time someone has caught me doing this.

When I’m gone I hope you all think back to these moments

My sister’s reaction would be to turn her music up louder than me.

My brother would complain about wailing cats.

There we those two friends who’d come in and sing with me.

Or the one who’d just smile and dance along.

And the one who wanted to jam and mash up my song with his.

And sure, some would complain and tell me to shut up.

But there were those who’d let me finish and then […]

3/11/2015 0 comment

I feel her. Her reached is far. I remember everything about her – I am a willing hostage. She’s in the room. The flowers she loved and the electric laugh of a high voltage siren. She’s in the room. And nothing bad ever happened – the pillow is soft. She’s in the room. The child smiles and grabs her rose colored skirt. Dance she says and of course I do. She’s in the room. Yes we will live forever – we are just that solid. She’s in the room. Honey drips from the walls – I cry and she swallows my pain with her lips. […]

3/9/2015 1 comment

THE DAY

by tc13 12/25/2014

written by tc13

thank you my friends at sp, for a most wonderful day. this is the best i have felt in a month, and i attribute it to you. you give me hope (damnit, whispers, lol). all of you have shown me many things, but most importantley, you have shown me i can love. again. for those of you who dont know my story, thats a big thing. it finalley started snowing here (lol, i know tm) i walked to the store for a coke and smokes,giggling and laughing. why? all i could think about was three moons. come my friend lets dance in the snow,make a […]

12/25/2014 12 comments

Just nothing to hope for

by Harrison 12/12/2014

written by Harrison

So, it seems like if one wants to lay it all out there this is the place.

Ok, I hate life. I don’t enjoy things like most people seem to. I am a SWM, 42, and I can’t dance because I feel like a fool, and really feeling like a fool is essentially my basic state of mind most of the time. I also have trouble eating, which has a very long childhood story to it. I have a very hard time trying new foods, cant just eat it anyway to be polite, and often cant even eat foods I normally like if they are prepared […]

12/12/2014 6 comments

Hiding

by stringtiedundermyrib 12/1/2014

written by stringtiedundermyrib

Hiding. I don’t want to go to the movies with you. I don’t want to celebrate anyone’s birthday. No, I don’t want to visit with you. Please don’t come by. Please don’t ask to make plans with me. Please don’t call. I have nothing left to give any of you. I cannot be a friend at the moment. I’m exhausted by all of you. You remind me of who I was. Who I am presently not. I know you want to see me smile. I know […]

12/1/2014 1 comment

Do the Devil’s Dance

by RealTalk30 11/1/2014

written by RealTalk30

On my way to hell…I passed a lonely church.. the congregation weakened by the warnings of the words.. scriptures toppling proverbs under a deceitful preacher’s curse.. what would they have to say, as they lay me into dirt… many places you can turn but where he goes is worse… don’t be this man you see inside, instead we close the box for good..lay it down to rest, pave it over as we should..
no need for leaving markers we seek to find one day.. if you listen hard enough, you can hear a dead man say.. heaven never had me, and claims of shallow graves.. […]

11/1/2014 5 comments

The Day I Tried

by That_One_Idiot 10/18/2014

written by That_One_Idiot

I read through some of the stories and decided I could post my own story.
Hi. I’m 13 and I have tried. You may be thinking ‘What does a 13 year old know about suicide?’

Well.

If you’re still reading thank you. It all started when I was 7. I was an ordinary kid. Only thing was that my parents were barely in my life. I clung to my grandfather. My grandfather did everything my parents neglected to do. When I was 7 he died of a blood clot in his leg that ultimately returned to his heart. I was devastated. He was my best friend. He […]

10/18/2014 5 comments

I do not want to live but I cannot commit suicide!

by NotAttentionSeeking 10/9/2014

written by NotAttentionSeeking

My life is a living nightmare. I want to die so badly but I can’t ever seem to follow though any plans to commit suicide. It isn’t about anything religious or some sort of moral dilemma. I guess half of reason I am unable to go through with it is the immense pain suicide may be. I mean let’s face it, jumping from a really tall building and having your bones crushed into a million pieces doesn’t seem very attractive as does jumping in front of a train. I have heard so many failed suicide attempts that I fear being in immense pain in a […]

10/9/2014 4 comments

erm…

by Namelessqueer 9/2/2014

written by Namelessqueer

I feel better than I have in weeks. Still nervous and worried but I have a smile on my face. I am finding it difficult to focus. I’m finding it difficult to go on in certain ways. I need to figure certain things out. Maybe this isn’t what I’m meant to do in life. maybe I should run away. I’ve always wanted to run away, like Holden Caulfield. I think I should give this life a try and then see if I still feel the same in a few months.

I’ve gained some weight and I’m still getting use to my body. It feels like it […]

9/2/2014 1 comment

Tired and done entry 1

by tauruswrangler 7/17/2014

written by tauruswrangler

Today I had to see the doctor. He upped my medication. I went about my errands ignoring the everyday,past and future stresses that plague my mind, constant racing to be on work on time, get paid this week, please my loved one and not crash and burn. The bustle on the other hand gives my life substance but I feel a balance will fall askew. My job in sales gives me a certain social interaction I have craved in my life but it has also shown me the harsh truth about human kind and their mindset. People and their brains are easily manipulated and like […]

7/17/2014 1 comment

Not Sure what to do from here

by LiveyRoo 6/14/2014

written by LiveyRoo

there are times when i really want to dance the line of life and death, and others where i am glad to be alive. lately though it seems to be the latter of the two. Â there have been times when i have tried to slice my wrists, i have tried to take pills. my question is this: is there a reason i am still here?

6/14/2014 3 comments

The sound of love

by LovingLife 6/13/2014

written by LovingLife

Dance of love,
voice above
voice under,
voice of thunder,
speak from
the distant clouds,
voice of passion,
voice of life,
speak from
the silent memory,
sweet intertwine,
whisper beauty,
dance into
our lush green garden.

6/13/2014 0 comment

Love was once…worth remembering

by LovingLife 6/8/2014

written by LovingLife

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GntRHCuHorc

I think our last kiss was meant to be quick and chaste, but after the first touch of her lips fire leaped up and roared through my belly. My fingers yanked her close, digging into her back, and her arms embraced me to her as if wanting to meld us together. I knotted my fingers in her heavenly hair and bit down on her bottom lip, making her groan. Her lips parted, and my tongue swept in to dance with her. There was nothing sweet or gentle in our last kiss; it was filled with sorrow and desperation, of the bitter knowledge that we could’ve […]

6/8/2014 0 comment

the pleasure of oh*

by Bisban 6/6/2014

written by Bisban

Oh, the sound of the magical lord.

Smile. Take me, will I ever go dance.

Funky. Oh, brother. Sister. Oh, sister.

This entire net of space would of been my bus.

Here, where I will create a new order. A flower.

But my half decapitated truth and deformed ego.

Inflamed, hexed. The world is indeed a cold place.

One versus the world, I always hear the sound of the chain.

Damn…

What can ever be the way, for me.

Oh, for the bounty.

Vowed, I swear it.

Take me to the land.

Take me to the land, oh.

6/6/2014 0 comment

Chilling slowly out from life

by LovingLife 6/1/2014

written by LovingLife

Here’s a great chillout piece for everyone. Enjoy, have a drink and relax. 🙂

Check out the video text:

With every sunrise, another day of our lives, begins

With every sunset, another day, is lost

Life is short, so every once in while

Break the rules; Forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh uncontrollably and never regret anything that made you smile

Growing old is compulsory, but growing up isn’t

Life might not be the party we hoped for, but while we’re here

Let’s dance.

6/1/2014 0 comment

Genesis, the Apocalypse

by Stain 3/17/2014

written by Stain

And God said, Let there be light: and there was light.
And God saw the light and told us it was good;
And most of us believed Him.

But some of us did not; some of us could not dance and frolic and sacrifice our sons in His name,
Because it didn’t make any sense.

So God told his followers that we are evil;
And there was hatred in the world.

And those of us who dwelt in darkness were cast out, mocked, tormented and beaten. And God made large stone & steel buildings where we were to be taken and fed drugs to make us stop being […]

3/17/2014 1 comment

mental health sucks!

by crazylady 2/18/2014

written by crazylady

I really wish that I didn’t have mental health it trulry sucks! You don’t know how ur going to feel from one day to the next especially with bpd. Why can’t I just be free from all this pain.

its not about waiting for Ã°the sorm to pass its about learning Â tood dance in the rain 🙂

2/18/2014 7 comments

Anonymity for the Win for the Hanna Montana Harlot with Curious Hair

by fortunear 2/8/2014

written by fortunear

Jubilee, Jubilee
Wherefore art thou identity?
Seriously who the fuck is this chick?

I have spent two and a half nights, probably the most I have ever spent investigating this type of mystery, trying to find the real name of the attractive real doll-esque pig-tailed, vibrantly clothed, childishly accessorized actress. Yes, I admit, I like pig tailed, vibrantly clothed, childishly accessorized, adorably sexy females. But I am not a pedophile. I like those clothes to be strainingly stretched across well developed breast, a shapely buttocks, and a sexy ID with a birthdate before 1996. Hot damn.

So with that introduction, that will hopefully hold up in court, […]

2/8/2014 3 comments

The woes of living with my parents

by Anabanana 2/3/2014

written by Anabanana

I live a life that’s not really mine. My mother has been emotionally and physically abusing me since I was a young girl. My father left when I was only seven years old, and lives with his fancy girlfriend. He doesn’t care what happens in my life. I acheive high grades, I have friends, and I seem like a normal girl externally. Internally, I am forever suppressing an intense desire to put an end to my life. I only find comfort in dance, music, poetry, and for some strange reason, science. However, I dread every moment I spend at home with my mother. I live […]

2/3/2014 2 comments

Masquerade

by Abselom 11/14/2012

written by Abselom

I’ve gotten to be very good at hiding what’s inside. Whenever somethings wrong or bothering me, I can usually hide it really well. I have several different masks though..

Home/Family Mask- When I’m home and just around my parents i usually just chill in my room and act tired (which i usually am when im upset). I curl up in my sweat pants and wrap up in blankets so they can’t see if I have hurt myself in anyway. ButÂ I havnt done that in a while.Â This mask is usually just hiding out and being tired.

Dance Mask- When i’m at dance, i just try to act goofy […]

11/14/2012 2 comments

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