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Fresh Cuts

Im a ghost

by WillowH. 8/23/2013

written by WillowH.

Im so pissed right now…back then when i was lying in bed all day with fresh cuts on my hands noone gave a fuck… but now when i have to get a stupid highschool diploma suddenly im in the center of attention.

HEY! IM SUICIDAL OVER HERE!!! Help?

“but you wont get anywhere without proper edjucation, darling!”

am i dead already? what the hell giong on… noone can see nor hear me. Im crying through the day… how can you not notice mascara all over my stupid face?

okay, i dont need help anyways, i dont want it… but atleast before i die it would nice to hear things […]

8/23/2013 3 comments

Cuts

by Engeltje 2/7/2013

written by Engeltje

I look at my hips, arm and belly. Seeing those red, fresh cuts is such a relief. The lovely pain, that beautiful bright red, those little blood drops, your sharp knife. That good feeling that isn’t possible to express in words. Just that feeling that isn’t repositionable…

2/7/2013 4 comments

Back here.

by myhearthurts 7/23/2012

written by myhearthurts

Hello.

I left for a while thinking it would make me feel better. It didn’t. I managed to lose all of my (few) friends recently. All completely my fault. Nights are extremely hard. I can’t get away from myself, I have no one to confide in, and I figured out a few depressing things about myself. Enough to keep me up at night.
On the bright side, I lost forty pounds in something like 7 weeks. Probably a bit unhealthy, but I really don’t give a shit.
I’m fully prepared for suicide, and will do so without fail when the time comes. I guess I’m just […]

7/23/2012 4 comments

broken ….

by broken angel 7/23/2012

written by broken angel

i used to hang on his every word …. he was there for me when i need someone to talk to..when i just needed to have fun and forget get out and leave reality behind even if it wasnt forever … he called me his girl and i thought he was the onky who did want to hurt me….but he did and when i asked why he said “it wasnt the riight words but i didnt care to fix it” that shattered me and that night i fell apart i locked my bedroom door and cried myself to sleep trasing the fresh cuts..

7/23/2012 9 comments

I’m my own worst enemy

by Rachel 6/22/2012

written by Rachel

I am so completely exhausted by constant suicidal thoughts and fantasies. Anytime I make a little mistake, or when someone’s response to what I’ve said feels off, there’s a voice berating me, telling me, “I hate you, you’re a stupid fucking whore, go kill yourself. Go kill yourself Rachel. Go kill yourself,” over and over and over. Every day. The theory being: “Everyone remembers every little stupid thing you do and they hate you for it. You should kill yourself and make them forget how stupid you are. Don’t tell anyone, don’t ask for help. They’ll never see it coming.” I don’t think I’ll actually […]

6/22/2012 2 comments

About me.. A little

by Dawn 5/21/2012

written by Dawn

I am fifteen and up until recently my life was fine. I was already depressed but I didn’t have any problems with my life. I know I’m talked about and picked on at school but I didn’t realize how much until after the big event that ruined my life. I know others don’t know that I’m any weaker and more vulnerable than before but I feel like the talking about me and messing with me has gotten a lot worse since my mom moved away. I didn’t have much of a choice but to stay here with my grandparents and my sister. My sister has […]

5/21/2012 8 comments

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by itsmytimetogo 1/26/2012

written by itsmytimetogo

i just have to. i cant not do it any longer. im going to cut. once again. the last time i cut was in early october. that was a really long time ago. at least it seems to me like it has been forever. every night i think about it. and i am CRAVING to do it. last night before i was going to sleep i was going to do it. but it was too close to the time my brother and mom wake up and i cant risk getting caught. my mom already wants me to do some psychiatric thing. i dont want to […]

1/26/2012 6 comments

Just Waiting

by skittles1104 7/2/2009

written by skittles1104

I’ve always known that I was depressed.Â But i put a good wall and hid it from everybody.Â At a glance, nobody would guess how rotten and dead i feel inside. I’ve read websites for “help” but honestly, I dont want help.Â I’ve been depressed and suicidal for so long.Â I have never felt wanted or truly happy.Â If at one point I was happy, everything would soon come crashing down.Â And I’d be in my bed crying myself to sleep, reaching over to get the scissors and start cuting on my arm.

Just like today.Â I was truly excited to go on a vacation with […]

7/2/2009 5 comments