Song by David Bowie.
Tag:
gun
*This isn’t a step by step tutorial or anything it’s just statistics and scientific things you may want to know before you end it all.
Lethality: How likely is the method to cause death (where 0% is no chance, and 100% is absolute certainty)
Time: An opinion on the length of time the method will require to produce death
Agony: The amount of physical pain and discomfort you would expect from the use of the particular method (ranked on scale of 0 to 100 where 0 is no pain/discomfort and 100 is the most pain/discomfort possible)
Rank Method Name Lethality (%) Time (min) Agony
1 Shotgun to head 99.0% 1.7 […]
The cock of the hammer
The slam of the slide
Signaling the death
Of one’s self pride
One pull from freedom
One final thought
Shall my soul fly
Or, shall it not.
Went to the shop to get milk and some alcohol, to make some pudding and drown my sorrows. Got me some vine but I see that I can’t f#cking open it.
Besides that I just wanna f#cking die since a month. I really don’T want therapy, I don’t want to feel happiness, I enjoy my pass-time activities but I am not happy, even when I had my first girlfriend I was apathetic and didn’t feel anything.
Every time I am at my parents house, the gun locker laughs at me, I could just end it all, go to the forest and bang.
Had a gun to my head for several hours this morning, safety off, squeezing the trigger, the hammer pulling back, then letting off. Another night hardly any sleep.
Gotta move out of this shit dump in 19 days, no plan where to go next, fully overwhelmed, so much shit to move out, and so laying here in bed typing instead. Just at my breaking point.
Aimless, no plans.
I turned to the girl had over the other night and saw for the first time in the morning light a nasty cold sore planted firmly to the corner of her lip.
Great, may have an outbreak […]
Want to make me happy? Put a gun to my head and pull the fucking trigger.
A friend of mine committed suicide a couple months ago. To be honest, I knew the signs. When I heard about it, I can’t say that I was all that surprised. We weren’t close, but it really affected those around me. My best friend couldn’t keep back from sobbing in the middle of class, and it just got me thinking if she would be acting the same if it were me? I’ve already attempted several times (though I never had a gun to make it super easy) and failed. If I had succeeded would all these people act the same?
I find it ironic that all […]
To feel the weight in my hand, the cold of its steel against my lips, playing with the trigger, but never quite enough to pull.
It’s laying here in bed with me, I’ve been laying in bed most all day, I lay in bed most all days, till eventually get up, maybe buy a burrito or go for a run.
I think about her, and how her brother used the gun, how her father used the gun, how my father used the gun.
Too many guns.
I think of all the other hers, the ones that almost were, the most recent hers, but still it […]
Hey all,
Hope everyone has been doing as well as can be, and I was just wondering if I could get some input about my recent thoughts/behaviors.
So as with most users on this site, I have struggled with suicidal thoughts and desires for a long time. Many of us even keep a possible means close by or have it recorded how/where we might get it. But my question is, where does the comfort/ideation of killing yourself turn into reality?
I’m not scared of dying, but at the same time, my mind getting my hopes up and then not having anything happening is also very tiring.
My situation is […]
to come up to me with a gun and press the cold steel muzzle against my head and blow my brains out.
I can’t do it myself because I’m a coward. I could hold a razor against my wrists but I could never slit them. I could stand on the edge of a railway platform but I could never jump in front of the train. I could put some pills in my mouth but I could never make myself swallow.
I’m too much of a fucking failure to even kill myself.
Do I want to live no but im still trying my best and proud of myself.
written by deadmanliving(hopefullyhopeful)
Am i perfect not at all. I wish i had more exciting imperfections besides bitterness and anger but it is what it is. If there was such thing as a sure suicide method I’d probably do it. Hanging doesn’t work well and the dam near me doesnt have a convenient way to the drop. Also its survivable imo. I had a gun once. I was scared of vegitating myself so i didn’t do it. I would have fucked up the shot. You get nervous with a gun. I’m mad i was ever born still. But do i always see a hopeless loser in the mirror? […]
I AM DEATH! Make way one and all
Give me way, for here’s my queue
I am the cliff from which you will fall
From the tears of the beloved, I’ll make myself a devil’s brew.
I’m here, there, I’m everywhere;
Don’t try escaping, for your destiny is locked and I have the key
A baby, a mother, a wee puppy, your lover?
This is the face I use to show I care
Fight me not, just let it be.
I make big men cry,
I make demons laugh
I’ll take your loved ones, don’t ask me why
For like a carpenter does with wood, from you I’ll make a craft.
Come to me, for I have the […]
Why?? Well it’s simply a douche-y thing to do. Don’t get me wrong carrying a pocket knife can be a very useful tool, let me clarify, I am specifically referring to a combat knife of some sort. Playing with a knife, sure it’s something to do with your hands, and you can get lost in it for a moment, but I find that people who collect, play, and display their knife sets to be a particular type of douche. I know, I know, it’s what makes a person happy that’s important, and seriously I am all for that, but I have a difficult time understanding […]
The curtain rises and the group enters the second area; the graveyard…
Nicole: It’s spooky, you can see graves with our names on it, too. The full moon is pretty, though.
HDS: It’s so cold, though. I can even see my breath!
Rocketman: The last one was a circus-themed maze so what is this one?
Zetsumei picks up a light gun shaped like a revolver and a katana then says, “This looks like a shooting area. Everyone pick your weapons.”
The others pick various bladed weapons and firearms. Although, Rocketman picks up a light gun shaped like a rocket launcher…
Zetsumei: Really?
Rocketman: What? It looks cool. Besides, you’re one to talk […]
Hey guys.I want to say that I am going to kill myself. The main reason is that I once was a Christian and after I’ve grown up I understood there is no god and after we die we cease to exist. I suffered from depression, despair and stuff. I want to kill myself because everything I believed and experienced was a lie. The thing is, you never asked to be born..you were just born. It is like giving someone a food he hates and opening his mouth with force for puting it in. Some have a incredible desire for continuing their lives, I don’t . […]
If you really, really loved me, if you honestly care so much for my wellbeing then leave a gun somewhere for me to find. I’ll do the rest.
Somebody kill me please…Just please..I WANT TO DIE! And I will. Just wait till I get my hands on that gun.
I’ve decided Monday is the day. As soon as my son goes to school, I will leave to die. I was going to use pills, but, decided on a gun instead. I keep putting it off, because I think things will get better, but they don’t. I’m at peace knowing that I will be pain free in a few days. It’s nice to know that people will be relieved when I go. I won’t be a burden or annoyance anymore.
Hello,
Ill start this post off by descriping what type of person I am. Physically fit person who never judges and always forgive. Always going out of my way (physically & emotionaly) to see people improve in there current situation. I act as a theorpist to people who need someone to talk too, giving them good advice making them feel like they have a chance. I would say im that person you would always smile at, never fear. Extremly logical, always keeping my self in a realistic and calm state of mind. With every person meet I would gain […]
I’m flirting with death since a long time now, but I really can’t find the courage to do it. I have made an attempt a few years ago. It made me lay three months in the hospital with major injuries. At least when I was at the hospital I had the feeling that my family cared about me. Now I’m spending every day on my own and I can’t stand it anymore. I lost my left eye when I was a baby and it keeps haunting me. I’m 21 now and the thought that people get like 80-100 years old really creeps me […]
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