I’m so tired, and just kind of want to die. I just feel so sad. I was thinking about just popping about 100 ibuprofen, and then maybe slitting my wrists over and over and over again. Maybe I will? Maybe I won’t?
I’m not entirely sure what I’m going to do anymore.
I don’t want my girlfriend to be my girlfriend anymore.
I don’t want my friends to be my friends anymore.
I do NOT want my parents to be my parents anymore.
They accuse me of self harming, although all I have is scars.
They tell me they want me to, go to some […]
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Somehow I always end up back here. When I tell people it makes things worse or things stay the same. Yet I’m here. Yet I’m here.
My mom hid her gun. I’m not very happy about that.
I need help. But I don’t know what to do. Am I waiting for someone to help me? Or is this my pathetic attempt at wanting to help myself? I don’t know. I don’t know.
Each morning I wake up and imagine the barrel of a revolver pressed against my head.
If I had a gun. I would pull that trigger.
I don’t have a gun. So I sit up and cry.
suicide by police would be a pretty cool way to go. imagine the adrenaline rush
i wouldnt know where to get a gun though. or an object threatening enough to be considered armed
First bid goodbye to those wielding knives
Then dim out from their shining lives
Next clear out all your promises
And shatter your own pulsing conscience
First fly away to a foreign land
Then distribute your every grand
Next write a will for things to come
And hope they’re not after that tiny sum
First stop paying your mobile phone
Then make sure you stay all alone
Next buy yourself a magnum gun
And float above the midnight sun
(I addressed this to a friend. The thing is, I won’t send it to her. I want it to be read, though, so please do.)
Read this in a place and time where you can handle an emotional outburst. You can’t know how sorry I am for burdening you with this, but you deserve an explanation.
If you feel guilty at this for any second, I swear I will haunt you for the rest of your life.
1/13/14. I have no idea what you were doing that day, but you might remember it by receiving a somewhat suicidal message from me. You texted me later, and I eventually […]
if someone gave me a gun right now, i wouldn’t even hesitate to shoot myself.
So, I was filling out my application for my possession and acquisition license (gun license, yay Canada!), and it turns out I need two references, people who have known me for at least three years.
I don’t know anybody except co-workers and I’m not going to ask them. Even if I did have people I could ask, I don’t want them to know that I’m in the process of acquiring a firearm.
Guess I’m going to have to make up a couple references, which is probably a federal offense, and hope they don’t check on my references. I doubt they check the references of every application, and […]
Here’s a easy way to die, Simply follow the instructions below:
Kill your intentions to die.
+++please read+++++
Here’s a opportunity …
You are what, all young teenagers mainly and what are your reasons for suicide?
You have been given life and you want to take it away for what? Don’t reply some bullshit or make it much more dramatic to gain other sympathy.
Heck, when I was young I wanted to commit suicide because I couldn’t speak to my significant other cause I was grounded for what seemed like a lifetime!
Or the time where I lost my best friend in a embarrassing highschool moment, shamed infront of what felt like […]
right now……I want this to be over!
…right now….I want this to be over….
So, I have been on this website for a few days now just reading. Now I believe I am ready to tell my story. Please do not judge me for this, all negative comments are not welcomed here.
I met this guy about a year ago this time. We met through some friends, he seemed cool but I paid no attention to him because I had a wonderful boyfriend at the time. A few days after meeting this guy he messaged me on Facebook, he told me how he was not going to lie to me and that he had developed a crush on me. I […]
have a nice social buzz going what better time to reach out? today is an anniversary of sorts for me. one year ago today i got felt up by a cop in front of an office full of people. checking for the gun i had recently purchased. in my state i had to wait 3 days to get it. so therefore i didn’t have it yet. the whole incident was traumatizing. and in after thought was a mistake. should have learned to keep my mouth shut. i really don’t know what i was hoping to accomplish. my stay at the nut hut was a waste […]
your thoughts?
I met God On the edge of town
Where the wind meets the stillness
Where the darkness meets the light
Where the ocean meets the sky
Where the desert meets the rain
Where the earth meets the heavens
On the edge of town I met God
I asked God
Do one thing for me
Send me back in time
Send me to Seattle
Let me go
Find Kurt Cobain
Take away his gun
Take away his bullets
Talk to him
Make him wanna live
Tell him how we love him
Help him see his glory
God Said No
If I sent you back
If you […]
The first …
The idea of suicide … the spark of a thought that you don’t have to deal with this, that there is some other alternative…Â As mild and as “innocent” as psychiatry like to make it out, it’s just as dangerous as any, exactly for that reason…Â People don’t take it serously when someone just says “I feel like killing my self”…Â they feel that if you have the clarity of mind to share it, your not a suicide risk…your just feeling like you are caught between a rock and a hard place… so they put you on “retreat” for a couple of days […]
I know nobody here reads my stuff but i still write hoping it helps my thought process. I told him everything sat night and of course he didnt take me seriously. I even had the gun cocked and ready and he just ignored me then took the gun when i had laid it down because i was crying. The next day he put it back where i had it like nothing happened. Why doesnt anyone take me seriously? Or am i that much of a failure that i really wont succeed in taking my own life either and its that obvious i suck at everything […]
my friend took his own life on march 18, 2013. he gambled with his own life as he spun the cylinder to his prized .45 revolver, looked dead into his best friend’s eyes and pulled the trigger… he had a 1 in 6 chance of death and he took that- he left no warnings before hand… i dont think he thought it would go off… Â but it did… and now he’s gone…….. he thought he had no one but his best friend- and even then, he knew he was gonna move in with his girlfriend and Robert would be homeless and living in his […]
i feel it creeping up on me.
the darkness i can never see.
taking me away,
suffocating me.
i can barely breathe.
I can hear it shouting threats.
wishing me a horrid death.
the demons will invade,
it’s already too late.
i cannot be saved.
it’s over!
I am falling fast.
this will be my last.
no use saving me,
these cuts are way too deep.
a necklace made of rope,
a bracelet made of blood,
water mixed arcenic.
a kiss from a gun.
nothing can compare,
just kick away the chair.
and wait to fade away,
down your drink of death,
and die so peacefully.
Don’t […]
Really, I want to get out of this shitty world! If this is what life is supposed to be, than I don’t want to live anymore! Wish I had a gun…
It’s been almost three months since I almost suceeded killing myself. I had everything planned, right down to the bottom line. I had called to say goodbye to my mother and grandparents. They had no clue what was actually going on. They figured I was just saying goodnight like I do everynight. I was going to take the entire bottle of serious pain killers I had. I still had a small bit of doubt and I tried to cling to it. The pain became too real for me. And it grew steadily worse. I started cleaning my room up. Organizing everything. In my own sick […]
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