So im still doing these personality/life readings. this is for anyone who is questioning a lot of things. doubting. I’ve been there and now see things a different way 🙂
I can tell most people are planning out how to commit. try this out before planning, which I hope you guys don’t succeed. know there are people who actually care, even though it may not seem like it.hope this helps you all.
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hope
Hello everyone,
This is my first post. Although I have read through much of this website for the past few weeks, I have simply relegated my involvement to that of backseat viewer. I have now decided to share with you a little about who I am and why I browse this website to pass the time.
First, a little bit about me. I have read the sources of many people’s depression and suicidal thoughts and I regret to say that exteriorly, I may represent an unorthodox example of a someone who is plagued with the issue of suicide. I am 19 years old, an excellent student, good looking, […]
cried this morning for the first time in almost a year. felt nice and weird. i hope i’ll get to cry sooner than that next time..
gone away now does he dare
take the path that leads nowhere
all alone and without hope
he’ll no longer have to cope
just a sip is all it takes
to wash away all his mistakes
half asleep and fading fast
now his pain will finally pass
now he’s gone and how they cry
in the grounds where he will lie
no one cared when he was here
why now must they shed a tear
To those who got a harsh day tday, i jus ran out of energy tday so i did nth, no hurting myslf, humans need sm rest i guess, suiciding got bored..?
i hope all of u are still fine frm a day like that, momentarily, of course i still do wish nth bad happen later
goodnight.
(well, jus enjoy one or only one good night for the coming suffocating day..)
Your pain is truly tragic.
You hoped and dreamed.
However the world just
isn’t they way you planned.
It isn’t what you imagined.
Yet you sit here and say
“I will kill myself,
and make the pain go away.”
But it’s just a hope,
that something is better.
That leaving is going to be grand.
But what if,
it’s not quite,
what you hoped,
and dreamed,
it would be.
It’s not what you
Imagined,
not what you wanted.
Well doll,
there’s no going back.
When a thread of hope
Is snatched away
Like a bird taking flight
Why is the darkness even darker
Than it was at first glance?
Is it eyes or demons playing tricks?
Innocence mocks me with a cruel twist of time
I never belonged here or now
I’m brand new. Found this sight on accident. I almost started crying when I found this sight because I was is happy. I don’t expect much of anytning but let me introduce myself here. I’m Anya. I’m in highschool. Nearly done. And I’ve clinically died because I swallowed too many pills. I’m in therapy. I self harm. And I’ve been diagnosed with anxiety. depression. And bipolar type 2. I really hope to gain some love here.
So that’s me. I’ll always try to help. I’ll always care.
That’s me
Yanno. Any other broken girl
I liked to dream that I would wake inside my self ten years younger
with eyes that would blink hope towards the morning sun
without cinder blocks of fatigue or the fine lines of age
I wished against rationality that my decade of torrent and
grievous joyous decadent nothing and destruction and debt and
discovery and growth
could be whisked away for a swift return
to be hugged again by a shell of ignorance
I don’t even remember shedding.
Hey guys, I know some of you will read this, some of you won’t, I just want to say that if you are struggling, or hurting, feeling down and depressed, having suicide issues, or whatever it is, please come to me, I want to help you, I honestly, truly, really do. I want to help you get through it, I want us to talk, I care about each and every one of you on here and I know you guys may think “you won’t help me” “you have no idea” “I don need your help” but please give me a chance to help, this means […]
This goes for anyone, hope you enjoy
Talk to someone about something relevant, and most people will respond like they are not interested.
People that prioritize their fantasies at the expense of the reality of things are, sadly, the byproduct of a lack of education, cultural indoctrination, or more drastically, some genetic outcomes, being a victim of violence, extreme poverty, sickness, addictions, to name a few…
Now try to fix or to solve a universal, a global, a regional or a local problem, because that idea you got is closer to an optimal state, clearly realistic, and/or overall less or not problematic at all. You will be stopped, discouraged, even […]
I plan to exit using ******** gas. My question is that if I have someone remove the tank and mask would they be open to criminal prosecution? I’ve made my decision but don’t want to get anyone else in trouble. I’m in Iowa but have considered traveling before doing it. Part of my final destination will depend on where my cleanup person is located and that they won’t get into trouble. Shoot I’m not going to have them assist just remove the evidence and hope the ******** method is undetectable as they say.
I greatly appreciate any comments or suggestions.
Were that I could curl against
that tipping point
an’ place my breast
my sternum rent against its edge
press down where guilty muscle’s spent
and worn from fighting blackened webs
That wrap around, the charred scent sweet,
my heartbeat wearing, growing […]
I am 39 years old today. I always hoped and prayed i would never get this far, that something would happen or I would have the courage to end it. I never did. With each passing year more and more hope just dissipated that i would find someone and i am pretty sure that i am empty of what little hope there was. That really sucks because i still dont have the courage to end it.
So here i am, a shell of a human being, trying to fake being a person. There is just nothing left of me but genuine dispair. That is getting to […]
I don’t really like sharing my ‘story’. It implies that this story is all I am, which in a way is completely true. We’re all just stories floating within the midst of each other’s stories. In school we had to take some quiz about ourselves so a college could rate highschoolers and how they felt or something. One of the questions we were asked was if we felt that our life was worthless. Talk about a loaded question, right? Maybe my life is worth something to me and my family, but to the rest of the world, I’m just one simple story. What impact have […]
When it seems my life becomes straight it blows up in my face. And it’s all my fault. I don’t even know what I want out of this life anymore. It all blows up in your face anyways. I’m all out of hope. And this post makes no sense, but I don’t care.
what do you think of life?…
has it treat you well?…
are you happy the way your life is?…
everyone knows that life is not perfect….
who knows……
is yours?
if it is then I’m happy for you..
if it is not then I do hope you find your way……
see ya…….
in the next life……
I have not always been the best person. My family seems to resent my very existence, my many false starts which ended in failure, the shame and despair that consume much of my life. But, there’s always been some hope that has allowed me to crawl onward, a bent and broken person held together by force of will.
Recently, I met someone like me. Similar story. Someone who was resented, not loved. Someone who could love the human-shaped monster that was me. She has been my saviour. But she too battles despair and pain. I hope… together, we have enough hope between us to always go […]
He said he cared, he said he would never leave. When I tried to push him away he wouldn’t let me. Until he got drunk and his friends saw he had a message from me. Now I lost him. And I don’t know how to cope. He says he needs to work through his things. So i guess I have to hope he comes back once he does. It hasn’t even been a week but it’s been torture. What do I do. Do I try to talk to him? Or do I forget him.