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Musings of a Pill Popping Loser – Part II: If Only I Weren’t Lonely.

by Shephard 4/5/2016

written by Shephard

Hurry up and fuckin’ wait — oh, how I despise that phrase/former way of life. I don’t like sitting ’round on my arse doing nothing (besides exam prep) but that’s what I’ll have to do for now. Things should be bearable as long as these folks working my case stop making it all about money and meeting these stated outcomes of theirs, because otherwise I’m going to turn violent… and that won’t end well for whoever happens to be on the receiving end of my violent gestures.

…but I’m not a violent person by nature. Of course not. I’d much prefer to reach a compromise […]

4/5/2016 6 comments

Hurry up and wait

by Durmmy 7/27/2014

written by Durmmy

Finished up my goodbye video today, probably a little prematurely. Still have to order my ******** tank, but what the hell? If I die of natural causes in the next few days I’m ahead of the curve.

7/27/2014 2 comments

still building the wall

by kristink 7/19/2013

written by kristink

really angry and irritable for some reason. maybe it’s the heat. i am lonely yet i want to be alone. i am tired of talking. tired of being me. i have little patience for social niceties. i guess you would call that isolating myself. i am pretty good at that. i find myself lost in my head a lot these days. losing time. not paying attention to the here and now. seems like i am fading away. almost have myself convinced that my demise wouldn’t be a big deal. i wouldn’t be missed by too many people. there seems to be more times where i […]

7/19/2013 0 comment

misery=life

by my heaven is your hell 7/4/2013

written by my heaven is your hell

I am on seaside with my family.Only my mom saw my cuts on legs and arms but she didnt tell father,i told her not to.Because i promised her that i stopped self harm.And i did stop but the will is still here.I ignore it.I have bf ,and fisrt time in life i think love does exist.I love him,he loves me,our love is strong,he keeps me alive,he is giving me reason to live .He kisses scars on my skin,he try really hard to help me.

But today i snapped.I just broke.I run to the sea ,jump in in,and tried to drown myself .Nobody was watching,i could do […]

7/4/2013 7 comments

sad, alone, lonely, hopeless, afraid, and i should be dead

by ffffuuucckd 3/6/2013

written by ffffuuucckd

i live with my parents (again) and i’m 28 years old, nearly 29. i work on computers for 40 hours a week. over the past year i have cleared up a lot of debt (largely in part because mom and dad have not charged me rent and put a dinner on the table for me). i’m coming up on a year at my current job; the end of May marks both my 1-year anniversary and my birthday.

about this time last year i was calling the police on some dumb ***** and her self-centered daughter when she threatened my life. i was such a wreck, racing […]

3/6/2013 2 comments

[Notification of intent…3]

by Dead Right 1/23/2013

written by Dead Right

I noted a reply to one of my earlier posts that stated I was not actually talking about committing suicide immediately or maybe that was never my intent at all. To this I reply, if you were around on the Suicide Project six to twelve months ago you would not think that.Â The only reason I did not finish the job was because I was evicted from my home of 20 years because I had lost my job and became broke very fast.
Prior to becoming homeless last April, I had my Final Exit all planned out and was only waiting for the best time…for me.

The […]

1/23/2013 3 comments

Psycho

by Rain 1/10/2013

written by Rain

I sat at myÂ desk in school wondering what it would be like ifÂ I stabbedÂ myselfÂ through the heart withÂ that guys extremely sharpÂ pencil.Â Death by writing utensil. A thought that drew a smile on my face.
Ugh that stupid noise.Â A noise that interrupted the only thought that madeÂ me smile today.
I concentrate a bit harder, butÂ it is only clear to me that the sound comes from the front of class. I look up.
“RRrrruhh. RRraaayy.”
My brain starts to work in time to hearÂ the teacher call my name for, what I could tell by herÂ tone was, theÂ fifth time.
“Rain!Â Is […]

1/10/2013 7 comments