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Writing out tragedy

by AhimsaShadow 3/29/2013

written by AhimsaShadow

I am a student of suicide. I am fascinated by it and the prospect does not daunt me in the least. However, I cannot seem to do the deed. I cannot end this life of mine. I have tried ~12 times since I was 9 years old and aside from passing out a few times, I have never even gone into a coma.

If I believed in God, I might see his hand being part of this. However, I think I am just not motivated enough to die. Nor to live. I am in living pergatory.

I am 22 years old now. Female. Asexual, but unable to […]

3/29/2013 7 comments

Ramblings of an (in)sane being 3.

by BlueOrchid 1/29/2013

written by BlueOrchid

Have you ever felt like you were living on borrowed time? Got up in the morning to a cool, icy, winter sun and felt that you weren’t alive? That everything in this world is too surreal. That you are nothing but a mere spec of dust floating in the glow of the sun. Whirling and twirling, Being inhaled and exhaled by the world and it’s inhabitants. Or have you ever felt even smaller than that? Just one single atom. So miniscule that no one can truly define you beyond the others that surround.

Have you ever felt like you are part of the uniformity of society? […]

1/29/2013 1 comment

The life of a shell

by kclarkson 5/17/2012

written by kclarkson

I am a shell. I have been dealing with depression for about 4 years now, and it has eaten away at me till there is nothing left but the corporeal person you may meet, or not. I consider myself dead most of the time. I finally started to come to that realization after my girlfriend left me. We can call her Elizabeth. She was the one who initially saw that I needed help, real help. She convinced me to go out and seek medical treatment in any form. She wanted to stay with me and grow old together, but that required me to live to […]

5/17/2012 1 comment

back again, don’t know why

by tphg 3/26/2012

written by tphg

well, it’s cause I have nowhere else to go; nothing else I want to do besides wallow in misery.

Or misanthropy. Misanthropy in me is more real than I ever thought. I could have sworn that I started having delusions and psychological disorders of my own accord, because I was bored and needed something to think about. I really do dislike people though. Not because I think they’re evil or destroying the world or anything, they’re just not my cup of tea.

People live through their mouths, always talking, always consuming; don’t they get tired? I’ve been tired going on 4 years now.

Or 3 years. […]

3/26/2012 2 comments

My dear Parents

by Harunoame 1/8/2012

written by Harunoame

I am not a child anymore but you still look at me like one because of my actions that you assume is childish and immature. However, I strongly believe that my actions are rational with deep reasoning that you cannot see or try to understand. All you did in your life was stuff your own logic into me that chocked me and suffocated me to the point that I no longer want to reason with you.

My dear parents, I thank you for giving birth to me and for letting me see this wonderful world which I love but also hate to the extreme. However because […]

1/8/2012 2 comments