Things were great in the beginning. Sure he was stuck in leg braces. And yes his mom got humped by the principal to keep Forrest in school.
But the other kids weren’t throwing rocks at him yet. His best friends hadn’t been maimed and killed. And hey: Jenny wasn’t a junkie with AIDS..
Ello. Domino speaking. Back from the hospital. And being closely monitored by a drunk dad. Hahaha. I failed once more. What is this, the 5th time? Fun.. Anyways, while I was in the hospital, I was given the ‘privilege’ of having looseleaf paper and a pencil to draw. But of course, I didn’t draw, I write. So I just slept until a dream stayed in my head, and it turned out to be one of my old memories. I feel bad for leaving you all like I did earlier, so I’m gunna type it right here for you all to know a little bit more […]
I am only 13. And I think about suicide often. Im so young, and ive had it so hard. Things just confuse me so much. When I was 10 I made a “reasoning book” Every time something kills me a little more inside, and makes me think of suicide I write it down in my reasoning book. My plan is when I get to my 100th reason, I will finally try to seek help. I will ask for help. I will put all my trust on a line, and ask for help. And if finding help fails, It will be my last day to breathe. […]
Well, As it began, I was such a fool. Trying to impress the likes of you. You were sixteen years old and I was merely Thirteen. My heart was cold and my eyes were dull. My wrists were cut and my spirits were gone. Â I was a zombie. Simple as that.
One day, I saw your name on the internet, and..something drove me to look. I talked to you for a month.. During which we were the best of friends.. You were hospitalized in Florida. And I was alone in Alabama. When you got out of the place, you came back to my town (where you lived) and […]
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I’ve chickened out so many times but I know one day I will do it. I do feel guilty thinking of people that have died that would have given anything to live I feel so selfish. I was abused when I was younger and cant speak to anyone cause it was a family member. I think of the family and how that news would destroy their lifes so I keep it bottled up so they can live their lifes normally whats one life compared to so many. For a while I was happy but that all ended it seems my life is just meant to […]
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