somebody kill me please
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kill me please
a girl i know who started dating my last boyfriend whilst we were still dating, has begun flirting with my current boyfriend. i feel like she is trying to make me kill myself. she is like going on his ask and sending him kissy faces and she stole his jacket, and urgh. she knows all the shit that i go through and she knows i self harm, and she continues to make my life hell. urgh and i feel like a nasty jealous girlfriend, and i trust him kind of but i dont know im just so pissed of, good thing im going to die […]
Really, what’s so great about this world anyways? All I see are a bunch of people who have too many worries to be bothered with some suicidal girl, and I don’t blame them, I wish I could be one of them but I’m not. I’m just a repulsive, hard to love, self harming, suicidal girl. I’m no one special or anyone that will be truly missed. Can someone come and stab me to death, please? It would be much appreciated.
I do but then again I couldn’t care less. There’s just so much pain behind the fake smile that I put on my face every morning in order to “fit in.” I’m just tired, can someone come and shoot me in the head? I don’t deserve to live anyways, I want to die.
To that little girl, smiling from ear to ear, with no worries on her mind and no demons in her head? Where’s the girl whose smile would light up a room, who laughed like there was no tomorrow, who would spend hours jumping in the rain, where’s the girl who enjoyed life?
What happened to me, what’s wrong with me? Now I am waiting to die, every second of every day just waiting. I’ve been waiting for 4 years now, when will it finally come to an end?
“When you grow up, your heart dies.”-The Breakfast Club.
Fuck being in love.Love, it is torturing me. It truly is horrible to be in love with someone who will never feel the same way about you. It eats you from the inside, causes more insecurities to appear, it’s just another thing that pushes me closer to killing myself. And I hate myself even more for falling in love with someone who only thinks of me as a sweetheart, someone with a perfect girlfriend that I could never compare to, I hate myself for getting myself into these situation. I just really hate myself and life in general. Can’t I die already? I don’t want to feel anything anymore, I want to be deep under the grass and dirt where I can finally be content in the darkness.
by mm9
written by mm9
Days like today makes me feel like I’m a fucking piece of shit waiting to rot away, or a waste of skin maybe. Fucking tire of people feeling ofended with the things I say or do… and people pushing me to care about them when it’s fucking clear they don’t give a shit about me, or else they would call me or text me or look for me…
What a wonderful fucking world !
The love i have for you.. makes me want to kill myself sometimes. i love you. i loath you. i just want to die so i can stop feeling these feelings! someone come kill me.. come tie the knot around my neck and let me hang
I thought i was doing so great. Love is my poison. Confusion is like a knife. The fact i only have guy friends and every girl i know hates me when i’ve done nothing to them.. it hurts. you feel alone. my first love has become a monster. I just recovered from self harm and suicide a month ago and now im falling again. i want to be strong but i feel like i want to take something burning hot to my arm. possibly attempt to bleed again. i feel like everyone just thinks im completely annoying. i let the simplest things get to me […]
My life is great. Loving parents. Not poor (nither rich but like it matters). There is no reason for me to want to die. I do though. There’s no reason for me to live. I don’t believe in god. I don’t care about family reactions. I only care about myself. I’m selfish, I don’t have a problem with me being selfish. I WANT TO DIE. I just don’t want pain. Every death is painful if self inflicted. Other than pills, but if that doesn’t work. People will make it impossible for me to kill myself, and I’ll have worse of a life. Joy! Any ideas?