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Late Night
I just spent the night at my guy friends house along with a couple of other so-so friends. It took me all night to realize that he was just as dark and alone as I was. He has been depressed for almost as long as I have. That’s a really long time. He carries the weight of everything on his shoulders. He’s constantly pressured and yelled at by everyone. That explains why he always looked so pissed in the hallways whenever I saw him. I can’t wait to see him on Tuesday (no school Monday) and see more of his point of view. I finally […]
I feel like taking a boat from dover to calais and halfway jumping of late at night i know its a sure way to go and i wont be able to turn back or i can get some scuba diving equipment and swim out to sea then maybe take some drug that will put me right to sleep so i dont wake up. I once bought a charcoal grill and was gonna put that in a van but dont think that will work. I dont mind teaming up with someone or if someone can supply me with some drugs that will poison me.
I do like […]
At this time of night all I can think about is I don’t fit in with this family. My dad got this girlfriend and she has three kids. I’m 21 and they rang from 10 to 12. I get I have to grow up but dam they talk me into these “family” trips. I am not the family type. I love my family but I can’t do the happy family crap. My family if broken and I am trying to keep the little family I have together.I cry a lot more then I use to and my friends have talked to me about how scared […]
You see that girl who smiles brightÂ
She’s not the same late at night
Her smile slowley fades awayÂ
When shes sure everyones gone awayÂ
Tears gather in her eyes
She doesnt care, she lets them slide
Pain burning deep inside
Leaving her no bright side
She uses the razor to help her out
To help her make it thorugh the night
The blood runs down her armÂ
Leaving a deadly trace of self-harmÂ
But the pains only gone for nowÂ
It won’t stop it’s made it’s vowÂ
But now she’s all done for todayÂ
And she’ll wear her bright smile just like any other day
All my parents do is make me feel like im not good enough. im sorry i cant be their perfect child. It’s hard trying to keep them happy.
My friends have all became distant. I sit alone on the bus and at lunch. None of them understand. I’ve tried telling them but they dont help. Only i can help myself, i understand that. but i dont know how. im lost.
I told my boyfriend my whole story once. the reason i started cutting. why im suicidal. why im always crying when he calls me late at night. I told him all of my secrets. He made me […]
I am going more then school drama…
Everyday I thinks bout the motel..
I was trapped ina room..
Kidnapped…
I managed to get out late the first night..
It was a miracle..
Untouched..
Nobody knows..
I never told eneunoddy..
Everybody would judge me..
Tease me..
That’s how they are here…
I was gone two days…
Had to walk to find out where I was..
How far home was..
Nobody knew …
Nobody cared…
I hate my life..
I have much more going on then this in my life…
I have suicide thoughts…
Nobody is there for me..
Nobody’s helping me..
no real friends..
No real family..
There was this perosssn who spread fake rumors about me the second day of school..
Ruined me..
Everyone makes fun of me..
Everyday…
I have to deal […]
Late at night, at around 12 A.M. he heard light pitter patter along the halls of the SP House. Nate heard a crash around his door then a paper slipped into his room and then the pitter patter disappeared into the distance. Getting off his bed, he got the note and put it into his pocket. Knowing who it was from, he moved to the lounge.
Hooded figures entered the room, mysteriously late at night. Looking into the room, he saw puppet, as he called himself, leave the room with a hint of sadness. Sitting down at the table, she looked at him and mouthed “please […]
There was an extension wire hanging from the ceiling in my parents basement. For reasons best left unsaid, I decided to end my own life. I pulled up a stool, wrapped the wire around my neck and eased myself off the chair until I could not breath. It was not long before the panic of what I was doing took me and my feet instantly went for the stool. In my rush to regain my footing the stool began to tip and it was in this moment, very late at night, I almost died.
Had I not caught the stool with my feet in time and […]
I am responsible for how I treat my body. I can choose NOT to self-injure. Then are other ways to feel safe.
Have you ever felt the need to slit your wrists, to let all the feelings of guilt and depression out and then sew yourself up just to feel happy again?
I just want to be free.
I’m just trying to keep it together.
Sometimes, I look for scars on peoples wrists. Maybe we could be alike.
Don’t think. Don’t fucking think, because when you think you realise how fucked up everything really is. You realise you don’t know how you got where you are, you don’t know where […]
so last nite i was up all nite reading a book called impulse… i really liked it and i felt like i could relate to the pain they were feeling… and if you notice it mostly goes back to their relationships with their parents… it got me to thinking about how all of us in this world just want to be loved by someone…. if we dont feel loved we feel like what is there to live for right??? i feel like that all the time… i always think about how people dont love me and i ask myself who would miss me if i […]
Wristcutters: A Love Story – I found this movie late one night while perusing netflix and after reading the description I was very intrigued as, of course, I am on the same path (I’m too squeamish to cut though) but I also love quirky movies that take you on an adventure and are filled with both deep meaning and light hearted fun… needless to say I was really taken back with how much I enjoyed it and think that many here might get the same joy and satisfaction while riding along with the characters- it certainly let me escape for a bit while still thinking […]
I thought I felt your breath against mine
The whoosh of late night taxi drivers, caffeinated
Automatic doors snap at your heels.
Exile is a lonely place, thoughts are smashed into -pink floyd’s prism, and you said, you thought it was a prison.
Utopia, the sky is always blue, a feeling of –
glorious chiaroscuro, I was blurry and I was opaque.
– I wanted to send you- dearest- I’m sure- soaking- meantime.
Your cheshire cat smile, and the hill of summer gaze-
Let there be no need to remember
no need to forget.
No one can imagine that so positive-minded I’ve always been would choose to end !
When the cash flow of mine was nearing the critical time, it was hard to bear knowing that my brother wanted the last piece of my property, my shelter from the rain, to be sold to him at three-fifth of the actual value, and my wife also hated me to death awaiting to claim the same last piece. My choice then was to leave this house to my wife who is with my beloved daughter who can then also harvest the share afterall. So, on 2010-7-26, late night, I attempted […]