hahaha. So let me explain or digress rather. This deaf guy walked by and he had a sign on his laptop bag bravely strung around his neck that read: speak up and speak clearly to my face please, I am hard of hearing. Where the fuck did that expression come from. I’m hard of hearing? I’m hard FROM hearing. I’m hard TO hear. I’m hard BY hearing. What the fuck is hard of hearing. Doesn’t even make sense. This language man. And my own personal joke that nobody else but Hjertsblomst will get: Fuck norwegians. It’s killz by the way. I felt you may not […]
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Into the darkness,I walk alone,
Where all my faith and hopes are gone,
Into the abyss,I jump tonight,
I know nothing ever can be set right,
When I put the noose around my neck,
I can’t take my regrets back,
Why is it so difficult to kick the chair,
Knowing well my freedom is near.
last night, in a desperate and drunken attempt to end my life, I tied extension cords around my neck about 10 times, tightening them, hoping they would cut off blood supply to my corotid artery. Welp, just like last time guess who da fuck showed up? That’s right! My aunt. She just happened to be down in the basement and knocked over something, then went into my room to say she’s sorry. Then she looked at me and removed my blanket to see I had cords tied around my neck. At least she was cool enough not to call the psyche ward. I went up […]
A Poem Written by Myself.
The Itch
I have this itch.
It lives inside me
and I don’t know
why it stays.
I have this itch.
It burns my skin,
and I don’t know
how it stops.
I have this itch.
It sheds my blood,
and I don’t know
why I’m doing this.
I have this itch.
It’s around my neck,
and I know exactly
how I got here.
~XxNameGoesHerexX
So, my name is Megan, and this is my first post here.
I’m sixteen and have been self harming on and off for the past three years, and I tried to kill myself three years ago. My best friend and my sister’s friend are the only people that know about my suicide attempt.
When I was thirteen, I self harmed for the first time. I remember it quite distinctly, because it was the start of a long, dark road. It was barely a scratch the first time. I used a pair of compasses that I found in my school bag, and I cried immediately after […]
I went down to the basement with a chair and some cloth (couldn’t find rope) I tied the cloth to a metal bar on the ceiling, and got on the chair. I then put the cloth around my neck and tied my hands together (wasn’t easy). Then after 2 minutes hesitating, I kicked the chair and hung there choking to death. I blacked out after 45 seconds. I woke up about 4.5 hours later with a really sore neck as headache. I saw the cloth had broken. So now, this time I got some rope, leaned how t make a noose, and am attempting again […]
Last night i tried to hang myself.
I did evrything right. No one was home, took the rope, tied it perfectly on the support. And did a slip knot on the other end. Put it across my neck and jumped. I felt myself going unconsious. And them black. All i could see was blackness. A few minutes later i regained consciousness. Evrything around me was moving, couldn’t even stand up. After like 10 mins or so i stood up and realised that i somehow managed to get myself off the noose. And my head swollen, neck swollen too, and my face it was like all the […]
“Live or die, I’d rather take the latter route
Take the ladder route
Rope around my neck and kick the ladder out
There’s no need to drag it out”
I need somebody to explain this to me. When i have a plastic bag over my head taped around my neck with a cord pumping helium inside, doesnt the bag just expand like a baloon and pop after a while? Or do i leave the valve turned off?
Bonus question: is a 2.2 liter tank enough?
Hey, Dead Girl!! Don’t cry for me.
It was a tragic existence,
this life you leave.
No ones to blame , but this for sure,
They hated your beauty, something you misunderstood.
You lived in a Bird cage on your own accord.
A cage of ugliness,
With an unlocked door.
They called you “fat”
They called you “whore”
But it was false, you never felt the touch of a lovers hand before.
So….. To your tormentors,
You sow the seeds of that mornings ghastly, ghoulish deed.
It was at the bus stop,
For your prosecutors to see.
You hang by your neck,
From the […]
An angel in the darkness.
A demon of the lamplight.
From shadow to shadow I lurch and I hide.
I’ve lost my identity.
I’ve lost my bearings.
I’m afraid of this beast down deep inside.
I don’t like leaving the house anymore. It’s become a chore and I hate it.
But I did leave. And I went far. Over 100 miles.
And I saw you. But you didn’t see me. I was right in front of you. You walked right passed me.
You looked right at me. You looked right through me.
I could have reached out and touched you. I could have reached out and snapped your neck.
None of you saw me. I wasn’t […]
it happened on a cold winter day
and was started by a romantic cliche
the ghost of being all alone
departed when you took me home
and shattered all I’ve ever known
I can’t forget the darkness that night
except for the beam of that brake light
the embrace of your king sized bed
softened all the words you said
and reminds me that I can’t forget
our bodies’ passionate duet
one minute you were drinking with me
and then the next we’re in neck deep
I still can taste the wine we shared
and feel the heat of our affair
now it’s been burned into my head
How heavy is your depression? Anybody else have that incessant ache in their neck & shoulders from the weight?
Breaking Bad episode 402 – Thirty-Eight Snub, right at the end Jessie Pinkman, [Aaron Paul] turns up the volume, & sits down in front of the speaker… & while he is struggling to hold it all in, he briefly rubs his neck…
I’ve had the pain so long that I had forgotten that I even used to do that. I had long since stopped because it never helped to relieve any pain or aching. It made me wonder though… Someone else must know that same ache.
Ever catch the scent in a girl’s hair when you go in to kiss her neck?
I miss that.
there’s a different kind of tired
not the kind when you haven’t slept
or you’ve run two miles
or you haven’t eaten in hours
it’s the kind you can feel
behind your eyes
your neck
your shoulders
your chest
your knees
everywhere
when you’ve just had enough of being knocked down by it all
and the only cure is sleep
but not even that cures
because you know when you wake
you’ll be tired all over again
so you just drift through everything
tired.
I’ve been strangling myself with a belt, all day and night. I try so hard to keep it on, but things call me out of my room and I can’t walk out with it around my neck. I don’t want to live but I want to go out this way, as I just relax and watch something until I fade out. I know if I don’t go soon, I’ll lose everything again.
“Or are you just going to become a humble little butterfly”
It’s just me and little Leroy; always has
The only thing that’s right in hell is the ground
Chained, masked, neck to the boulder
Humble white death, utter-doom-child of all calamity
The insulin, the insulin
The saga in the year of the Horse, dark
Taken, under the ‘Blood-Moon’
But fate was already written
My little Leroy, your pure cosmic soul
Will you transfer through, our tears of ours lives
You are my forever, transfer the data
Leroy The Number One, I love you
Nobody knows our history, it was just you and me
Forever and the after, you will always […]
Hi everyone,
I’m not sure if anyone will read this or care but I’ve accepted that boiling up my demons inside of me is not the answer, so here’s my story.
I’ve only felt this while for a little over the year, and I’m not exactly sure what triggered it. I have a stable family, a stable education, and a stable set of friends. I have a roof over my head and I have a lot to be thankful for. But I had one sad day too many, and one day I just collapsed into this mindset. And I haven’t gotten out.
I wrote a paragraph of reasons […]
I’ve been away from the site for a couple of weeks and I have to weigh in on Robin Williams. Nobody seems to understand how personal pain can be so great to drive a person to destroy themselves in such a violent and agonizing way. Think for a moment (if you haven’t) how horrible it would be to hang from the neck using a leather belt – not “hang” as they do in a calculating way to snap the neck but to hang, suffocating in violent pain until you pass out – maybe more than once.
I write this not to be morbid in any way but […]
Tryed the rope around my neck and slowly go Down in knees. Just to try how it feels. Im scared for What happens next? I get dizzy and then stand up again. How long Will it take to be unconsious? Im not from US so sorry for Any spelling mistakes.