It’s not even 6:00 am, it’s not even a week day and yet here’s life giving me more shit. Seems to be a never-ending vicious cycle and I’m just about fed up. As far as I’m concerned life can go fuck itself, and I use the word life loosely because this ain’t no life. Sometimes things get taken away to free up your hands for something better ??? I’m calling bullshit. Life feels like a bully sometimes, and when a bully takes your stuff, you don’t get nothing back, let alone something better. Well I say Fuck You […]
Broken and empty. Only a book of memories and no life prospects. Fake smiles and a fake laugh that doesn’t even fool the deaf or blind. Through the motions of grainy and redundant. Isolation fills my heart and my life is unkind. I cease to exist not to take my own light. If depression sets in it is an option, I might.
i feel empty
i feel nothing
i feel like nothing
there’s a void
a hole
and i don’t know how to fill it
how to fill this hole inside me
so deep
and dark
i feel no fear
i feel no sadness
i feel no happiness
no life
who am i???
You’re too ugly
You’re not smart enough
You’re not good enough
Everyone’s better
Everyone hates you
You stupid asshole
No talent piece of shit
You’re too awkward
You have no life
You have no friends
You have no future
You have no chance
Give up
End it
What if you did?
They wouldn’t care
They would laugh
They’d spit on your grave
I’m a *****
I’m a ******
I don’t deserve life
I never have
I never will
Normal people don’t give up on life
Normal people love life
Normal people are grateful for what they have
Normal people have friends that love them
Normal people don’t […]
love is just a word for some and a meaning for some…i feel that if their is no love there is no life…everyone needs love…some from family,some from friends,and some from their special one’s…at times you have all that love-family,friends,lover…but what if the family and friends betray you and the lover stands by your side???
In India…love is just a taboo…if a girl loves someone then she is said to be a characterless person…and if her parents doesn’t accept the guy she loves she has no rights to make her own choice to choose her life partner…
I mean why..??? God has given us […]
I was born to a drug adict that loved being passed around bars and biker gangs! No father. First 7 yrs in and out of foster homes, out only when she wanted to feel like a mother. Finally left at an orphanage. 2 years later adopted, it took them all of 5 yrs to realize they didn’t want kids( or just me). Back into foster ” care” for all of high school. Joined they navy, didn’t fit in. A dozen or so girlfriends all cheaters, boy can i pick them. 84 jobs before 30. In that time ( mostly as a teen) tried to kill […]
Just tired and alone. No reason to do anything. No love, no life, no hope. Nothing.
On one of the spectrum, I am a depressive martyr, thinking thoughts of suicide 60% of the time. Hoping that a small fragment of happiness will bless my broken life. I still have hope that maybe one day it will change. I have found out that if you sit and wait for good things to happen, it usually never does, but I have also discovered when I try to make good things happen to me, it blows up in my face and I’m worse off than before. I don’t know why I came back here, did I thought it was going to make me feel […]
As a child I was weird. I grew up thinking that the world was as nice as the sunny Sundays I spent in my mother’s arms when I was a kid. When I got into socializing, at the age of 5 or 6, I started
I miss the girl I used to be. I don’t like the person I see in the mirror anymore. She is even more broken than before. All I see are my scars. Nothing else pushes past them. But I am not in the painful bliss like I used to be. It is almost as if the pain from them has just dissolved into me. I don’t feel anything on the outside anymore and all of my emotions and thoughts that used to keep me numb are focused on the pain of the past. I’ve gotten so used to the pain just being on the outside. […]
No love is no life, loneliness is no life. I desperately need to be held, to be touched, to be loved; a body longing to be caressed.
The warm feeling of two people sharing that moment of passion, the beauty of love. How I wish that a woman would want me, could give me love.
It’s just a song, no woman will ever want me.
What’s the point of continuing if I’m to live my life on my own.
For I am alone, I am empty, I am nothing, and who’ll miss nothing?
Just a sad and lonely creature looking for its death.
I have not had suicidal thoughts. However, I know the pain of loneliness and the feeling of being hated and not being wanted. I know other people that have had suicidal thoughts. It is not worth it. There are many other alternatives for the pain, and there are many other people who care for you, even if you don’t think so. And if you think you do know that there is no one that cares for you, you still have one person. Me. I may not know who you are or what you look like, but I can tell you that you are a living, […]
I have not had suicidal thoughts. However, I know the pain of loneliness and the feeling of being hated and not being wanted. I know other people that have had suicidal thoughts. It is not worth it. There are many other alternatives for the pain, and there are many other people who care for you, even if you don’t think so. And if you think you do know that there is no one that cares for you, you still have one person. Me. I may not know who you are or what you look like, but I can tell you that you are a living, […]
Life is death, death is life, there’s no life without death. Life is useless, life is worthless, life is not needed, at least not for me, life is a beautiful promess that can’t no be keep, life is a fairytale, life fed us up with bullshit, life makes us work our ass off for what, maybe something but at one point what will happen it will all go away, life tels you that itself is beautiful, but deep inside life is so ugly, life won’t last, all those things you’ve work for won’t last you won’t last and what will happen nothing, you’ll just go […]
I have often wondered why total strangers care whether or not I suicide. I have come to the conclusion that it is like pointing out that the emperor has no clothes. Every person that suicides is reminding the other 70%-90% that they should too. That it is only false hopes and fake beliefs that keep them here.
I wish I could go back (40 years!) and talk to my 16 year old self. I would tell him to end it now. I would tell him that it takes me 35 years to give up hope and by then you have “responsibilities”. So now you are stuck: […]
I’ve always felt I was brought into this world by mistake, that I was meant to be in some other solar system. I’m just not like other people here. I have no friends, no job, no life. I haven’t really been happy since I was 12 (I’m now 62)
I do think about suicide sometimes, and believe people like Robin Williams are just braver than I am. I figure that at 62 I can’t have many more years of this agony anyway.
I find it very sad to see these posts from 12 and 13 year olds. You are very young and things have a way of […]
i have no life and im trying not to fall into depression and suicide and stuff right now. anybody wanna talk about whatever?