hey ya’ll. i know what meds i need. i just cant afford them. I dont wanna be homeless, but it very possibly might end up that way. Im so close to getting healthy, oh well. I will continue to fight to find decent employment and to get my own place (through HUD or section 8 or something). I miss my friends on this site? Where did you all go?
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oh well
I do it for the joy
it brings
because i”m a joy
full girl
because the world owes me
nothing
and we owe each other
the world
i do it because it”s the least i
can do
i do it cause i learned it
from you
i do it just because i
want to, because i want to
everything i do
is judged
they mostly get it wrong
but oh well
the bathroom mirror has
not budged
and the woman who lives there
can tell
the truth from the stuff they say
she looks me in
the eye
“would u prefer the easy way?
no, well ok then………………………………..dont cry”
it is quiet. it is still.a moment of peace. i relish these moments as i wait for the world to awaken.alone, with my thoughts, and the treasures of yesterdays broken dreams. the fear has not overwhelmed me yet, and the pressures and demands of dailey existance have not started.how i wish the sun would stop its dayley climb ans allow me to enjoy this for more than a fleeting moment. oh well. a moment of beauty and peace in this dark place is better than none at all. ill take what i can get
How wonderful!
About a couple months ago, my dad tried to kill my mom. I stopped him, then he tried to kill himself by drinking the acid he wanted to throw in her face…
To make things even better, ever since my dad returned home from the hospital (a month and a week ago), there’s been constant fighting between my parents.
And for some reason, I ”need” to get counselling for this ”traumatic” event… As if this was the first time my parents try to murder each-other, or to my dad tries to kill himself…
Oh well, life is good, ain’t it? Fuckin’ tired of this shit…
it was a set up. i knew it was a set up and went anyway. i was hungry. people do wierd things when they are hungry. i only went for the food. food wasnt good, and the price was worse. i do not need or want their relegion. and i am a way better cook. how dare they tell me that what i think and feel is wrong. what i believe is a lie,their is only one way. what bullshit. i was hungry. only wanted to eat. no one to blame but me.i knew better. should have stuck with macdonalds
I am sick of crying every day! big people don’t cry, right? Sick of it !!! Tired of all the BS. I really want to go on with my life I really do but something is always at the heart, major issue!!!! I have thought about suicide since I was a child and being molested by both parents….took my virginity…thanks Dad. I know, no one wants to hear about sexual & mental abuse, too uncomfortable, oh well, its out there every day !!!! The stats are highly under reported and disgusting. I moved to this apartment because there is a garage and that is a really […]
So they blocked this website at work. I’m not sure if they saw that i was visiting it an inordinate amount daily or it’s a coincidence. I can’t really look at it as often as I’d like.
I stayed home today. but I called in sick, showered and ate so I think i’m doing pretty good. I’m not letting things fall apart but I don’t know how I’m gonna make it tomorrow.
I feel stupid. I’m a bit ashamed of my sadness but at the same time I want to be out about being sad and sometimes suicidal. I hate the stigma. the fact that I’ve used […]
well i think my best “friend” i think hes gonna tell everyone that im “gay but im not gay im bi so yea i will lose a lot of friends ???? i hope everything goes well i will only give 1 day tommorow monday to see how people will react
if they hate me oh well ill just kill my self and then ill haunt them maybe…. Middle school changed me i now where only kind of dark collors i hate it yeah help me
HELP ME
HELLPPP MEEEE
-brian mejia r.
I stoped 2 friends too not suicide…. But no 1 will help me…. Everything i do is wrong…. Everything I touch is wrong…..everything I choose is wrong….. God wont help….. Men that likes men will burn in hell so even if i commit this act i still will go to hell burning forever
oh well my friend will no y i did it
becuase of him ???? oh well hope your problems are fixed not like mine
-brian mejia r.
Losing one’s mind can really make you lose your mind. I lost mine, and as though it doesn’t make much sense, because I haven’t found it yet, I feel like I keep losing it.
Like I’m falling an endless hole, like I’m drowning in a bottomless sea. Just when I think it can’t get any worse my inner demons welcome me to a new and improved methods of suffering. I can’t fucking take it anymore.
I make a plan. 3AM. Overdose. Yet every night at 2:59AM I bail. I just go on dying. Oh well.
I gave up the search for my lost mind. They say when things get […]
Time has gone by and no marked improvement of my depression…what am i gonna do with myself, those people on the phone told me that no depression lasts forever… i think they were lying just to make me stay and watch me suffer a little more. Pills pills pills, after pills, having to look at my family each day and fail them again and again and watching their face as they feel sorry for me…asking the sky for a miracle so i can stand on my own two feet and live on my own and not depend on others… well oh well…. how marvelous. these […]
you go through each day like every other. you don’t smile, you don’t frown. you’re not in deep thought and you not I’m a conversation. your just listening in. you’re not with friends, you’re not alone, you’re just…there. someone hits you. you choose to ignore it. you got a good grade on a test. whoopee. not like it matters. every person that has ever hated you could start to love you. but you wouldn’t notice. every person in your family dies. can you tell? you don’t know where you are. but your not lost. your just wandering. one minute you have a dream. the next […]
Um, so… Hi?
Google suggested I come here and I really don’t know if that was such a good idea or not. I’m Pro Choice and this site doesn’t look like it gives you much of a choice. “SP” looks like a “No Kill Zone” and that’s fine, but I’m more a “Living Optional” kind of person. It kills me when people make choices for you, but don’t come up with a solution. “It’ll get better…” they croak, but the sad truth is, no it doesn’t get better; it gets worse.
If you’re young, wait a few years; If you’re old, […]
I just sent an e-mail to a site that (supposedly) does contract killing.
Yep.
They’ll hopefully kill me (I haven’t received a response yet) and then they can do whatever the fuck they want with my shit. Sell it, break it, donate it, I don’t give a fuck.
Pathetic, can’t even kill myself. Need to hire it out. Oh well. Hopefully they’ll get back to me and this will end quickly. If they’ll even do it. If this is even a real site and not someone trying to be funny.
This is terribly reckless. And I find myself not caring.
See y’all on the other side, if […]
Well guys just an update , I failed my finals been crying , I put my all into and failed but my teacher saw my potential and giving me a make-up …….hopefully I pass the make up test ……I just totes sad tonight *sad face * and tomorrow is valentines day and I still can’t even see my boyfriend oh well , plus everyone in my class calls me a demon and it’s pissing me off been thinking abt mass murder but I know that wrong but just been keeping to myself a lot .
Love Allie
xoxoxo
A bell rings out.
A pitched sound that hits the eardrum
and cripples the heart.
A line of black parades the street.
The world’s colors fade away.
A black and white existence.
The vibrancy is ripped away.
And the thought that your life may never be the same
is a thought you never wanted to hit you.
But it does.
It hits you harder than anyone has ever realized.
And years have passed.
And you still cry at night
until the tears have numbed the pain in your chest
and you finally drift to sleep;
praying to whatever god there is
that you don’t wake up the next day.
Each morning
you wipe the dried tears from your face
and everyone around you
thinks you […]
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