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good morning sunshine

by heima 11/4/2012

written by heima

I woke up this morning and couldnâ€™t believe this is life. That this is the life I have to live. I canâ€™t believe it although itâ€™s there as real as it could be.

I think about the possibility of being somewhere else. In a different body. Different place. Maybe a little house near the sea. Maybe with someone I care about. But this is just a thought for a Sunday morning. I am aware that it could never happen and I honestly don’t want any of that. It’s just something to cover up the reality.

Actually it would be enough if I could just take a shower, […]

11/4/2012 5 comments

Failure, The Constant In My Life

by help wanted 9/20/2012

written by help wanted

Lights off. Ears plugged. Doors locked.Â Notes placed. Water running. Blade cutting. Perfect. All according to plan.

Lights fading. Consciousness slipping. Room spinning. Parents sleeping. Blood pouring. Finally. Time to go.

No more. The End. Black. Infinite black. Peace. Calm. Eternity.

Then noise. Faint. Distant. A hum. A buzz. Audible only because it it the only sound in the beautiful void.

The hum won’t stop. Won’t go away. Won’t leave me alone. I have to find out what it is. What is it anyway!? Look around. Just black.

Wait, I didn’t look around. I couldn’t. There is only black. Maybe if I open my eyes. ThenÂ I could find the source […]

9/20/2012 4 comments

This place in time, yours and mine

by BatteryLow 9/12/2012

written by BatteryLow

Hey to everyone here on SP. going to start by saying how much I admire the strength you all have for reaching out to a site like this. I’ve been reading for a while, but never registered. I wish i had done it a long time ago. I’m at my fourth year in college, and I suppose in retrospect of my life, it’s always been a steady emotional decline, with small spikes of good big enough to keep me from noticing the downhill, but small enough to keep me from thinking things would really improve in the long run. I ran in front of a […]

9/12/2012 5 comments

what to do…

by cook2012 8/13/2009

written by cook2012

what a life i have. my parents with there sharp tongues and quick jokes. such bullshit they know the impact they have on me its ridicilous i honestly dont know how ive made it this far. and to think when i was 9 years old being called a mother fucked by your own mother who didnt care who didnt think that would do anything to her son. what stopped me from pulling that knife quick across my throat, there are good things in this world but in my case they come rare and often stay short. bits of happiness for me was looking at the […]

8/13/2009 3 comments