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Confused I guess

by cynical-sai 8/19/2013

written by cynical-sai

(Sorry in advanced if things are disjointed posting on my cell)

I found this site nearly two years ago thought maybe I should make an account. Each time I would be bogged down with fear that maybe I shouldn’t what would people think? After all I already get looks because I have to see a doctor on and off or the medication that has caused issues in the past.

Today I gave in the fear is still there however something I said last week gave me pause. “Maybe the reason I haven’t tried in a while isn’t because I suddenly want to live. Maybe it is because […]

8/19/2013 2 comments

My post of no importance #2

by I.cant.breathe! 4/20/2013

written by I.cant.breathe!

Take another step dear,
take another breath dear,
bow to your fans dear,
and poof, you disappear dear.
Take another shot hun,
Drink until your numb, hun.
It’s all a buncha fun,
Bam, shouts the gun!
Buy a bikini, dear
and make it pretty, dear.
wear waterproof makeup dear,
cause you wanna look good, dear.
now jump in the water hun,
let it take away the pain, hun
and Done done done, hun,
you’re done.
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I havn’t written a poem or song for a while. I guess because things have been okay since since last monday, I started going downhill again, I have a […]

4/20/2013 0 comment

I don’t know how much more I can take

by sunnyslife 4/19/2013

written by sunnyslife

This feeling it hurts a lot I wish it would go away. Everyday I wake up pretending to be happy putting on a fake smile for everybody to see. I feel so alone and unwanted by everyone no one understands they or love me . Just tolerate me or push me to the side. I seem to cry every night the days are getting longer and I think that is if I hurt myself I would feel some type of real emotion. Or maybe just that one step into the street can end everything. Poof! I’ll be gone and life can continue like it always […]

4/19/2013 2 comments

I accept yet still fear

by SomeMalaise 7/24/2012

written by SomeMalaise

I just woke up a few minutes ago. I was just resting my head on my pillow when that feeling hit. Boom. How do I know I actually exist? Why do I feel like I’ve seriously been here before. It keeps nagging me in the back of my brain. It wake me up abruptly from a night of rest or just before. I hate how it does that. Stop bothering me with these thoughts. That and my memories. I understand they happened. I understand one day I will die. STOP REMINDING ME. That’s all my brain does it just reminds me like I don’t already […]

7/24/2012 0 comment

Some times – some days …

by Dawg 7/23/2012

written by Dawg

I’ve been a kind of a fixture on SP for several months – some know me – others have never seen me. Some like me, some respect me, others hate me and think I’m full of crap and retarded.

I care about everyone – and I try to be positive and upbeat – strong for those who don’t feel they can take another step. I don’t “want” any of us to be here but that just isn’t realistic. and for many of us, ‘here” is a small piece ofÂ flotsamÂ in and angry sea that will eventually but surely take us all …Â preferablyÂ when we’re old and grey … […]

7/23/2012 6 comments

I’m Getting Sick of It…

by Perfectionisms Mistress 7/16/2012

written by Perfectionisms Mistress

I spend every second of every single day trying to make sure that I am “skinny”. I don’t even want to be like.. anorexic. I just want to have a little skin on my belly. I used to be that, but due to high amounts of stress POOF! There goes my cute little body. I hate looking into the mirror. I wish I could erase what I see. I eat only smart ones, healthy choice, special K, or salad. Literally, this is it. I work out three to four times a week from thirty minutes to an hour. I swear I do not cheat on […]

7/16/2012 7 comments