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Prosthesis

by Donaldwasagreatman 8/22/2013

written by Donaldwasagreatman

Today I’m going to kill myself. Â I’m going to finish my day at work and when I’m done, I’m going to kill myself. Â I’m going to take the bottle of muscle relaxers and drink the bottle of wine and die in the spot that the homeless man sleeps when he’s drunk. Â When they take my body, they will have to clean the area and that will be good for him.

Alex will be so sad but she will write great songs about her feelings and go on to enjoy lots more success. Â She will meet someone new that will love her better than me. Â Her life […]

8/22/2013 5 comments

What I must admit

by MichelleJ 6/14/2013

written by MichelleJ

I never keep promises unless I reeeeeeeally have to

The only reason I keep any promises is when either the law or the medical establishment forces me to keep them…

I’m a survivor and haven’t yet killed myself, nor have I gone with counting down five years from now to die at my own hands, because I was made to swear that I wouldn’t attempt suicide again, nor ask to be helped to die again, by who? The fucking doctors. I love them, yet they give me a hard burden to bear. I love one friend in this world, a few family members only.

I never believed in […]

6/14/2013 7 comments