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Scum

Just want a little taste of Anonymity

by No name given 4/17/2013

written by No name given

Heh,so I guess I really just wanted to say goodbye I guess, haha!

I guess it might be my “last cry for help” or something like that…?

Anyways, I guess I just needed to get it off my chest that I’m really leaving.

I’m scum and this is what I deserve, I had friends that helped me through thick and thin, but I couldn’t get over being depressed… I ruined them!

Mmmmm… I hope they don’t find out what I do, but at the same time I do?

It hurt like hell to detach from them and… after they stopped me from my last attempt they either know I can’t […]

4/17/2013 2 comments

life is terrible

by shaunalewisox 4/2/2013

written by shaunalewisox

well here we go, the story of the pretty little rich girl is being spoken about.

Hey, my names Shauna if you knew me you’d know that I’m a very outspoken, confident person, nuh huh you don’t really KNOW me then. where do i begin?

My ‘father’ was an alcoholic, drug and woman abusing piece of scum, he numerously abused my mother and would’ve abused me if i wasn’t for my mothers courage to leave him. Thank god she did otherwise i wouldn’t know where I’d be right now. Nether the less i started primary school, i was the fat gingery blonde girl with glasses who everyone […]

4/2/2013 1 comment

by hopefuldreamer 4/2/2013

written by hopefuldreamer

It really surprises me how my mood can go from being OK (I wasn’t entirely happy) to Â me feeling like utter scum. I started talking more in lunch and fifth period and I usually don’t talk so whenever I do I feel like people just look at me like “why do you even open?” because of the looks they give me, but that doesn’t bother me that much compared to talking to the people you like because it feels like “am I annoying to you?” Â I don’t know maybe school’s just another trigger for me but I feel like “look at all these people probably […]

4/2/2013 0 comment

lost control

by ForbiddenShadow 12/9/2012

written by ForbiddenShadow

my name is Sammantha. i am nearly 20 years of age. ive been out of school for 2 years now working a dead end job. i was a straight A student in high school i wanted to go to school for zoology. it never happened. some where along the line i got scared i wouldnt be smart enought and instead of taking my SAT i took thr ASVAB and was just waiting till i was 18 ton enlist in the Army. finally the time came to do that and my mother who has cancer got sick again. i decidsd to stay back for a while. […]

12/9/2012 1 comment

Why didn’t I just kill myself a long time ago?

by lunabell1987 5/21/2012

written by lunabell1987

I am starting to feel like I am being punished for being alive, I wasn’t truly meant to exist anyway since I was unplanned.Â I can’t have one good thing happen and if something does, I pay for it later on.Â I have been through so much in my life, was mentally and physically abused by my dad, had to watch it happen to my mom who is disabled, been into women’s shelters, was raised in a cult like religion which left me without friends, social activities was highly restricted, no help from them with what was going on at home since they said in […]

5/21/2012 1 comment

Here’s the deal.

by indifference 5/16/2012

written by indifference

One of my friends had quite the bad day.

Some ***** from our school showed everyone her tumblr which was quite personal. She had stuff about her self harm and her suicidal thoughts. Now they’re all calling her an attention seeker and she’s so upset she won’t come back to school until Monday.

I feel like I should be doing something to help. I feel like I should be yelling at these dickheads and showing them my wrists to show that people who self harm are not attention seekers as we do our best to hide our cuts.

I want to be useful to her. I want to […]

5/16/2012 9 comments

A Dissertation On Life: Researched for xx Years

by AGenericPerson 5/10/2012

written by AGenericPerson

There are only two things in life. Success and failure. Call them as you will, happiness and discontentment, power and disinfluence, or fame or obscurity. There is only one thing after life. Death. To those who want it, it comes too late. To those who don’t, it comes too soon. Life is the long winding road to death. After our deaths comes the death of all who we know, and then the death of all who they have ever met and so on. The chance that everyone you have ever influenced will be dead increases over time. But you already know that. We delude ourselves […]

5/10/2012 0 comment

new to the site not to the pain

by leahlost206 2/18/2012

written by leahlost206

Just joined today…. I guess its true what they say about seattle having the highest suicide rate. Ill be the next statistic to add to that list. Its so fucking difficult to have any self confidence or self respect when no one around you doesane the things about me I like get made fun of whenvi share them. I guess it makes sense that the world which I’m in now is too far a cry from me. Like really how am I going to feel suicidale over a drug dealer boy rfriend who hasn’t got shit for himself? He makes me feel lower than scum […]

2/18/2012 11 comments

I can’t tell if it’s a beginning or an end, hm.

by damani 7/25/2009

written by damani

She told me to get the rant out. Say all things that you keep telling yourself over and over quietly. Half of them, you won’t even mean or believe. Then talk to her. My mom. That’s all I ever want to do is sit down and talk to her. Have a conversation. In the past five years I’ve cut, made myself throw up, started smoking pot, drinking excessively and ending up in the hospital. I don’t know what I am doing or even why. I am impulsive like my father.

No one knows. My sister calls me psycho, I forgive her. But maybe I am. The […]

7/25/2009 4 comments

Sigh

by CJ 6/18/2009

written by CJ

I just ate something that I really don’t feel like throwing up. I’m just sitting here, not knowing what to do. And its not just for the moment. It’s not knowing what to do with my life. Who says I can’t play God with my own life? Nobody. I already have a huge bag full of aspirin in my room. I have a bottle of soda too. I know it probably won’t work like theÂ two other times I tried it, and I will just silently throw up my guts in the bathroom while everyone is sleeping.

I read the one comment I got on my other […]

6/18/2009 4 comments