So, as I was sitting here I got to thinking and started going over my habits and addictions and thought I would share. I’m obsessed with chap stick, not eating it but just sitting there and running it over my lips idk why. I ALWAYS pick apart my pizza and hamburgers. 95% of the time I use bowls to eat out of and spoons. (Now some gore ones) *WARNING* ? ? ? I’m obsessed with picking at my scabs and I love the feeling of blood running down my body. I have an addiction to the burning of alcohol and smoke on my throat. I […]
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Just to clear up the confusion of mistaken identities and jumbled and multiple profiles. Insignificant had it partly right I am indeed anthropopornia; however the deceit doesnt end there. Oh no. I must confess… *dramatically looking up and making eye contact* I am every profile on SP. I am you. Ohhhhh…!
I’m currently sitting at my desk catching up on SP and had a giggle at the earlier addiction post. There were some funny/entertaining posts by some great regulars.
Then i switch to news. Com.au and the real world is fkd. I see heart breaking headlines of shootings, oppressed north Korea, typhoon, angry mobs, transgender murder, isis blasts ancient temple, zimbabwe lifts hunting restriction and so on.
Such a depressing world.
But I’m glad i got sp. Here i can believe in the goodness of humanity.
Okay guys I have a confession. I’m addicted to SP! It has been so much more active and so many new stories have been shared even ones that have made me smile and giggle a bit! You guys are bringing me happiness and it’s nice to be able to share these things with you all! I was having a really shitty night/morning but after sitting here and reading comment after comment and story after story my mind hasn’t gone to it’s regular negative state and instead I’ve felt more positive and happy inside just by seeing how caring and humorous you all can be. Thank […]
I’m an atheist but sometimes I have to wonder, there must be a reason for all this shit I’ve/we’ve been put through, surely the universe and life isn’t all just a chance event and yet that’s what makes most sense, certainly compared to what any religion has to offer.
Conceived in a moment of lust, never asked to be born, don’t ask to be alive now, yet here I am, living and breathing, for what bloody reason. The people in this world create and destroy in equal measure, all the good there is, there seems to be an equal amount of evil to balance it all […]
It’s been a long ride man. I’m soon derailing the train and go on an infinite cosmic quest in the realm of the unknown. Next week I end it all. I have already printed my suicide note. Already dropped it at my big brother’s corporate office. He then messaged me on facebook with his banal Jesus loves you grace preaching. As thought it will liberate me from my draconian fate.
Life is just funny man. I never thought I’d tread such a dreary path. I don’t wanna live any more. Lost all Hope, Lost all passion for life. Hahahaha I even quit my fucking job yesterday, […]
I’ve had this image in my head for the last several weeks. It’s of me sitting in an empty white space, leaning up against a solitary white framed wooden door. I imagine that once I arrived in this white purgatory, I spent a great deal of time beating against the door, jiggling the knob, trying to move on to what’s next. But after a while, I realized that nothing I can do will open the door, so I sit and wait. Occasionally I knock on the door softly, whisper sweet nothings to it, but the door remains firmly in place.
It’s a metaphor for the way […]
Does anyone else ever stop and think just how impressive this sight is? not the people on it (who are all unique and amazing in their own way) but the very sight itself that allows people from all over the world to reach out and get help from people who know what they are going through. a site that focus’s on helping people survive and where possible “get better”. For a group of people so devoid of hope it seems to be a beacon of strength and that hope that so many lost, what an utterly incredible place. I would love to know just how […]
I normally rummage through this page reading people’s stories. The stories on this site have had a subtle effect on rendering my depressive states managable. I come here when I am about to flip the switch. And when I do, I feel like I’ve found peace with myself. Ughh sometimes I feel like a masochist. Living vicariously through people’s pain. I’m sorry but that’s what keeps me dangling on a soon-to-rapture string fastened to a shitty purposeless existence.
My heart goes out to an SP member named tphg. I come from a Third world country in Afrika that you’d be hard-pressed to locate on the world […]
First, who is your daddy and what does he do. Oh sorry, that’s Kindergarten Cop. (I’m silly, I know)
So the other day I was reading through posts here on SP like normal, and I read something someone posted and it really got to me. Because I could relate to her for one, but the way she spoke through her words and what she said just got the best of me. I mean my heart goes out to all of you, but this person really grabbed me. I don’t know how to use this site well. I know how to post, read posts and look at […]
This is my 1st post in SP. I nvr wanted to b here. But now i am. Coz i started hating my life. How people can easily cheat on us after having a complete relation? How he forget abt the days n nights i hv dedicated to him. Yesss…. I loved him… i loved him too much. Inspite of all the differances, inspite of our family problems. I loved him.
He was elder to me by 11 yrs…. yesss…. n still i loved him…. more than anything else in this world. Went through immense tortures & pains. but still never left him. Carried […]
I am looking at all of my posts on my wordpress via SP. Under my latest post it says that I received mail on the far right side. When I go to view this mail the website says “you don’t have….”. Curious how I might view this mail.
Any help would be appreciated.
when you were born you cried and the world rejoiced but make sure when you die the world cries but you rejoice takecare SP people
i made my SP account recently but ive been visiting this site for more than 4 years.. this site had amazing conversations and people were really socializing and the posts had not less then 20 comments however depressed or suicidal you were people would cheer you and be friendly now i see posts going without comments and no socializing this place was like a big family what happened???
Alcohol… makes me feel great for a few hours then horrible for about 24. Last night I drank two-thirds of a bottle of wine, way too much for this middle-aged woman. Pills have never been my friend and I try to avoid sedatives as much as possible, but insomnia, a companion since childhood seriously kicked in the past few months along with my suicidal tendencies, and I’ve been reaching for that bottle of pills too often. While the pill hangover is zombie-like the booze makes me want to die even more than ever.
In the past year I’ve managed to almost completely isolate […]
You may all think I am hopelessly naive, but I am a person of faith. I long to be done with this side of existence as I really have no one or anything to make hanging around worthwhile. I suffered intense bullying as a child and teenager. I attempted at 17. But once I was out of high school, things did change. And although I have always been the proverbial misfit and lonely my entire life, things did get somewhat better for me and I had two successful careers in retail and travel. Now my health has taken all of that from me and depression […]
A comment exchange led to a sudden consideration of what would happen if you ended up meeting someone from on SP in person and becoming friends/partners/whatever. (That’s happened, I believe?) I mean, what would you say if someone asked where you met each other? “I. Uh. Online. We’ll go with online.”
And, yeah, there will be the wise-asses among you who will happily tell people where you met. I’m well aware. 😛
Everyday it is the same thing, get up go through my day, spend time with my daughter and my fiancée, occasionally talk to the few friends I have, clean or do school work. Sometimes I spend my spare time checking SP or Facebook which isn’t so bad but I swear it’s like a broken record playing through the same section of the same song and skipping in the same places everyday. I hate it. I wish it would change. Then I play it again. Every day. I don’t know why. Sometimes I wonder if maybe I’m a masochist. Not in a physical sense but emotionally. […]
Okay, so where I am, there isn’t long until it’s officially Valentine’s day 2015. Personally I hate the holiday, it only serves to make a lot of people miserable, myself included.
I know a lot of people are on SP because they feel alone but I want to let anyone reading this know…
I love you, and I always will no matter what. I’ll always listen if you need me to.
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