Title says it all, I wonder what like minded people’s favourite quote is? It can be from a book, tv, film, radio etc…
Mine’s, “”I know myself” he cried “But that is all-“” said by Amory Blaine in the end of This Side of Paradise by Fitzgerald.
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the end
And I’m afraid I can’t ignore it. I have put it off so many times. I even hate myself for not going through with it before, I regret going to the ER when I had the will to end it all.
Even now as a mother, I am full of pain, loneliness, sorrow. I see no light at the end of the tunnel even though I try. I love my son but the pain is too much to live with. From age 4 ’til now my life has been terrible. One bad thing after the next. Where is my break? Where’s my happiness? Apparently, there isn’t […]
This physical world is such a prison. Flesh is a trap. Latching claws of addiction from the earth holding me down in this false reality full of imitations and drones. What is needed to escape this realm? Drugs are so temporary and leave me worse tgan before.
I’m at the end
The fool, who is it
Tell me, because I don’t know
Evermore, that’s where I come from
Underneath, I want to bring-it, the power
But, I am
And so, I seek the oracle for the spirits
Hanashi, to infinity and beyond
Live-long and prosper
Please, lead us to the path
I’m just a homie, but I ain’t got nobody
I want, the man to be, the home-dog
The one on the boat
Imagine that, Ms. Gunslinger
I got no-one else to sing to, anymore
I’m the lone-stranger, take-it back
My birthright
But I don’t have anybody
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Things are beyond hopeless. Things are ridiculous. Came to realizations too late in life. I’m almost 50 and just realized that my parents are self entitled critical narcissists who eroded my self esteem and that I spent 15 years with a spouse who is just like them. I have been the take it and put up with the bs – in every relationship and work place. Because why ? Because I settled and took the first boyfriend/job that comes along to get out of the debacle…the cycle has been continuous. Fast forward to now: I have no money and will run out of dog food […]
Hi.
It’s been awhile. I see everyone interacting to get through the difficult days. I guess I would like to feel connected as well.
I am sick of my story and it doesn’t really matter. The end result is the pain I feel at this moment.
Too much free time is dangerous for me.
I remember last December 26. My grandfather’s birthday is the 27th, so we were driving down to Pittsburgh to see him. I was texting this girl I liked, when out of the blue, she told me that our middle school art teacher’s wife had just found him hanging in his art studio. I immediately got my mom to turn around the car and go home. A year later, I still can’t believe he’s gone. He was the most wonderful man I ever had the privilege to know. I remember how, on the first day of class each year, he would do magic tricks for us. […]
I came to the Golden Gate today, I had all the time in the world to jump and my hands just couldn’t let me go over the rails. I want to die, I want the end to come, but is it my survival instincts kicking in?
The end is approaching, I can feel it. Everything is going against me, creating the only path which is right for me, suicide. By the end of this year hopefully it’ll be over and done with. Noone else is going to get the chance to disappoint me, no plans will be cancelled, no promises broken, no fake smiles aimed in my direction, my heart will ache and break no more. Just brief freedom whilst in the air and then boom. Finally dead and gone.
I am a misanthropist! Full of hatred towards the human race. To me this life is counterfeit, full of bullshit from the little specks of atoms that we are in this unfathomably large universe. I am in no way religious, I do not believe in shit other than we’ll find the truth out when we individually die. Just a rant from my crippled ass. Be well to all on this site, every second that goes by we are closer to the end of this existence (like it or not – tick fucking tock:-)
When I was in senior school I wanted to die; I don’t mean that in the typical “too much work, not enough freedom” way… I mean it, I really wanted to die. I’d written the perfect note, I had a million painkillers all crushed up ready to mix with some water and down. I didn’t even care what anyone said that day at school ‘cause I knew when I got home it would all be over. Lunchtime arrived and I only had two lessons left until the end of the day; double English. I loved English ‘cause no one really bothered me in it. For […]
I fall, fallen pidgeon
Does it continuum, after the eternal
I keep seeking, nobody half-way
The grey and the long in the beast
I keep searching for a path, at the end
I did it all like they did it all
Abyss, keep
Winged-creature, iron-power
Are you, golden-heart
Weezing, uncontrolled, self-destruct
Golem, take it to the maximum
The Grimer, the Slowpoke, the Paras
Alex, Dragonyte, Lord
The Black Ash
I would pick Bulbasaur, the green buffer
Because my essence is leaf, of the Muk
Nidorino the mighty, Parasect for alchemy
Grow a Caterpie but not the Weedle
One more for whoever, poor Dewgong
To always save the world […]
Seadra, Seadrea, Nidorina
Weezing, Muk, and Victreebel
The Pokemon of James
Did Misty catch a Nidorina
Into the “X” of times
I am the purple, hand to the sky
Do you play any games
Come along
Stanza, number two
The magnificent, a befallen of such die
Alakazam, the peace of all, hand to sky
Gotta’, Ash Ketchum
Pikachu to the end
Into the Raichu
There’s nothing more to say
Here at the end, will I find
Unleash, are you my monster
Are you all mine, all mine
Thank you for being so sweet
Be my little flower, take me
I’ve gone crazy, are you
Can I see you tonight, Maurice
Let me know, let me know
You want to Samba, you want to fight
Let’s f***
Monster rally
Been suffering from asebergers, PTSD, BPD, severe social anxiety and extreme guilt for ages….. my gulit, combined wiith asebergers just made it so i’m broken socially, which furthers the degree of my BPD and loneliness pretty much by the day. my BPD overlaps with asebergers and i just lose it over little things… and everybody thinks i’m insane. i can’t even go outside and walk around because i’m afraid of what people will think. even my own family thinks i’m crazy!!! my mom has locked me up so many times over the littlest shit… and the funny thing is that pretty much everybody agrees that […]
When is it ever going to stop?
The images of my body hanging in my room or my wrists cut and blood all over the floor or the glass shards from the window I broke. I want it to stop. I want to stop and I don’t want it to stop.
I want the end the thing that I started. I want to get over this life. I don’t want to exist. I have no purpose and I’m selfish. I don’t care who feels bad. I know they’ll get over it. I don’t want to be born again in a world full of hatred and horror. I […]
“Selina Kyle”
There is no escape
I need to roll out
Here in Gotham City
The suffer of hell
I already died
Walk to go die
Will I ever live
The nightmare that I am
Who can it be
That can save
Here at the end
My hero, the middle
Almost forever
Take me to life
Today
I am not literally blind, just a metaphor saying that I do not understand how I can go on anymore.
Ok so my story is kinda simple, yet elaborate at the same time. First things first, my name is James and I am 13. I have red hair so I am always the one who stands out. I am small for my age, get decent grades, am smarter than most children but I don’t do my work(hence the “decent” grades). I am a little overweight, I eat too much sometimes, and cannot lose weight. I do taekwondo, am a 3rd degree black belt, am state champ […]
I ran out of lives
Down and under, and only
Can no longer, then what now
Is the end and the beginning
Only coming back, by myself
If you could be of divine
My Princess, will you save me
A fish, where does the water
This one is for you, my Mermaid
I am, the Eternal Morlock.
.. The end.
As we all know, plenty of aspects of life aren’t very easy to handle. But I learned that through difficulty there is greater strength to gain alongside experience and maturity. Sometimes I wonder why is it that if you are in the middle of one of life’s struggles, it becomes difficult to believe in looking at that bright side. How come the obvious light at the end of the tunnel becomes so faded and unbelievable when one is basking in depression?
It’s quite scary because during this dark time it’s so easy to forget that everything will be okay. What if I become so convinced […]