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Feeling weird

by NiDDA 1/25/2016

written by NiDDA

Ever had the feeling of touching something and it doesn’t feel like YOU are the one who’s touching it? What is this feeling. I feel empty indise, but I also feel dizzy and sometimes when I think of something bad I feel hot and angry. I didn’t take any of my meds in the weekend except sleeping pills in the evenings, but I took today’s portion, may be the pills messed me up.

Today I ended a conversation with somebody. He contacted me out of the blue saying he has a method which works 100%, but I needed to tell him about myself so he could […]

1/25/2016 6 comments

A song about depression sung by a cat named Virtute

by Tanyaaa 9/12/2015

written by Tanyaaa

I thought this song was so touching and clever that I thought I would post it here to share. Is sung by a cat to his owner about his depression. I’m posting the version with the lyrics because that’s the best part.

9/12/2015 0 comment

Life is so monotone…

by Ignored 3/6/2015

written by Ignored

I don’t know what to do with my life. My life is so monotone. I go to university everyday, I don’t even know what would I do with all stuff I learn in university. I go to university everyday, I attend the class then go home straight away. I go to university everyday, but I don’t have any friend. I go to university everyday, but I don’t know what will I do after I graduate.

I love looking above the sky, seeing the clouds moving and changing shapes. I love looking above the sky, seeing the sun shines brightly. I love looking above the sky, thinking […]

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by LetItGo 12/28/2014

written by LetItGo

give me intimacy
love me without touching me
cuddle me every night as if the night is our last night together
love me through your lips
make my eyes close and my mind forget everything, even my name
make me forget to breathe because all im focused on is you
make my breaths ragged from your mouth
make my knees weak from your voice telling me im ravenous
make me swallow hard as i try to remember what it felt like before this, but even then i cant and will not because youre too good
make my hair messed up and crazy as your hands […]

12/28/2014 0 comment

Chain child, Pieuvre Noir

by Bisban 11/8/2014

written by Bisban

Darn, lost a full poem, battery-outty
In a cold shell, touching the light
I hide, abyss, holy golden knight
Where is to the temple, who is the link
To the fountain, how do we go
Or I do keep falling, falling
Only me that’s drowning, to the death
I am, an undead, the Morlocks, Leech
Pirate, iron-mask, le celibatar
Brother, and sister, enfant de la mort

11/8/2014 0 comment

S’mad.

by boilingsociety 10/20/2014

written by boilingsociety

I wish I drew this, but I found it. I wanted to share because I found it to be quite touching, with a hint of humour

10/20/2014 0 comment

touching base

by sere 10/16/2014

written by sere

was looking up effective suicide methods and stumbled across your site. it’s hard to not really have people to talk with when i feel this way and most posters her seemed kind and smart so i thought i would register. really ptsd triggered today and that usually causes me to want to escape and that is really hard. i feel pretty abandoned by the universe at times like these. i try a hard as i can with my health challenges and ptsd and still things are a hot mess. have thryoid problems that are resisting treatment and i keep wondering if i just stopped taking […]

10/16/2014 10 comments

the fetish ghost

by onebullet 8/3/2014

written by onebullet

3 o clock in the mourning,about to fall completely sleep when the shadow of a man walks through my bedroom,he walks and walks for minutes,a big shadow,scary as shit,dont talks or makes any noises,just walks for minutes.I am too scare to shout,my body is completely paralized,as if the venom of the black spider dances through my blood,what if that spectral shadow is evil,i watch it for minutes just walkin,paranoid like if he is waiting or searching for someone,then the worst part of the ritual that starts at least one day per moth starts.The entity sits in my bed right beside my feet and starts to […]

8/3/2014 8 comments

Well, this is me

by Hannah 7/13/2014

written by Hannah

Okay, let’s see.. my story sucks a lot.. my name is Hannah and I’m 14, but it all started when I was 6.. when I was 6 my mom got married to my step dad, he had 2 sons, one was 13, when they moved in the one who was 13 started doing things with me.. I didn’t understand it then.. but he was sexually harassing me.. he was touching me in places and getting me to take my clothes off for him.. when I turned 8 we moved and it stopped.. but I felt odd around him.. I just didn’t feel safe.. when I […]

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7/13/2014 7 comments

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Good night.

by purplepain 5/8/2014

written by purplepain

I miss myself.

Why are you lost?

Reaching out, touching empty souls.

The wind blows, takes you away.

Close your eyes. Listen. Wait.

Feeling sleepy,
PURPLEPAIN

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5/8/2014 2 comments

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Just Let Me Disappear, Never To Be Found

by strugglingtobreathe 6/25/2012

written by strugglingtobreathe

About seven or eight year ago I moved to the UK with my grand mum. She’s great. The best I could have. Unfortunately I can’t say the same about my mum. Don’t get me wrong, I love her too, but there’s certain things about her I can’t forgive. One is the fact that she’d rather be a WOMAN than a MUM. It sounds quite strange doesn’t it? What I mean to say is that she’d rather be with her partner than with her children. It’s not AS horrible as it sounds, but it is rather bad. My mum and my brothers, they stayed back at […]

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if i die young

by itsmytimetogo 1/20/2012

written by itsmytimetogo

If I die young – The Band Perry

If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a, bed of roses
Sink me in the river, at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

Uh oh, uh oh

Lord make me a rainbow, I’ll shine down on my mother
She’ll know I’m safe with you when she stands under my colors, oh well
Life ain’t always what you think it ought to be, no
Ain’t even grey, but she buries her baby

The sharp knife of a short life, well
I’ve had just enough time

If I die young, bury me in […]

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1/20/2012 3 comments

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