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Another Round

by queen827 2/27/2012

written by queen827

Its weird how I check into this thing alot now throughout the day. I’m curious to see if other people are out there who feel even a fraction of what I feel.

Today was a very bad day. Its funny when you close your eyes at night thinking Â tomorrow will be better, today was the worst it could get. But that wasn’t the case. To end of the horrible day, anotherÂ UtopianÂ moment happened.Â FollowedÂ by alot of sweet bbm’s and constant pings when a response wasntÂ received right away. However those are just more moments. False promises made in a moment never mean anything real. Chances are it was forgotten […]

2/27/2012 3 comments

Testing faith

by livetodie 2/14/2012

written by livetodie

Let’s cut to the chase… no one really cares. Yesterday I asked my friend, the only one who knows how badly I want to die, how he’d feel if I told him that I was going away and never returning… never contacting him again. I’m not about to whine to you because my girlfriend stabbed me in the back or because I never got the pony my poor ass family could never buy me… actually, in most ways, I have it pretty ‘together’ and most people who “know” me wouldn’t get that I’ve wanted my life to end every day for the past 11+ years. […]

2/14/2012 16 comments

Just a poem about nothing.

by Jimmy62 2/9/2012

written by Jimmy62

Iâ€™ve felt a change in my emotions lately
A realization
Or
Maybe Iâ€™m just remembering.
Coming down from my dillusion
Back into reality.
But more lucid this time around.
Bitterness does not form
Yet happiness is still ages away
Basically a myth now.
These moments when every emotion
Has disappeared completely by reaching its peak
The most anyone could ever feel
Any emotion
Name one.
I can.
Rage.
Enraged.
The feeling of wanting to create a homicidal storm
Or at least stick nails into my own veins
Either way there will be blood
Donâ€™t talk to me for a while
Donâ€™t look at me without […]

2/9/2012 3 comments

To A Breathless Oblivion

by Agaterstul 1/18/2012

written by Agaterstul

To A Breathless Oblivion by The Black Dahlia Murder
the chair’s been kicked a rope tied to the rafters
blue faced and broken necked I sigh
relieving my vision from the sick mocking stare
of that hated sun burning the sky
slumped like a headless scarecrow
cold and limp against the wall
blood paints a pattern of rorschach’s design
thawing the winter that burdens this heart
shit stained and shameful
an exit in disgrace
not a splash but just a ripple left
I end this life in vain
in vain
in the dead of the darkness I breach the still lake
toward the reflection of […]

1/18/2012 0 comment

I’m just a bastard child don’t let it go to your head I’m just a waste of your time, maybe I’m better off dead They turn us loose in the night, I’m fucking Jekyll and Hyde We’ll have the time of our lives although we’re dying inside….

by Nat.... 1/16/2012

written by Nat....

so…. Today I stayed with behind to talk to Mr Gregory, a popular venting choice of mine.
Anyways I told him about being suicidal and my intended plans…. Naturally he told me not to do it, and he went through what might happen once I had gone through with my plans.
Why does everything he says always makes perfect sense….
I still feel like going through with it, i only know a few things about my final choices.
Date: Monday 23rd January 2012 .
Time: I don’t know….
Method: Again, I don’t know….
I just know that I want this all to be over, I […]

1/16/2012 7 comments

Living, doesn’t mean alive </3

by wodahs509 1/10/2012

written by wodahs509

I am a 14 year old boy. I am in a town that is full ofÂ judgmentalÂ rednecks… my life feels like hell… i wake up, go to school, and pray iÂ don’tÂ have to go home. I have been dead on the inside for a year and a half.. before that i was half dead. i know Â you dont care about me, but, why not talk bout my life

i play guitar. i usually play Dethklok, Bring me the horizon, ect.

I lost a girl a year and a half ago… yes, there is aÂ connection.

i cut myself to see blood…. and i regretÂ am proud of it.

i’m a virgin by choice. […]

1/10/2012 4 comments

The Organ of the Matter

by Violet Blake 1/2/2012

written by Violet Blake

There’s this funny little contraption in my chest.

Right here, on the right side of my body below my neck. I can feel it pumping blood through me, beating life into my veins, but that’s all I need to FEEL.

It’s called a heart.

I’ve never understood how this thing works. It’s just aÂ part in my body, it doesn’t have a mind of it’s own, it’s not its own seperate entity, and yet It makes me feel emotions that I shouldn’t have to ever feel.

WHY???

TakeÂ love for instance. When your in love with someone your heart knows it. It swells with this creation of a thing I like to […]

1/2/2012 3 comments

My Dream

by AlmostAWhisper 12/28/2011

written by AlmostAWhisper

In my dreams, I always dreamt I cut myself so deep that I’d lay there dying in an ocean of my own blood. For so many nights, I dreamed IÂ bled more than normal, I dreamt I lay there as the life blood flows from my body. It always has the same end. Everyone I loved runs in my room in blinding fury. They look at me with deadly smiles and wicked eyes. Charging towards my barely conscience body, they reach into my skin and rip out my veins. And I scream…I scream so loud over their animalistic laughter. I’m drowning in my own blood, but […]

12/28/2011 4 comments

Reason to live?

by Benifit 12/28/2011

written by Benifit

I know i’m not the only one whose life is messed up but i’ll just get it over with and tell the story…

It started it out when i was in 8th grade, my mom started to cheat on my dad, which i promised her i wouldn’t tell. (bad idea)It got worse, I later found out that my dad had depression not only him but my older sister and thenÂ there’sÂ me. My dad got obsessed with my mom until she decided to leave him not only did it made him sad but it made him suicidal. I feared for him mostly because I later found out that […]

12/28/2011 1 comment

looking for a way out

by everwaiting 6/1/2009

written by everwaiting

I am a 17 year old girl and I found this website while seeking least painful methods of suicide on Google.

If I had half an ounce of courage in my veins, I would damn painlessness and go out messily: off the edge of a building of with a bullet to the temple. I am, however, extraordinarily cowardly when it comes to agony. I would be inclined towards an overdose, but I hear that’s a horrible way to go – vomitting. I would inject some air into a vein, but where would I get the syringe? And I’m no fan of needles… In short, the recurrent […]

6/1/2009 5 comments

Voices in my Head

by voicesofdoom 5/19/2009

written by voicesofdoom

I try to remember why I wanted to kill myself. I don’t know. I can’t recall, but somehow I still know why I want to be out of this “reality”. Sometimes I wish I was in an empty space, where I can hear nothing, not even a sound, not even me breathing, nothing at all.

I was 12. It was long ago now. I wanted to die, but i never found the courage enough, then this person cae to me, she helped me a lot, and I don’t even remember what she looked like. I felt I was I love with her, she took care of […]

5/19/2009 5 comments

Slow death

by MaybeGodStillLikesMe 4/25/2009

written by MaybeGodStillLikesMe

Took about 20 iron pills around 11:00pm yesterday from all the crap my parents put me through. I thought I would die in my sleep.Â Until I found out today I will die a slow death when I woke up today and researched it . I’m transitioning from stage one to 2 soon. It would take me about 3 days to die give or take if I’m not in a coma. Well it could take a week that I could die from an overdose. I told my momÂ after I woke up.Â She made me puke up everything several times after drinking loads of water. Though that […]

4/25/2009 4 comments

I have everything to live for, but I really really want to die

by Kikisdeliverservice 4/19/2009

written by Kikisdeliverservice

I have a lot of things. I have a lot more than many people. Â I am healthy, attractive, happily married, and just about to graduate from a great grad-school. I have everything to live for, but I every time when I turn around the corner, I see death calling me. I really cannot think about anything that I want bad enough to live for. Tonight I relapsed. I took aÂ needle andÂ piecedÂ through my skin and my veins. For a brief moment I felt something. When I saw my blood oozing out of my arm, I felt maybe a brief moment of something. Â I know exactly what […]

4/19/2009 6 comments

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