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#household "Every 14.2 minutes someone in the United States dies by suicide. Nearly 1,000,000 people make a suicide attempt every year.
#household Finally I'm alone. Now's my only chance. I'm so sick of all the pain.
When I first started High School, I was close friends with a very odd girl. She was a dirty mouthed foster child who only dated gays, and no one really liked her.
"M-Marcus," she whispers. "You...you are here." "Of course," he said softly. "I won't leave you, dear." And Tasha starts crying, For the tenth time that week.
I hate seeing you cry. It breaks my heart. Please don't cry. It kills me inside. Don't you dare cry. Cause here come the tears. They're filling my eyes. They are pouring down my face.
If life was easy, what would be the point. The whole reason we live is to overcome our daily struggles and become better people because of that.
(Formerly known as Tasha and Marcus) "Tasha?" he asks. She stares at his face. "Why are you here. At this random place?" She can't say a word. Can't open her lips. "You're shiv'ring," he says.
@KezzaWildOne Kelsey Raynor, what the fuck d'you think you're doing. You're cutting. BECAUSE OF ME.
9:35pm Your hands are trembling as you write your letter. You write about how no one cares. The ink smudges as your tears drop onto the letter. Your suicide letter.
@Ipuss don't feel sad, your the best thing we've ever had No need to sit alone, when can you join me on the throne It's okay to tell me your fears, I'm here to wipe up those tears, I know that it's...
Your eyes are glowing red, burning like fire, I can see down deep into your soul, I can see what you desire, you hate yourself so much, you can't face another day, I want to be the one that saves...
People dont die. You may feal a little messed up inside. Like you need to curl up in a ball. And forever hide. But trust me now. Things are not better. On the other side. Do this to yourself.
@waterfrontdreamer or anyone else in that dark valley. Please read. I know it's Happy Monday But the matter needs addressed And I don't mean to hurt anyone Or make them feel depressed.
and others who find themselves in this way We are sick with sickness Tired of sleeplessness Guilty of terrible guilts Never hope to find hope Unable to cope with everything We makes ourselves...
Please don't say goodbye There's answers to how and why You just need to ask the question To me there not empty cries Life's such a gift Don't you let it slip If its a friend you need I'm...
A group of bikers were riding when they saw a woman about to jump off The Tampa Bay Bridge, so they stopped.
I stood on the ledge - rigid. The bitter cold breeze blew my hair in my face as I stared down into the sparkling waves of the sea. I slipped my feet out of my worn down, Nike trainers.
I stood on the ledge - rigid. The bitter cold breeze blew my hair in my face as I stared down into the sparkling waves of the sea. I slipped my feet out of my worn down, Nike trainers.
I stood on the ledge - rigid. The bitter cold breeze blew my hair in my face as I stared down into the sparkling waves of the sea. I slipped my feet out of my worn down, Nike trainers.
She was my age. She drove my car. Same model, make and colour. On the bridge. She was hit. Her car spinning off into the river. It could have been me. I planned to jump. My hesitation cost her life.
I started walking away. I didn't care if the others went with me or not. We had to part ways anyway. I didn't turn back. I set my sight on the path in front of me. Something was touching my shoulder.
If you lay down and shut your eyes, The world will still revolve. Though it may bring final peace to you, Not one problem will it resolve.
She sat in the corner, tears running down her pale, white cheeks. Her lifeless eyes stared back at me, as I watched her hug her frail bony knees to her forehead.
Marcus is trying, To calm himself down, As the girl watches him, With a small, little frown. "Why do you care?" She whispers in pain. Her eyes, their color, They drive him insane.