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Dont die freaks , keep living.

POV: You did try to reach out but nobody cared and was too fixated on their own thing you just become numb to all of the 'friends' you have and stop wanting to be alive altogether once you found out this life is meaningless

I mean I don't want to live anymore But i don't want to die I void with no memories no feelings no taste no anything Just internal sleep

You forgot song "fear factory - expiration date"😢😢😢

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"No one expects the Spanish inquisition!"

Я не хочу умирать...просто не хочу находиться здесь

ABsolute fucking dogshit

Entonces ahora tenemos que escuchar "musica para gente rota" para sentirnos rotos? Que mierd@ mas grande que ya no se puede llorar en silencio

Depression is depressing.

Bro i giggled when i heard the first song ngl

Pov: i talk to much, and i have to many "friends" in hopes that one of them likes me. But none of them do. And ive lost my grip on happiness, its long gone.

I feel like a stranger in my own home

Its not a pov anymore...

It's been 2 years and I *still* want to die.

i keep getting hurt over and over

Pov: when you can't feel anything..

I was supposed to have been a miscarriage but miraculously lived. Sometimes I think it would have been better if I simply was never born. that thought hurts.

I’m 10 years old and yes I know I’m young but I just can’t stop. It all started off with my sister fighting with my mom 24/7 it was so bad sometimes my sister would slap my mom. She would get into fights with her because she didn’t give her what she wanted. I would sit down crying in my room self harming myself. I also tried to kill myself two times. I hate my sister so much. She did all of this to me. I know she had awful depression and couldn’t control herself but I still hate her so much.

nice

It doesn't even hurt... I just have that idea in my mind, I can't even cry, I just feel worse.

i lost feelings. i feel dead

man, gotta stop taking these pills...

I give so much to those who dont give two shits about me at the end of the day, then im rude to those who actually care about me, I push them away, treat them like crap. So at this point, I don't believe I deserve the love I want, because I dont give love to those who care. I'm a jerk all the time, partly because I hate myself and I'm so insecure, there's a voice in my head thats always pointing out the bad things in my life, your lazy, your stupid, your an asshole, look at them they're way better than you, why can't you be like them. It lingers in my mind along side all the bad crap I've done in my life. I hate it all, I hate the way I talk, the way I look, and I hate the way I am. I feel like if i dont change that nobody will love me.

help me

it hurts when you realize you can't sleep normally anymore it hurts when you can't cry anymore it hurts when you can't feel anymore it hurt when I got DPDR

Oh wow, lmao

Again, she break me, all of me, a cannot do more, she is even more perfect than thé perfect girl in the world, but she as a boy friend, she tell me When a want to kiss her, because she is in my arm all the day, I know her family, I love all of theme,but. I’m not the one, I’m late, stupid, all I want is to be on knee and beg her..

I lie awake trying to go to sleep and hoping I will not wake up. Since last week I have barely slept, eaten nothing but pots of coffee and cigarettes. I ejected the cartridge and put the gun away after hearing from her for the last time. In my mind I can still smell the gun oil, I can feel my finger on the trigger. Listening to depressing music is wallowing in grief, but I see it as a long pause; A lover, gone, a friend newly met Her shimmer, glow, a light remembered Drawn fly-like, web, gossamer and bright Not with fangs, sharp, but warm soft embrace A bridge between, distant lover and friend In dreams by day, absent lustful nights One line lengthens, other retracts Far sudden grief, expected end close Comfort her, in my grief on lines short, maybe long Smoky nights, shadowed smiles Newfound hope, newfound tears Her smile, sun bright Love soars, heart breaks sudden, surprise Her smile, her eyes Foolish Turns to Hopeless And gone Dark, Like Death, End , , , ;

ty for upload~ love the song so much!<3 also in nightcore version.

The only reason i still exist is after i do it my dead body will look ugly and people will They look at me with pity or they won't even care haha~

wow, the algorithms are much more attentive to me than anyone else

I'm back here, once again...

existing is a bad idea but I can't do anything about it.

its like i scratch and scratch at my wrists but the pain doesnt go awat

My entire life has been a really bleak experience. I was in foster care at a young age because my mom stabbed herself, went through a lot of homes, then my dad came and got me. He died a couple of years later when I was 9. I moved back with my mom and stepdad. My mom died when I was fifteen, and was left with my stepdad, and neither of us like each other. I've never had any real friends, never had anyone to lean on. The most I have is an online friend that I've known for a 2 years, but it hurts a lot because I'll never meet her. There came a point where i had a gun in my hand and the only reason I didn't use it was because i was thinking of her. Im going to college this fall and i hope that it will be a turning point. Im not going for the education, but to escape my house with my stepdad and brother. Ive cried nearly every single night for the past 3 years. There has been a constant shadow of sadness in me for years that I don't know will ever fade, and at any point I can put my head down and cry. There are countless other things that weigh me down. I hope my life can get better past this point. Ive learned a lot in my life about dealing with loss and depression and suicide, and despite everything that I've gone through, I wouldn't change anything. My experiences have shaped who I am. I'm not very good socially, but I hope I can one day save a life my empathizing with someone who has been though a life like mine; full of tragedy and loneliness. I want to be something to somebody that i never had. I know that there is always hope. I sometimes think that im not meant to be happy, but there is always the hope of life getting better, and that is an idea to look forward to. Keep carrying on, even if that means crying every night or exhausting yourself by punching a pillow until your frustration are out, or finding a secluded place to scream until you can't scream anymore. Find something to hold onto, and hold on tight to it, because like the ledge of a cliff, it could be the difference between life and death.

I like this(ima die tn bye guys)

Who do I talk to?

Everyone I become friends with just turn out to be liars. Every single person, after a couple months or years, turn on me. What did I do to deserve that? I’ve got maybe one solid friend. One person to keep. But I

Оставлю это тут. Прочту в будущем. Я безумно устала блять лыбиться как последняя терпила. Некому рассказать среди этим «большинство друзей» заебали. Я всем как будто бы должна, обязана всем. Нахуй никому не сдалась я. И это слово близкие оно полное противоположно со мной. Нету человека кому можно открыться поговорить. Чувство будто что я просто удобная всем. Со мной просто можно потусить и все, а мой «любимый парень» который изменял мне когда я плача ждала встречу, пока он изменял мне со всеми с кем можно вряд ли любит меня и врядли он вообще любил. Да я простила его. Да я терпила. Сейчас я не знаю куда поступать и на кого, папа только и хочет этого от меня чтобы я поступила куда-то НА ГРАНД боюсь его разочаровать. Бляттттттттььььь так устала просто невыносимо. Ужасно обидно за все что я просто кусок ненужного дерьма. Не знаю что будет дальше. Это еще Малая часть этого дерьма

Pov: ur therapist ghosted you

I’ve been crying for so long I can’t anymore, I’ve been so sad I don’t know what it is to be happy anymore and if it’s all a lie, do you feel like you’ve been sad and in pain for so long it becomes so normal you can’t feel anything?

POV: you are dazai from bsd

You ever just say i am so close to killing yourself and you try to reach out and nobody responds I am the friend who is picked on for their appearance time and time again everyone is like “oh if you ever need help just ask” or “i am here for you” but then they never respond to you i have one person to live for and i am pretty sure they hate me and are mad at me I hate being a burden to everybody I don’t want to ask for help because i don’t want to be more of a burden, i don’t want people worrying about me, i don’t want to sound like a pick me, or people say I’m doing it for attention Why can’t i ever do anything right Why does everybody hate me so much I don’t like my dad(s) but sometimes i wish that they were decent people at least or in my life for most of my life or didn’t abuse me maybe then i wouldn’t be this way

I'm a high school student addicted to pornography and I swear I'm trying to change, tomorrow I have a math test that I didn't even study at all, my friends don't know anything about what's going on with me because I don't want to worry them and that makes me It hurts a lot, people are moving away from me and I can't show my feelings anymore, I don't know how to socialize properly, I just want to die and never come back.

It's a good start, it just needs a good story and a little better animation quality and that's it.

These comments understand me more than my family which is kinda makes me cry

Damn, when I was listening to this playlist I remembered ending from cry of fear, cuz it fits really good "Dear diary." This is it. I have ended my miserable life. I couldn't take this shit any more. Being trapped in a wheelchair for the rest of my damn life is just not worth it. The surgeons told me that everything would be ok, they gave me hope, only to crush it under the soles of their feet and watch me destroy myself. They lied to me! They didn't know what it felt like! I thought I could handle my emotions, control them, contain them, prove them all wrong, but I was just too weak. I let it slip through my fingers, out of my grip. It poisoned me, it clouded my mind. They didn't know anything, they only feel the cold touch of their knives! They gave me antidepressants. It helped me think clearly, to see things through. I took a couple of extra pills this afternoon, they showed me what I had to do in this... short moment of clarity. They showed me that there was noone and nothing worth living for. They showed me how fake Sophie and my doctor were, how they were laughing at me behind their masks when I wasn't looking. Laughing at me, my legs, thinking that they are so good, that they are better than me. Pretending that they care about me, it's all bullshit! The pills showed me the truth today, they always did. They opened my eyes, they gave me wisdom, and I acted upon it. So I had to kill Sophie and my doctor..., my... "mentor", my "counsellor". Heh. I had to take them down with me. They're not laughing any more! Oh I wish I could've taken everybody with me, but unfortunately, my situation makes that impossible. To whoever is reading this: I hope my dead body will haunt you forever. Have fun scraping my brains off the wall. F@ck you.

I just wish I could end it all. I act nothings wrong, but I randomly cry when I'm alone and just wonder... if there's even... anyone, who wants to be near me. I wish I could sleep and never wake up. I want to keep falling and falling in a continuous void rather than feel this pain. For everyone who is feeling this way.. Keep going and don't stop like I did.

im so sorry I couldn't save you