|Reading these suicide pages you will find people seeking help and people offering their help. Some witness about suicide from real life experience, others who play along with me would pretend it's a children's game. Some make sick and cruel jokes about it, and angry people blame me for even mentioning the subject. You might also want to read my favourite answers. If you want your answer to be included here, fill in the form.|
What is the best way to kill yourself when you're under 13?
Quelle est la meilleure forme de suicide pour les moins de 13 ans?
|26 Apr 2007||play my song.||wicked clowns got more than some pie for ya face.
with a drip drip drip,
its blood on the strip
3 disassembled bodies in the trunk of the whip.
hear the saw saw saw
right below ur jaw
see your own head roll off the table and fall.
see the puk puk puk flaming arrows in ur truck
one in yo lung stuck,
you fucked outta luck.
feel the hack hack hack
knives in yo back
blood down you spine all in yo spine all in yo ass crack.
with a swing swing swing ur throats whistling
the incisions i made are as fine as g-strings.
its the pat pat pat from behing with a bat
and splatter every crack till ur whole head flat
hit you with a jab jab jab
ill punch you in the flab
and drag u to the butcher shop and chop you into slabs.
|26 Apr 2007||Mouchette is a typical Goth girl.|
|26 Apr 2007||what i want to no is how this site came about? its so crazy to hear all these people asking and telling ways of suicide. if you think about it the law would have shut this down years ago. somethings up, and im not too sure what it is and why this site is a .org because those are organizations. id be a little less surpruised if this was a .com site because those are comercial.|
|26 Apr 2007||Homer Simpson||Hey every1, big suicide party at my house on sat at 10! Don't be late or u'll miss out on all the fun. All u freaks r invited, so please make it to sat n enter the kill-off competition. Whoever has the coolest suicide gets their corpse thrown at their parents! This party is bring-your-own-beer, so no moochin! Ok crazies, so don't forget 2 bring your sharpest n most dangerous objects 2 the party n we'll have 1 hell of a time! Call ahead n tell me ur comin, 1-800-I-KILL-ME|
|25 Apr 2007||HansVonG.||i know a few folks that hung themselves. sad really. couple of years later LIFE is still moving foward without them. no one remembers them. and thier suicide solved nothing. we where just kids. i played with them. ate and drank with them. cheated on school tests with them. got in trouble with them.
whats really bad about the whole thing is the reason they commited suicide was serious at the time but several years down the road it would have been a mere bump, a pot hole. something trivial. something that wouldnt naturally stop life.
im not gonna tell you not to kill yourself. its your life. you have to make your own way.
what i will say to you is this is my LIFES experiences. maybe they will help you. maybe you have already made up your mind. but i wanted to die many times already. and im still here. living. surviving. and yes suffering.
the cold hard matter-in-factly truth about life is that it isnt fair. i didnt make the rules. and these rules cant be broken or bent. accept this and it will get easier.
you cant change the weather. storms happen. whatever your storm is you survive it. it will pass.
|25 Apr 2007||remember to feel real.||if you just need someone to listen to you...i'm here for you.
if you need a shoulder to cry on...i'm here for you.
if you just need a hug...i'm here for you.
if you need some advice...i'm here for you.
i guess i can't really give you all a hug, as much as i'd like to. but i'll do whatever i can to make it a little better. if you need someone to talk to, please come talk to me. i want to help. if you've already added me on msn, then come talk to me, send me an email, or something. i want to help. i care. i swear i do. reading these posts makes me sad. i just want to help. please keep holding on. its all one can do. hang in there.
lots of love.
|25 Apr 2007||ANSWER||put a gun to your head and paint the walls with your brain|
|25 Apr 2007||Ame||I have reasons to end this life. when I was around 8, my classmates picked on me about my weight, and when I was 10, I did something and they all hated me for it even though I have no consciousness about that incident,I didn't know what I was doing, and so I had no real friend up until elementary graduation, but I had one. Yet she turned back on me when I needed it most. When I was sick, i tried to overdose on different medicine but that only prolonged my hospital stay. I was really depressed that time. When I got out, I took an exam at a different school a long way away from them. I was happy that I passed. I thought I had a chance. And there's where I met my real friends. But on the next year, we were separated in different class. Call it shuffle system. And there's where my feel to end kicked back in me. I was in second year then, I have some of my old freshman students with me and others from different sections. I thought that they will be my friends but NO. I was happy that I could help them as much but one time, the entire class asked me for all the materials we needed. the materials can be easily bought. that's where I thought they abuse me. And so they did. I always do the hard work, and they dish out the credit. I only smiled at them but the pain and pressure severes me so. Then, when I visited my best friend, she called me by the name of her classmate. I was shocked, although I didn't show it. I just smiled at her and left. When there are events concerning our class, I get left out especially when it means pairs. I was the only one alone. I was always the one left out.But the face I show was not being pissed but a happy one, a fake one. To tell you the truth, all of my emotions are fake outside. Until someone realized it and has seen through me. During one of out camps, I tried to sleep face down on my pillow to stop breathing. Bad luck, that person was beside me. She tried to wake me up but no use. I passed out. Another time, when we were making bows and arrows, I pretended to practice shooting, the head facing me. Noone notices until blood spilled out. I missed by a few feet from the heart and shot my arm near the wrist instead. I felt alive.
They sent me to the clinic and left me there. No treatment. No first aid. Noone. I was alone. Again. I was muttering to myself,
I want to die
really, I do,
I can't live any further
It will only cause others pain,
If I die,
Then they won't be hurt,
because of me...
Now i'm 13 and about to enter third year high school( I knew you wouldn't believe me), the pain is only starting.
My list of reasons is a long way from what I have told. I hope that there can be a way to end everything, suicide is a permanent solution to an eternal problem.
|25 Apr 2007||LK||today was another fuked up day. im thirteen my lifes slowly falling apart and im trying to find some reasons to live. I'm to scared to cut myself and im not much of a fan of the hanging. but jumping off of a building seems the easiest way. My parents are the worst. They dont talk to me. They dont know whats going on in my life and they dont seem to care. They love my baby brother way more than me and they spoil him like crazy. and im guessing deep down inside they wish i was never born. Well im not an outcast and i have a lot of friends. i dress normal and im self concious way too much. i never have time to sit and think to myself about things and its tearing me apart. im always busy and sometimes i wish i had someone who was here to make my life easier. i think the main reason i want to die is because i cant handle all the pain and stress and i dont think anyone understands me.
i wish someone did. i know there are people who will act like they do but truly no one ever really does understand.
i know people will be sad if i killed myself. but i just want to make them realize how much they hurt me. and i want them to hurt as much. then maybe they would understand how it really feels to be in so much pain.
|25 Apr 2007||SuicidalBob||i helped kill my friend he lives in cali i got a gun and blew his brains out it was really fun he wanted me to do it. i did it 12 more times after that to other people :D. I started to get off on it. i found its my passion to help people committ suicide without them knowing it.|
|24 Apr 2007||Scott||Wow i find this odd and interesting being an artist myself. As an artist i see that this is attempting to make people think. I find it sad to read the posts where people blindly throw up an answer and i also find it sad to see people takeing it for truth and ranting about not doing it. In both cases you are all missing the point and not thinking. which in turn makes this whole thing a waste. As an artist our goal in life is to analyze everything and make people see what they normaly wouldn't, or what they try to ignore. and that is all i will say about that. from here on out it's time for you to change your view and open your own eyes.
So my suicide kit is just an empty box. because all i need to kill myself is in my head and not using it to speed up my death.
|24 Apr 2007||Marge||I Don'T Think That GOD intended for you to Kill Yourself He Sent you to this earth for A reason, you really are here because GOD wanted you here For something,Please take the BIBLE And Read about GOD'S Promises, He Will Help you Get Through Everything in your LIFE If You Only Give HIM A chance. HE Will Fill Your LIFE WITH JOY AND PEACE> TRY GOD.If YOU Have any more questions Please email me, I Care About you TOO. LOVE YOU|
|24 Apr 2007||the killer||when i was 8 my step dad beat me for 5 years. then he told me i was an actident. so i did him a favor i jumped off a three storie school. and 6 months in a nut house. then i got his gun but i did not use it. and now i am 21 and today i am going to kill him....|
|23 Apr 2007||scary looking freak.||i think it is amazing all the different posts. the topics. some want to help. others well they want to help but just not in the right way. such a variety.
and yet this web site cant run itself. the show must go on.
|23 Apr 2007||takethislifeandshoveit||I am a mormon and I have always fought suicidal thoughts and they put me on anti depressants when i was 9 which i recently went off of but am thinking i should go back on because if i dont then i know i will take my life. I am just tired of being treated like shit and wish i could take my own life, but i have no supplies that would really work and i have in the past tried overdose and hanging, but that just landed me in a hospital and i would jump off the golden gate but i have no way to get there as i dont even have a license because i have NO desire to drive right now. So right now as my life turns to shit i sit here wondering what i should or could do to make it even better than it is. i tried to get another job but out here where i live is impossible, so i am stuck with one job and one volunteer position. i was going to college but havent gone in a year cuz i dot like the classes they offer because there is nothing that would get me through life so i am going to try and apply for admission to byu, and see what i can get thru them. id like to get an AA in english but maybe im too stupid to even do that. well thats whats been up with me feel free to write back if it doesnt waste your time.|
|23 Apr 2007||8-bit||a good old fashion o.d. is the way to go.
how is this site "appalling"? human beings are scum, and we are inferior in both appearance and thought! death, is so much more beautiful than <u>birth,</u>
in so many different ways.
|23 Apr 2007||Anonymous||how do i kill myself? im 15. seeing a therapist..but it doesnt help...i still wanna kill myself...wut do i do? how do i kill myself...i really wanna shoot myself but i hav no gun...sum1 email me please n tell me how.|
|23 Apr 2007||alexis||you talk to your mom and if u want to make her suffer u kill yourself in front of her own eyes|
|23 Apr 2007||felicia the great:
did you finnally get your tiffany diamonds?
|22 Apr 2007||HansVonG.||baffeling it is....
why people turn to people when they need help when people is the main problem.
healing is a process. i am working on my process. you could even say i am being processed.
my life is similar to drinking public toilet water in a gas station. i know about suffering so bad you just want it to end.
i also know that is not the answer.
i know that when all hope seems to be lost that if you just keep living that tommorow may bring something better.
i know this from living life.
in the gutter.