|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?
|28 Jan 2005||WAMF||The best way to kill yourself is to go out in a blaze of glory. I am slowly killing myself by living an unhealthy lifestyle. Why are so many people health nuts? Who gives a fuck! Everyone is going to die anyway.... so what if health freaks live just a little longer? Life is short regardless so who cares? It's as if being unhealthy is offensive to those health freaks. Fuck you, health losers!!!! So you have muscles that pop out.... who the fuck cares?!!?!?
Every Friday I go to the grocery store and buy 2 liters of ice cream and eat it all at once.... along with 2 litres of coke, and a bag of chips and X number of donuts. I just finished two massive servings fried ass asian food, and my stomach is bulging like nobody's business. Who cares!! So maybe I'll die a little earlier, I LIKE FOOD!!! GOD DAMMIT!!! When I go to a buffet, I literally eat until I puke!!!!!! I fucking masterbate 10 times a day, I'm an alcoholic pot smoking, lsd using, clit licking, muff munching mother fucker, and I'm going to party my way straight to hell and ya'll can kiss my big fat brown hairy ass!!!!!!!!!
So if you're depressed, why not just indulge yourself. Be a glutton, a sloth, a perv.... and feel free to add in whatever other sins in to the mix.
|28 Jan 2005||AJ||The Best Way to Kill the Self those assholes Made You Be, is to Fight the people, institutions, ideas, and especially the people - Fight to maintain your dignity - Fight to find the rest of us. We're out here, we're glad we didn't succeed when we tried the wrong way. We didn' know we just needed to try to kill a different self. We need to let the one that's been mangled die - and for that no rope, gun, or knife is necessary. Once that one starts to die, the part that wants to live, to be safe to live, to be welcomed into the world as the beautiful, strange-minded creature it is - an artist probably - or a security guard with a really sweet face - or even a circus performer - we are odd, tender, special creatures. When we're under 13, we don't usually know that there are so many other suffering, but strong and compassionate loving, not-stupid, not-fake people out here who stayed alive, accidentally most of the time - and who're glad we fucked up the first few times. Don't kill the wrong self - kill the part that wants to murder your beautiful strong sensitive badass fighting self. Kill that sucker by counting down the seconds until you can get out of that house. And if you're being abused in any way, get CPS to take you to a group home where there's other kids you might come to like.|
|28 Jan 2005||lynn||yall people r fucked up big time. there's only like 2 good ways to kill yourself. slit your wrist(but it has to be up your arm a long way not acroos your wrists)or you can take alot of sleeping pills. i hear that works the best.|
|27 Jan 2005||taylor||go insane, dig out your eye balls, cut off all of your hair, then stabb your self with a meshady|
|27 Jan 2005||Era||Well hey everyone my name is Era, and i'm writing from the Van Nuys Area in CA. I'm 15 years old and i've been suicidal since i was about 12 or 11. It started with me basically hating myself and everything about me. My mother has a very lousy personality and she usually took out her stress on me and my little brother. As it turned out all the emotional shit she said really affected me and i was constantly trying to make myself better. i began binging, never eating and working out constantly. As a result in 7th grade i began making more friends and i was a cheerleader, for a while all the pain went away because i was kept busy and i truly felt wanted, but when my mother and i started fighting again everything came rushing back like waves of hatred and anger. in 8th grade the cutting began, as well as the drugs and i was taking two lines of cocaine everyday just so i could lose more weight. i ruined almost everyone around me's life because i was known for doing stupid things. they of course thought i was fine, but even as we laugh the heart aches and all my problems were dragging me down. after cutting lost its appeal i began burning my skin and popping pills just to see how many i could take until i went unconcious, when nothing happened i became more drastic and slit my throat. i was unsuccessful and just ended up in the hospital. my mother once again blamed it all on me and my friends didnt know i had a 'problem' i guess you could say that all i really wanted was for someone to notice what i was doing, but no one every did. till this day i think about commiting suicide, but i'm a little older and living with my dad and those emotions dont surface as much. I'm kept busy and go to this continuation school that have kids with problems also and it helps to be around people like me. i see a therapist reguarlarly and i've begun to read the bible, but sometimes i cant really control myself and all i want to do is die. looking in the mirror is like seeing someone i dont want to be anymore and when i wake up its like a slap in my face, knowing that i'm still in this shitty world. i know theres people out there like me and i'd like to commuicate with you all if you want. just email me at firstname.lastname@example.org take care you all.|
|27 Jan 2005||James||buy a toy handgun and pull it out on a cop, more effective if you're african american|
|27 Jan 2005||John of Arc||Je crois que vous pouvez tous baiser stupide, mais Mouchette, Vous êtes l'homme! Je voudrais aussi ajouter que je déteste des chiennes whiney et je vous pense la plupart approprié cette catégorie. Juste parce que le papa ou la maman n'aiment pas ne signifie pas que d'autres ne font pas. Ouvrez-vous et laissez votre coeur être cassé un peu. Ce sera mieux pour vous à la longue.
Fiez-vous à moi.
|27 Jan 2005||REDDEATH||Every one takes things in life a differnt way.
If some ones wife died!
One person mite be able to cope but some one else couldnt.
no matter what you can never understand some one elses pain it is there pain and there pain alone.
You maybe able to understand a simmilar pain but that is it!!!
I am one of the latter I cant cope in any situation, i have an IQ of 143 I over think things i come up with hundrads of sinareo's for every thing and loose track of reallyality some times. but i do kno what bad stuff iv had in my life(if you want to kno search for me in the user seach) if you want to talk to me feel free to email or add me to msn i dont mind. any girls wanna talk ill be happy to talk to you. I Know what its like to be suisidal I'v been suicidal since i was 8 and Im 18 tomorrow, in that time i have attempeted suicide 15 times.
feel free to mail/messege me
|27 Jan 2005||REDDEATH||Nîn awr sa a xun ten mi a san
Amin menr a fianwa
Eller sa numanat hyari ten mi
Cael da coia
|27 Jan 2005||Shihan CJS Sir||Y'SHUA SINGLETARY CAGLAR JUAN KENPO is my ,own interpretation of Martialarts that I teach and a philosophy that I preach.Whilst I do not believe in Suicide ,under certain circumstances ,JESUS forgives it,but not like Koreschdavid,Jimjones,or even Antimessiah Prophethitler reasonbeing it is better to commit suicide than to be framedorworse and Happyholidays.I do not know if I can,per se,really answer such a detestable question,but willsaith this I do not desire for anybody to setuply murder me,but beseech MOSTMERCIFUL CHRIST to forgive me if I a such.
|26 Jan 2005||$AUD.24||loneliness is no reason to suicide. you get comfortable with it after a while. when your bored and you've exhausted all possible good outcomes you could have done with your life ok then. 13too young to die. just think of all of the debauchery you've missed out on. there is so much sex and violence yet to experience.
anyway *the*best*way* is train. instantaneous or thereabouts. And when kids do it everyone feels pity and sorry for you. poor kid needed some help.
holy fuck Era wish i was you. o'd on coke would be a nice way to go. cardiac arrest, but you'd be high! Heroin od is nicer.
rich bitches from well-to-do neighbourhoods should fuck off. its not the small shit that should make you suicidal, your firstfuck dumped you, you have no friends, you're a fat fuck. go masturbate. These can all be remedied. its when you wake up realise you have fucked all good opportunities and you're best chance is a life of mediocrity. when you realise youve wasted what potential of talent you had in your youth ok then, come join me.
my advise to boys and girls is this: find another lost person such as yourself. fuck like bunnies.
|26 Jan 2005||Bell||it really doesnt matter how old you are. some people just wake up one day and realize they are dead. and that's when they really want to die. of course some days are better than others and one gets caught up in the happenings of fun and excitement. things that seem worth experiencing and feeling. but then it flops back down onto the bed of numb hearted minds who cant stop thinking about the point of it all. the point of it all. and yet i find so much and satisfaction when i look into the eyes of someone else and know they've felt this same way before and we can at least share that warmth of conversation, the questions we all have. don't reach for the secret too soon, as pink floyd shine on you crazy diamond so truly expresses the heavy web left upon the survivors of a suicide. my friend, my childhood crush, a person who seemed to be an extension of my soul, took his own life in september. he was 25 and he couldn't wait around any longer. but by leaving he threw me into the spotlight of my own heart's sadness, desires, wishes. my own life is now looking me in the eye and asking me if i'm going to do anything, feel anything, or just wait around until i die.|
|26 Jan 2005||Kate||Hi! My parents are both crazy. My father is abusive and my mother is a gold digger. She chose being married to someone for money even though he abuses everyone. My little sister is always angry and she takes it out on me. All my hair from my head is falling out from stress. I have no friends. No one, not even my own parents care that I am depressed. Life sucks a lot. Well, I do not know what else to say.|
|26 Jan 2005||LinkenHerz83||Attempted it once by alcohol poisoning, not a good idea by the way. I've been on this site a few times before and met a few interesting people to talk via email. I've been especially bored with my life and thought i'd drop a line to someone who might just want to unload on someone who doesn't actually know them. It helped me somewhat, so.... Anyway, just IM my aol screenname, especially if you like Metallica or RAMMSTEIN!!!!|
|25 Jan 2005||TheCazz||this site is just dumb, if u really hated life then you wouldnt be here... u wouldve done watever you could to die. maybe your too scared to die, which means you shouldnt die. all the young kids that are complaining about their sisters pulling there hair, go fuck off, life isnt that bad, your only 9! you havent LIVED your life yet. you have so much more to do. go stay with a friend for a while. and all the other people that are whinging about having a son/daughter and a wife or a girlfriend who left me, shut up.... they probably left you because you act this way. no-one finds negative people attractive, so stop your whining.... its fucked. and the people that LIE about being FUCKED by a guy and LIE about being suicidal, and put others names on here just to get them back, thats stupid... but haha also really funny.
you guys need to wake up and realise that you can change... and stop being so negative!!!
have a nice day xxx
|25 Jan 2005||i hate france||IT JUST DAWNED ON ME THAT TECHNOLOGY IS NOT AS ADVANCED AS IT COULD BE.
FOR INSTANCE, THE SOUND THAT MY BUTTCHEECKS JUST MADE AS HOT GASSES PASSED THRU THEM CAN NOT BE EXPRESSED THRU THIS COMPUTER. NOW WHILE YOU ARE THRILLED THAT THE COMPUTERS CANNOT DO THIS I AM DISPLEASED. CAN YOU IMAGINE THE MAYHAM IF EVERYONE COULD SEND AN EMAIL THAT WHEN YOU OPENED IT UP WAS A FART. IT WOULD BE ON THE NEWS.
TONIGHT AT TEN.... A NEW TECHNOLOGY HAS ENABLED PEOPLE TO SEND FARTS IN AN EMAIL. IT HAS TURNED OUT TO BE A NEW EPIDEMIC OF INTERNET TERRORISM. IF YOU HAVE ANY INFORMATION OF THE WHEREABOUTS OF THESE TERRORISTS PLEASE CALL YOUR LOCAL FBI HOTLINE. DO NOT TRY TO APPROACH THESE TERRORISTS BECAUSE IT IS SAID THAT THEY ARE DANGEROUS AND HAVE BIOLOGICAL AND CHEMICAL WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION AND THEY HAD BEANS FOR SUPPER LAST NITE. HERES BOB FRENCH WITH THE WEATHER....
|25 Jan 2005||............||ohh, i forgot to say what the best way to kill yourself is. well, i'm stil alive but the best way is to just die. to let your mind give up and live commatose. because that is no life and it is the same as being dead and most of us are almost there anyway.|
|25 Jan 2005||...........||i tried to kill myself, well not really. i would just contemplate the idea. a lot. too much, until i would find my self running a knife back and forth down my wrist, unknowingly almost unintentionally. but i dont whine i dont piss and moan. i dont tell everyone how depressed i am and how much i hate going to bed at night because i know i'll only wake up again. i dont tell anyone how much i really want to stop existing and i dont tell anyone that inside i'm not the laughing jovial person i pretend to be. i probably should, because one day i might just not wake up|
|25 Jan 2005||Ashlei||Umm basically im here 2 talk about cutting. Im 15, and i just got out of a really fucked up relationship with a guy who cuts. I was literally tortured all through school untili switched schools last year (im a sophmore). and it got a bit better but not much. I used 2 lock myself in the bathroom for hours n listen 2 that good charlotte song hold on n just cry until i couldnt anymore n i would like collapse in there and my mom would have 2 pick the lock n get me out. it was bad. really bad. that year i was also diagnosed with bi-polar depression. not cool. n that made it worse. my family, were all messed up. but what i dont get is how ppl can cut. i know its about controlling ur pain the only way u possibly can, and i wanted 2 but i couldnt bring myself to do it. My best friend died last year, and she used 2 cut. she commited suicide, anf 4 awhile i wanted 2 do it 2. I still have bad days. and i still play that GC song once in awhile,i was gonna be a loozer n OD on my antidepressants to prove a point about me taking them and them not helping like i said. well i didnt, and thne i met this guy at hot topic who works there n he was like u dont need that stuff, its all mental, and the more i thought about it the more i realized he was right. I was a mental loozer and i needed 2 straighten things out in my mind. im still fucked up n i still cry alot and i still scare myself with the idea of how im gonna die, but its getting better.... Please email me if u wanna or IM me im on AOL n AIM @ volcomsk8271 (my email is my SN w/ @aol.com attached.) talk 2 me, i still need the help..|
|25 Jan 2005||David||Tu veux mourir? Mais il y a une hésitation et tu ne sais pas pourquoi? Tu aimerais passer par dessus et en finir une bonne fois pour toute! Je connais la solution! Mourir à toi-même est tâche difficile puisque nous tenons à nous infliger des torts qui ne nous appartiennent que parce que nous les tenons pour nôtres. Pourtant une parcelle de vie en toi t'enchante la mélodie du bonheur! C'est possible d'être heureux dans cette vie-ci! Mais pour cela, tu dois mourir à toi-même. Nous avons à nous aider en commençant par nous aimer, même si le mal en soi est tenace, loquace et obsédant. Tu dois le regarder dans les yeux et lui dire, même si tu as peur, que tu l'aimes, ce mal. Je crois que ceux qui souffre comme nous sont tellement intelligents et sensibles qu'ils perdent l'équilibre dans ce brouhaha inhumain que sont les sociétés capitalistes. Mais rien ne sert de se plaindre! Au contraire! Il y a tellement de joie, d'amour et d'harmonie dans toute la création. Pourquoi n'appelles-tu pas l'Âme du Phénix à venir t'aider? La vie est magique à partir du moment où tu décides de lâcher prise avec tes peurs qui ne sont que des illusions!Mourir à soi, c'est constater les ombres en nous et y mettre du soleil. Tu as peur de la lumière? Pourquoi as-tu peur de toi? Toi, fils et fille des Étoiles, regarde le ciel qui t'entoure et puise y la sagesse et la force d'être heureux et heureuse. Si le soleil te semble trop fort débute avec la lune. Laisse la lumière entrer en toi et illuminer tes peurs, tes ombres qui te font mal. Par exemple, tu veux mourir! Pourquoi? Tu te sens seul et dévalorisé(e)? Mais qui est cette petite voix dans ta tête qui a la volonté de te dire: je t'aime. Es-tu certain(e) qu'elle est toute à toi? Elle n'a pas envie de te dire je t'aime. Mais est-ce ta voix? Elle est là pour que tu l'utilises et toi, tu le fais, mais de reculons. Est-ce pour prendre ton élan et sauter par dessus tes peurs? Non! Tu n'as pas le courage! Je t'en donne un petit peu. Je ne crois pas que la douleur te quitte de l'autre côté de la vie. En fait, parce que je travaille avec des entités depuis quelques temps, je peux te dire qu'il est plus difficile de faire la paix de l'autre côté que de ce côté-ci! La matière est un outil indispensable pour expérimenter tes sentiments. Alors vois ta douleur, comprend-la, accepte-la en l'aimant et trouve son contraire afin de t'emplir de sa force et ainsi te soutenir dans ta démarche de mort à toi-même. Personne d'autre que toi ne peux t'aimer à ta place et c'est seulement quand ton amour sera que tu pourras aller vers les autres. Pour l'instant, du moins, laisse les autres venir à toi et demande à ton âme de te montrer ce qu'il est bon de faire pour toi afin de renaître à toi-même sans un acte violent comme le suicide. Ce n'est pas facile, mais ce n'est pas non plus difficile. Tu as tout les outils en mains pour te sauver et ainsi découvrir la personne merveilleuse que tu es. Cesse d'encourager ta haine et ouvre toi à l'amour.Pleure. Libère-toi. Nous t'aimons beaucoup et nous avons besoin de toi. Nous t'en prions, aimes-toi.
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