|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?
|18 Mar 2004||rants||Burden
intellectual disease for knowing too much.
to surrender then to overthrow,
to die, then to evolve,
to loose, then to win.
It's like water fused with fire,
obedience from all elements.
are you predestined to follow a certain path?
Or should I say...
you are following the path of history?
with no escape,
bound on this planet for life,
even after death,
a historical site,
simply history for future generations
riding the serpent of time,
nowhere to get off on this train.
my hate is like a fire,
fused with my passion which is like water,
eating away my soul,
love and suffering,
this site is like a rose with thorns,
When you mix love and hate,
happiness and suffering,
do you find birth or do you find death?
searching for an exit in life,
hoping to die,
somewhere to go,
what did we do?
to be a man, to be a lady,
to have a job, to make friends,
to laugh, to cry,
to all this and all that,
life is the greatest illusion, a dream, a story, a stage.
invisible spirits making rusty sounds, maybe a concert with dimmed lights. Are you performing or are you watching life going by? Actually, most of us are performers, few of us stop and take the time to enjoy the show. So if you have a role to play such as killing yourself, do it tastefully for the audience. Do not be afraid, fear is the reason you put yourself in such depressing situation in the first place. Show the world that you have the courage to end your life, to end it coolly, to end it artistically, to simply say "I am outta here" with a smile on your face and jump off a building while smoking a cigar and waving goodbye to whoever is watching.
|18 Mar 2004||matt||my life sucks. my parents don't give me shit, they always say u need to earn it. i hate school u know u got it bad when your teachers make fun of you AND EVERY little thing pisses u off and when you break up with your girlfriend for a dumb reason well fuck them fuck everything go grab a gun and shoot yourself i want to, soon...|
|18 Mar 2004||Val||Ah. I'm going on 14 in about a week. And lemme tell you this. Don't commit suicide.. Just hurt yourself.. Greatly.. All the time.. It stops a lot of crazy ideas and feelings. just don't kill yourself.. When you do hurt yourself with any object, make sure everyone knows. So they think your insane. Then convince them you're not. It's great fun. I love it. Tormenting their foolish minds.. But I'm currently suppose to be on medication... But that's quite all right. Hurt yourself, don't kill yourself. My solution. It becomes a wonderful game. I recently played tic tac toe in my arm with my friend Carmen.|
|17 Mar 2004||metastasis||I look at myself in the mirror and I can see my hideous meaningless face and all I can think of is cutting my neck with a razorblade and see the blood flowing out like a beautiful fountain. Then I change my mind and go out the bathroom and continue living but after a while I realize how miserable my life is.
Only ignorants and simpletons may think life is great because their shallow minds cannot understand the true meaning of life.
Life is not a gift, it's only a problem that needs to be solved as fast as possible.
Why are you fighting in this battle when there is no victory??
Everything you do is pointless because one day you will eventually die and your soul will go nowhere because there is NO soul, we are only physical matter.
You will NOT go to hell, there is no hell. There is only pain, sorrow, fear and hate in this life. Why not end it now? You have the right to do something BIG. Who cares what others think they only care about themselves.
Don't do it for them, do it for YOURSELF.
|17 Mar 2004||RICKY||Get Fucked! Any person with MORALS would shut this site down. Sure Free speech, When Gods sword judges you, you have no defense.|
|17 Mar 2004||sparkles||I think who ever started this website is one sick fucker. who the fuck would want to start a discussion about how a child can kill themselves. What would you do if someone under 13 did read this and killed themselves? How can you live with yourself knowing that could happen? Boards like these shouldnt be around... and im gonna go out of my way to make sure that this group gets closed.|
|17 Mar 2004||George Bush||For 99.9 % of the human race, we are selfish. Selfishness is the reason for everything we do. After all, if one doesn't live for oneself, who do we live for? Do you live for your loved ones? And what is love?
My friend told me once, Loving someone is about giving something without ever asking something for return. Good loving parents give children everything they want, only hoping they can be happy (especially if the children are cute and lovable). But have you ever loved a stranger? Who cares about a beggar on the street? Who cares about 13 years olds crying for help? Who really cares about you?
Love is selfish, the person you love is someone you know well over the years. The thing that you love is a thing that you wish to own. A car, a computer, a digital camera... whatever. Therefore, if it's something you don't want to own, you probably will never love it. A piece of feces, a bottle of poison, deadly biological viruses... maybe death.
So now, what the fuck do I want to help you die? Out of love? or out of hate? I don't even fucking know you for crying out loud. I have no feelings towards you all. And why do you expect anyone will ever help you? I know that some people are trying to act all humane or righteous on this site, are you for real? Because if you are, then you are even more psychotic than the regular writing gangs lead by that Chris.
I am no genius, but I believe that all problems can be solved either by money, suicide, or waiting. So if you want to help, give these kids some money! Money makes a person cool in any culture. Can money buy love? hell yes! If you kids already have money, and you still want to kill yourself and asking for help... then you just don't know how to spend it. Got to go, I try to finish it later, lack creativity lately because I am getting laid.
|17 Mar 2004||Chris||Negative writing, a lot of times, actually constitutes a lot more creativity. It is interesting to watch a writer going through the weaving of trying to tell why something sucks without just saying that it sucks. To say why something is great, somehow takes less creativity.
My dear elaine: me, you, billy the freak, anyone else who writes on this site? We're all saying the same thing actually but me and you and the 'gang' (a term which I don't like but I used because you did) weave the words so that anyone who reads our stuff will realise that life is shit while others say it's outright shit. So to say the truth no one's story here is worth telling cos it's all the same shit! Just one satement I didn't like: "I'm talking complete shit" because you aren't. You're just expressing your thoughts, saying the truth and being honest, and there's nothing better than being honest. Yes, charity and good as written in the bible really exists, but only from a girl like you who's got the balls (excuse the biological pun) to be fucking honest...
... for those who are not honest are full of dirty little secrets, and dirty little secrets introduce you to blackmail.
I think there are things you should know about blackmail, in case it comes tapping at your door. There's what it does to you, and then there's what it makes you do. I used to think I knew what I could be made to do.
Blackmail doesn't work the way I always thought it would, if I ever gave it a thought. It doesn't smash through the clean pane of a life like a stone through a window. It's always an inside job, the most intimate of crimes. Somebody in the house has left that little window open, just a snick. The person who leaves the window open doesn't know why. Or else doesn't want to know. From outside a hand reaches into the gap, and the window creaks wide. Cold air comes rushing in. I see that hand now, each time I shut my eyes to sleep. Sometimes it's heavy and alien, the hand of a stranger. I can count the hairs on the knuckles. But on other nights I feel the fingers move and I know they are my own.
You have to search for the person who left the window open, down all the alleys of yourself. In the end you'll get there. You'll learn how you betrayed yourself in the moment that seemed like any other moment. Solution? Don't be too self-centred and egoistic. You think you can cope on your own but you will only end up hurting yourself.
When blackmail comes into your house you can learn to live with it, feeding it as little as you dare, trying to guess what it will take to make it go away before it gets too big. Then you begin to realize that it will never go away. The more you feed it, the stronger it grows. Why should you feel guilty unless you've got something to hide? Why should you be afraid? Watch me shake out your life in front of you. You know what's in there, don't you? See what comes.
Some blackmailers just want money. That's frightening, but at least you know where you are, and that a wad of used money is what you are talking about. I haven't got money.
The others put on pressure without letting you know what they want. They steer you where you don't want to go, but in a way that's so intimate you have to give in. They know more about you than you know about yourself. The pressure comes from what they don't say. They wait and wait until you can't wait anymore, and you'll do anything to know why they've come. It begins to seem like freedom.
When blackmail comes tapping at the door, get up and open it. There'll be no one there. Just the yawn of a black night, with wind in it but no stars. Already there's wind hurrying through the house, licking the back of your knees as you stare out. Where is it coming from? That window at the back. Someone's around there already and through the slender gap like an eel. Already the curtains are whipping up, the doors are buckling, and the floorboards pitch and toss like the planks of a boat.
The wind blows harder and your house begins to move on a sea that was always there, beneath the crust of the land. And you're afraid, but you are already beginning to move with it. I'm afraid, very afraid... but not from you my dear elaine. Throwing shit at me feels so good! It's when the 'sweet', 'virgin', 'friendly' girl from inside my house comes to give me a gentle hug and kiss that I start to feel threatened and afraid... cos I know that blackmail is near. So please, just bring your criticism on. Make me feel safe... And anyways, like Billy the Freak, your writing makes me horny!
Yours Truly: Chris! (and yes, like you, I wrote and took your statements at the end of another god damned bad, fucking, hell of a day well out of context of life- cos I'm only existing- and I really don't know if my thoughts are egoistic. What I know is that I'm a very, very angry person, fucked in the head, schizophrenic, and mental, and this time I had to get it out somewhere, on someone... before I go crazier)
See ya all... I don't know when, where or how!
|16 Mar 2004||billy the freak||man-o-man elaine the vigorous insight you spoke in your last entry made me horny... are you cute? i bet you are.
now chris, putting people down, because they may not be as creative as you isn't right.
however, i enjoy your posts immensely and they do spit flames on to the board. i blame myself for the lackluster in the kit, i wish i could post more often.
joe lee, all i can say is you are one sick fuck i thought i was twisted. i read your post about going to hell and laughed so hard the pepsi i was drinking came out my nose.
and last but not least kids, have you realized that mouchette is not just a message board, but a interactive piece of art? well, more like an art gallery that not only lets you enjoy what you're seeing but will often ask your opinion. look everywhere. and check out the links in the m.org.ue some are pretty interesting.
"come play with me" says mouchette. captivated by her beauty i can't help but frolic through her halls.
|16 Mar 2004||Hope||I just want to say that you gals are very creative. If weak ass motherfuckers are going to bitch about your website, then how did they stumble upon it? They must have been looking for it. So that means, that they are the ones that can't stand their life. So all of you out there should kill yourselves. You would be helping the world. It is too damn populated anyways :)
|16 Mar 2004||Hmmm||The Best way to kill your self..
Acetaminophen (paracetamol) LD-50 (mg/kg)338 oral, 500 i.p./Generally takes about two weeks to die, usually in great pain from kidney and liver failure... Worth a try?
|15 Mar 2004||Hmmm...||Alright.. you all have wrote a little bit about your life... here's some of mine..(im over 13. im 17)
To cut a long story short..
I wont go into reasons why Im suicidal i dont see why i should tell you, Its my stuff, no one needs to know.
I was in a 'hospital' because I had been suicidal for a while. I didnt have anything to live for, im guessing you all know the feelings that are inside and how much some one hurts when they're suicidal?. I learnt never to trust anyone, the only person I could truely talk to, was myself, I met Shane, In the hospital he was there for the same reasons, we clicked, it took us 4 months to actually talk to each other and realise that we could trust each other, he was the only reason i was alive, I was the only reason he was alive, but we both had bi-polar (manic depression) and paranoid shizophrenia, it was hard seems we both had it, it got really crazy sometimes, it was kinda hard dealing with self harm too, but we made it as long as we were 2gther, but as all suicidal people no, u cant get rid of the feelings, he got too depressed one night, he wasnt thinking straight... he OD on Acetaminophen..... (paracetamol) LD-50 (mg/kg) 338 oral, 500 i.p./Generally Takes Bout 2 Weeks 2 Die, Usually In Great Pain From Kidney And Liver Failure... he was in a coma for 3 weeks.
When he came around because of the time the pills had been inside him before he had his stomach pumped, his memory was really bad, he couldnt remember anything since octbober, he couldnt remember me, He thought he hated me, every time I would see him he would freak out at me and hit me, He was given 4 weeks to live, because of his liver.. i had to stand around and watch him slowly die and not even talk to him, all im trying to say by postin this if, if ur really want to die, do anything but OD, then if it doesnt work.. other people dont have to suffer too, fine u wonna die, i totaly understand that, just dont take anyone else down with you..
|15 Mar 2004||Andrew||Well, i would have to say from my own experiences that overdosing is the best thing to do, i have cut myself numerous times, and it never gets the job done, you could also hang yourself, it's not that hard to find out how. I am 16 years old, and i am very suicidal, i have been in a mental hospital before, and i will probably be going back there soon. I have learned a lot of tricks in killing yourself from being there.
-don't cut, it hurts and doesn't get the job done.
-don't jump, because it is not a sure fire thing and may end up only break your bones.
-Don't try cop killings either, they have ways of getting you without killing you.
All in all, i would have to say that just going into your garage and turning the car on is the best method, because the lack of oxygen knocks you out and you dont really suffocate while you are conscious, and you die in your sleep.
|15 Mar 2004||fiona||hi im 14 and have tried to commit suicide 8 times but evey time some bastard has to keep me alive!
1. slitting my throat (bled alot thought i was dead but i woke up in hospital craddled in my moms arms)
2. swallowed 100 paracitamol (puked alot my mate called 999 and i had my stomach pumped)
3. tried hanging myself on the hook of my door (mate came in with my mom and cut the rope i was revived by my mom)
4. cut all my veins in my arms (my cousin walked in to tell me dinner was ready and called my mom i pumped full of blood in hospital)
5. it was my other suicidal mates idea to eat frozen meat get food poisoning bad and die( just made me puke and shit alot)
6. jumped from the 4th floor of flats (broke my collar bone and was in a coma for 3 weeks)
7. i tried drowning (my mom walked in when i was unconscious she revived me and give me a 4 hour lecture on how much it hurts her to see me do this)
8. and finally i got my mate to tie a air tight bag over my head (but when i fell unconscious she thought i was dead and took the bag off and told my mom what happened so my mom tried to revive me and guess what bad luck for me, it worked)
my mom keeps a constant eye on me now as she knows how i am. i have been put on tablets to help me as they think i have a mental problem but i will try again could you give me away to do it? im getting fed up of waking up.
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|15 Mar 2004||Natalie||Help im a 11 year old lesbian and my girl friend turned straight please how can i kill myself|
|15 Mar 2004||Drew||I can't go on. I have contracted herpes and infected two other people before i knew i had it. I can't live with destroying my life and others as well but im too chicken to actually commit suicide. Now my school work is falling behind (i'm in university) and pressures are mounting up. I think jumping from a bridge is the only way cause it's instantaneous and painless. But i can't actually take my life. So i am forced to live in a hell on earth as an ostracized element of society. I wonder if i'll end up on the street or what will happen to me. I had such a bright future i had everything and i didn't use a condom and now i'm fucked. USE CONDOMS!!!|
|15 Mar 2004||sarah f||I am not 13 - i am turning 21 this year but i have been severely depressed for the last 5 years. i had done the overdosing of pills and ya - it is completely useless - you still wake up. i would also be called a cutter because that in my opinion is the best solution to pain - it is immediate. i live a good life, with good girlfriends, great parents and the best pets in the entire world. When i started cutting, i have just lost my best friend and boyfriend and i didnt know what to do other than cry and in anger i took a knife out and cut over 200 times into my arms. My parents found out so when i continued i kept it secret - the cuts got very deep and i still look at the scars and i feel nothing. The suicide attempts and episodes of cutting i am sure will continue until the day i die. I constantly hope i am killed in a car accident or murdered or whatever. For the people (like me) who want to die more than anything in the world i'll tell you what keeps me here: i can't abandon my cat and dogs - they need me; i couldn't be responsible for the pain my parents would feel for the rest of their lives and that's it. I am scared because i think and my best friend who just ditched me is sure that i will succeed when i really decide to do it. If you are at all unsure, wait it out - you can kill yourself when you are 30 if that is when you actually become sure - there is no rush. I had to tell someone this so thank you!|
|14 Mar 2004||anca||there is no way that you can die
...you are so happy!
|14 Mar 2004||Rbk||Stop thinking
Dejar de pensar
|14 Mar 2004||Suicide is your way of telling God "I Quit"|