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.

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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?
05 Sep 2003 Peter Hoeg (Mackellar) It was a novel thought for Krisha: What if she's not someone who is perpetually in need of repair? What if the real grunt work of self-improvement is simply being aware of the things one thinks, feels, says and does? Krisha decided to put her novel thought to the test by being aware of the first feeling that came along. As it turned out, her first brain guest was the feeling of horny. Krisha was aware that she was horny. But, her awareness told her she was not so much horny as lonely. And the loneliness was really just a deep-seeded fear that she was unworthy of being loved...... even by herself. Suddenly, Krisha no longer felt horny. Now she felt hungry. But not so much hungry as sad. And the sadness was really just a deep-seeded fear that she was unworthy of being loved...... even by herself. Which caused Krisha to no longer feel hungry. Now she felt insane. But, that was okay because she was aware of it. And it wasn't so much insane as psychologically giddy.
05 Sep 2003 Chuck Lorre I believe I think too much. I believe I'm literally drowning in a thick swamp of thoughts. No, swamp's not right. It's more like being in the middle of a swarm of bees, all of them flying insanely about, occasionally stinging for no apparent reason. Yup, bees, definitely -- thoughts are bees. In fact, I believe my entire understanding of the world is based on my thoughts, which are generated by my emotions, which are generated by ... well, I guess my reaction to stuff that happens. Anyway, I understand the world through the filter of my thoughts and emotions. If this is pretty much how you understand the world, it brings up an interesting concept. Probably since we were infants, none of us have directly perceived this world we live in. What does it mean to directly perceive something? Well, I suppose it would mean to be totally with that thing, as opposed to observing and thinking about it. It's a duality issue. Here's me, here's you. here's me, here's the sofa. Ya dig where this is going? We live on a planet dominated by a race of beings whose only connection to reality is constantly buzzing, mental bees. We're all walking through life in a dream state that is, at best, a funhouse mirror-image of what's really out there. It makes you think, doesn't it? Ouch! Dammit!
05 Sep 2003 Chuck Lorre ~The Birds in Your Garden~ is such a pretty song.
05 Sep 2003 Phoenix Swallow anything and everything labeled "Harmful if swallowed".
05 Sep 2003   You are a sick fuck! That is just completely wrong. Teaching kids the best way to end their own lives at that age?! Are you asking for a lawsuit here? Look, i'm 16 and i live in colorado. I lost my best friend to suicide and it's horrible. Both me and my friend have tried to commit suicide b/c we have both been diagnosed with severe depression. Suicide is not something to be 'played' with. It's not something to teach little kids how to do either!
05 Sep 2003 the gay punk what the fuck people, write?

i feel alone.

did everyone kill themselves over weekend or something
01 Sep 2003 Trent nine inch nails - gave up

perfect little dream
the kind that hurts the most
forgot how it feels
well almost
no one to blame
always the same
open my eyes
wake up
wake up
wake up
wake up
wake up in flames

it took you to make me realize
it took you to make me realize
it took you to make me realize
it took you to make me see the light

smashed up my sanity
smashed up integrity
smashed up what i believed in
smashed up what's left of me
smashed up my everything
smashed up all that was true
gonna smash myself to pieces
i don't know what else to do

covered with hope and vaseline
still cannot fix this broken machine
watching the hole it used to be mine
just watching it burn in my steady systematic decline
of the trust i will betray
give it to me i throw it away
after everything i've done
i hate myself for what i've become

it took you to make me realize
it took you to make me realize
it took you to make me realize
it took you to make me see the light

smashed up my sanity
smashed up integrity
smashed up what i believed in
smashed up what's left of me
smashed up my everything
smashed up all that was true
gonna smash myself to pieces
i don't know what else to do

i tried
i gave up
i tried
i gave up
i tried
i gave up
i tried
i gave up
i tried
i gave up
i tried
i gave up
i tried
i gave up
i tried
and i gave up

smashed up my sanity
smashed up integrity
smashed up what i believed in
smashed up what's left of me
smashed up my everything
smashed up all that was true
gonna smash myself to pieces
i don't know what else to do (throw it away)

smashed up my sanity
smashed up integrity (throw it away)
smashed up what i believed in
smashed up what's left of me (throw it away)
smashed up my everything
smashed up all that was true (throw it away)
gonna smash myself to pieces
i don't know what else to do (throw it away)

smashed up my sanity
smashed up integrity (throw it away)
smashed up what i believed in
smashed up what's left of me (throw it away)
smashed up my everything
smashed up all that was true (throw it away)
gonna smash myself to pieces
i don't know what else to do (throw it away)

smashed up my everything
smashed up all that was true (throw it away)
gonna smash myself to pieces
i don't know what else to do (throw it away)
(throw it away)
(throw it away)
(throw it away)
(throw it away)
01 Sep 2003 doron <first find on google search>

(idea) by futurebird ,Wed Apr 25 2001 at 6:22:45

A while ago a 13 year old asked for help killing herself on her web page. Here are the best of the responses she received. I have not tried any of these suicide methods so please do not hold me liable if they fail to work for you. (oh and before you go read this first)

In a public place (to maximise the trauma of others). take a very sharp knife place under you're ribs on the left side. make a fast (or slow) diagonal slit in your abdomen from left rib to right hip bone. then start pulling out your soft warn insides and eating them.
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Make your parents happy and try to clean the toilet REALLY WELL! Make sure you use both bleach (and make sure it's sodium hypochlorite bleach) *and* ammonia, and use plenty of both. Dive in and start scrubbing, and be sure to breathe deep!
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wear all black and roll around on your back in the middle of a busy intersection at the exact same time the local bars let out... i found that Friday or saturday nights work best. good luck!
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Begin by taking a box of old, rusted fishhooks and eating them. After a while, gargle with rubbing alcohol, and run into a mall screaming anything. Then, once you have scarred small children for life, proceed to jump off the third-story into the foyer below. Try to either land on Santa's lap or on the line of people waiting for him.
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the best way to kill yourself when your under 13 is to stand on top of a building hollering "i swear to god im gonna jump, don't nobody try to help me cause i'm jumping". then when you have a large crowd under you pull out a 12 gauge shotgun and blow your head off in front of the three hundred or so onlookers
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here's my suggestion: I figure a running car in a closed garage should do the trick nice and painlessly. I've heard you just get really sleepy, pass out, and never wake up. Just make sure to do it when you know nobody will notice for many hours. You wouldn't want any ignorant do-gooders spoiling your plans.
PS: If you don't have a garage, you could obtain a piece of large diameter tubing and run it from the tailpipe, through the car window and just sit in it. Jus be sure to pull around to the back of the house so nobody notices
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The best way to kill yourself when you're a child would be to let yourself be consumed by the ever-blackening aura of civilisation and society. You die from the inside out...
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Requires 1 friend, 1 motor vehicle, 300 feet of chain or spun metal cable, 2 heavy padlocks. One end of the chain/cable encircles your neck, the other goes around some sturdy part of the undercarriage of the auto. Locks are used to secure these. Best part: you stand there and do nothing. Your assistant gets into the car and starts motor, applies pressure to accelerator while car is in drive or quickly shifts up in case transmission is automatic. When all the slack of the chain is finally taken up, said auto should be going at sufficient speed so that your head is simply ripped off. Recommended car: 1970's Dodge Charger with at least a 427 cubic inch V-8 and 400 horsepower.
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according to me, the better way to commit suicide is to fall in love with somebody you can not reach, and make sure that the best way to escape of all this hurt and suffering is to end your days right now.
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Have one of your friends put a rat in a jar and put the open end of the jar up to your face. Then have them blow torch the other end. The rat will then eat it's way through your face before it will let itself be burned alive.
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If you hear in the news that a bomb got inside a public building. Go and volunteer yourself as fast as possible, and try to stop the bomb from blowing up. If you cut the right wires, you will be a famous teenager. And if you cut the wrong ones, god heard your wish.
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falling backwards out of a tall tree. That way you see a pretty picture as you die.
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save a pint of blood every couple of days, then fill an Olympic size swimming pool, then drown yourself in it; you'll be sure to be remembered
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Light yourself on fire, people will talk about you for years to come, gain the popularity in death that you couldn't get in life.
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slitting your wrist is a stupid and melodramatic way to die. What I'm about to do is take my short sword, place it over my heart, and fall on it. Very Roman, but effective.
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Try holding your breath, long enough to end it all. Will power.
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Get one of your friends to come over and play with your dad's guns. Don't tell him that the one he's using is loaded. Taunt him by pulling the trigger of the one you're using and yelling, "You're dead!" When he does shoot you, it will look like it wasn't your fault, so people will not feel as bad as they would if you'd hung yourself.
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The drug ketamine can be used to simulate a near death experience in all its earth-shattering majesty. Actual suicide, in any form, seems uninspired. There are plenty of references to be found online.
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Why not put on a nice white summer dress with a nice white wide brimmed hat in July, then jump out in front of a speeding ice cream truck? Just think how of the contrast of red blood and white tattered dress? The bright blood of innocents and the innocence represented by the white of the dress so crudely torn and violated will make a bold statement. And do it in in front of people, that will make it extra tragic[ because you can [scar them for life as well.
01 Sep 2003 the gay punk i woke up today and told myself, hey, i want to kill myself today.

that was nice. fuck school is starting today? how many of you suicidals are going back to school? how many of you gay suicidal people are going back to school?

fuck i want to go to an art school or alt school or the gay school. but i don't want to transfer coz i don't feel like making new friends. shit. oh that's my life.

more death and explicit gay porn... later
01 Sep 2003   Don't!
01 Sep 2003 Steve I'm 18 and I want to die so I can end the pain of no longer having anything to be grateful for in my life. I've been spending a long time trying to come to terms with who I've become, and the more I think about it, the more I hate myself and I want to end my life and all of the pain that comes with it. All I have left is emotional baggage that is too heavy to carry and is causing me to sink deeper everyday. I don't know how much longer I can last. This past year of my life has just been one massive downward spiral and I feel like I may be nearing the end of my ride. All of my hopes and expectations for myself were nothing more than dreams that have left me broken and without any reason to continue. I am afraid of what the future may hold in such an ominous time for me. I just keep going, day by day, waiting until the moment finally comes that my depression disappears permanently (I STRONGLY doubt this will happen) or I am finally fully resolved to kill myself and end up going through with it. (This seems more likely unfortunately)
01 Sep 2003 Alex Hello everyone. I wrote here about a year ago during one of my suicide moods which I used to get in swings back then. I used to get them every few days and I would log on to suicide sites every time I felt like killing myself. Since then some things have changed.... and some haven't. I find that I don't feel suicidal as often as I used to however, when I do get mad, I really go at it, often trying to slit my wrists without really killing myself (just until a little blood comes out). I found out that I was looking for a lot of attention, often trying to flaunt my "injuries" to the girls at school I liked. I've sinced tried to analyze what happens during these mood swings (it does help to be smart sometimes) and have started a suicide journal that I write in when I feel like utter shit. I still flip out about once a week and this is usually due to pressure. I am still in very tough courses including two AP classes, one of which, bio, is considered to be tougher than the average freshman college course. I'm only telling people this so they know where I'm coming from when I say I'm under a little pressure. My parents, especially my dad, insist that I will have some remarkable, thoughtful effect on the world. As soon as I hear the bullshit spew out of his mouth I just clench my teeth and think of the sweet pain on my wrists as I slide that razor up and down. That is one of the times that I get "suicidal." The other is when I think of my social life, or lack thereof. I still don't have that many friends, and even though I got a date for the christmas ball last year, I got shut down when I went for a goodnight kiss. There's this girl in Wisconsin that I met when I was out there visitng my other friend who lives there and we would probably be going out if we didn't live 1000 miles away. That was one thing that really got me was the day I got back from Wis. I missed Lauren so much, and I realized how pathetic and sad my life here is. I went at it that night and I still have marks from where I started cutting. I guess this is still a cry for help from anyone who's willing to read it. I can help myself but as this school year gets going I'm just going to get swamped by work, and the pressure is just going to build until i explode. I'm one of those people that takes all the shit from everyone else and it just piles up until one day.... and that one day is going to be bad. I'ts not like I'd go kill someone else, but I might finally make that blade a little bit sharper...
01 Sep 2003 will awww, gay punk. im still here, just. it was close really it was. i still feel bad though.
01 Sep 2003   fuck you, you know you're 2nd on the google "suicide help me" search, shame on you you shit, change this site soon, you may be adding to peoples hurt, ever considered that
31 Aug 2003 Lucy Cortina I can't get away from it!
I'm on a special lesbian-detox, and what happens? I see Madonna snogging Britney Spears and Christina Aguilera on my mini portable battery operated TV last night.
It's all so disturbing to me. I reported Felicia last week and she got sent to a special home because she attempted to commit suicide after I told her I didn't love her. I might go in and see visit her now. I might take her a few copies of Housewives Without The Husband, to cheer her up.
And maybe a copy of the latest newspaper.
There's a lovely picture of Christina Aguilera turning up at the VMA awards, dressed as a pink feather duster.

That should cheer her up.
30 Aug 2003 Chris Have you ever thought about who was the first person to think about a particular thing? For example, who was the first person to look at a lobster and think, "I bet that tastes just delicious" or who was the first to decide that forty plus years of your life were best spent working, only coming to an end when you are not fit to do anything else? Who was the first person to take some dough, cheese and scraps of tomato, put it in an oven and call it pizza (I would build a statue to this guy), who was the very first person to take an anti-malaria medicine and mix it with an anti-constipation drink and call it gin and tonic, thus creating one of the world's most poular drinks (another statue for this guy), who was the very first person to look at tobacco and say, "I bet that tastes good and looks cool if you smoke it" and indeed, very important, who was the first guy who had problems and said "killing myself will release me" (another statue you say)! The list goes on and on. But no other field can compete with fashion when it comes to making the most bizarre idea cool and de rigueur.

Recently I was lucky enough (I think) to be present at the birth of a new style statement. I am talking not about fashion design but those little quirks which separate the ordinary people from the mega-trendy. Remember the time when everyone wore their sunglasses suspended under their chin? Now, ask yourself, who was the first person to look into the mirror as his shades dangled from his ears and thought, "Yes!, Yes!, Yes! That's the look for the summer this year!" A year or so back there was the short lived sunglasses on the back of the head but it didn't last. What about back to front baseball caps then... what is that all about and who was the fashion guru who thought that a reversed baseball cap was to the last word in style? Pullovers tied around the neck... what can I say except that I assume someone was so hung over one morning that he couldn't manoeuvre his arms and hands through the appropriate holes in his wooly and just gave up and tied it around his neck and tootled off to work, never suspecting that he had just launched the look of the decade, condemning thousands of men to never know what their jumpers look like worn properly. Of course no Italian male over the age of seven has ever been known to wear his jacket or topcoat any other way except draped over his shoulders. Could it be that the same guy with the hangover responsible for the jumper in a knot created this one too?

But back to my experience at the birth of a new style statement. Recently while on holiday for a few days I was relaxing at an outdoor cafe, enjoying the view and equally enjoying the parade of fashionable people ambling past, when I had a shock to my system. Low and behold, sauntering down the street was a chap with his head on backwards! I can assure you that there are few things more shocking on a summery day than seeing someone approach with his head on the wrong way. But my astonishment, happily, was fleeting because as he came closer it became obvious (even to me drinking Jack Daniels and strong red wine during the hot, summery daytime) that in fact his head wasn't 180 degrees out of synchronisation but he was wearing his jacket not only draped over his shoulders but draped over his front and not his back. As you can imagine this came as a tremendous relief to me (as much on his behalf as mine), a feeling that was rapidly replaced by one of elation... for it was at this point that I realised that I was in the presence of a true trend-setter, just at the point in history when he was busy setting his new trend. If I had been a little less awe-struck I would have stopped him and asked him if he was the jumper, jacket and back to front baseball cap guy but alas all I could do was gape in admiration as he proceeded on his trendy way down the street. As you can imagine my next step (after downing my drinks) was to dash back to my room and see what my own jackets and raincoat look like draped and back to front but sad to say the result was a very poor reflection of the wizard!

So you see, some time ago I talked about my bad looks at the beach with me looking bad in baggy swim shorts and a not very sexy tan and now this! Everytime I try wearing something sexy and looking cool I fail. I am anything but a fashion guru. Summer is really suicidal!

See ya, hopefully with a jacket draped and back to front (if you look good in it)...
30 Aug 2003 Jen 420 Best way to go is by taking benadryl, if u take enough it kills u pretty fast and its easy to get and relatively cheap.
P.S. Will, dont be dead!
28 Aug 2003 jacek why kill yourself, if we kill self always too late?
27 Aug 2003 Lucy Cortina It is my, uh, mid-years resolution now to steer clear of girls for at least a few weeks. I have nothing against lesbians, however, my theory is this:
Lesbian sex is like eating a wet lettuce salad when hunger demands that you scoff a big, juicy...

burger. (in a bun of course!)

So, I am on a little merry holiday of my own, Mouchette (take that!) I am on holiday with a good pal of mine, who happens to be a gay professor (to minimise all temptations).
However he seems to be mistaking my naturally flirty manner as having meaning.
Last night, I sat up in bed reading a Jackie Collins novel (a girl needs to get her fix somehow!)
Anyway, as I yawned, I said to the prof, "I am in bed professor.
Are you ready?"
Which was when he gasped and said "Ready for what????!"

And I said, "For switching off the light".

He seemed to relax then, and said "Ohh...yes".

We are staying in a caravan near one of those huge astronomical observatories, to look out for Mars, as it is apparently very close to Earth right now. I have got all my panties and bras stored in a special fridge, and I have a nice laptop PC to browse suicide websites.

Happy holidays to me!
27 Aug 2003 pascal HOLA
ESTAR BIEN CURADA DE VINO BLANCO Y CUANDO ESTAS BORRADA (SIN SENTIDO) TOMAR MUCHA AGUA Y TE DA UN PARO CARDIACO.

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