|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?
|27 Mar 2003||violet||hmmm... i tried that.
pills. that's all i can say. it's just like falling into a dream. but don't do it with asprin, you only get really sick. being a kid is depressing, but trust me, it gets better. a girl of your potential will go far. but who am i to say. it's your life to do with as you please.
|27 Mar 2003||Michael Mackellar||INOSTUS. ~In possibility everything is possible. For this reason, it is possible to become lost in possibility in all sorts of ways, but primarily in two. The first takes the form of desiring, craving; the other takes the form of the melancholy-imaginary (hope/fear of anxiety). Legends and fairy tales tell of the knight who suddenly sees a rare bird and chases after it, because it seems at first to be very close; but it flies again, and when night comes, he finds himself separated from his companions and lost within the wilderness where he now is.
So it is with all desire's possibility. Instead of taking the possibility back into necessity, he chases after possibility... and at last cannot find his way back to himself. In melancholy the opposite takes place in much the same way. Melancholically enamored, the individual pursues one of anxiety's possibilities, which finally leads him away from himself so that he is a victim of anxiety or a victim of that about which he was anxious lest he be overcome...
No more negativity. The illness has passed. Again.
|26 Mar 2003||Tina||Yeah. The best way to kill yourself is probably overdosing. Fuck that pain shit. If you're going to go out, at least make it peaceful. My boyfriend died a month ago of an accidental drug overdose. He died at my house, in my bed, and I was asleep right next to him when he died. It was pretty fucked up. I'm not entirely sure what I'm going to do, I might try and go out like some Romeo and Juliet type of shit. I thought about laying on the rail road tracks, but I don't want to be all mutilated. I'll probably eat about 10 Oxycotins and peace this world goodbye. I don't know what will happen to me when I die, I'm hoping that I'll just be asleep and awaiting ressurection. If Joey is going into Heaven alone, then so am I. I love him and I can't live without him, and I can't live with the memory of what I saw. Good luck to all of you. My death day will be April 20, 2003. It might be on the news. Look out for a 16 year old girl who died in Berlin, New Jersey. Okay? Peace.|
|26 Mar 2003||captain moogle||stab yourself to death dosed up on some serious lsd. there's always eating yourself to death or burning yourself to death with a lighter|
|26 Mar 2003||Jadu||Almost every post I read is a plea to leave this world without pain. Why do you think you were screaming your head off when you entered this world? Birth is PAIN. Death is PAIN. Know this when you step towards nonexistence. It will hurt. If you don't want any more pain, it is not death you seek. Social influences create a delusional world of right and wrong, confusing a naive mind of who they are, telling them who they should be. Seek the Truth. Part of you already knows a small piece of the Truth--this is why the inner struggle occurs. I cannot find the heart to convince anyone that anything isn't worth killing themselves over. It's a fucked up world, and I would never bring a soul into it. But it's the ones who are sensitive enough to not want any more pain who can actually evolve this planet and change humankind. Everyone else is wrapped up in their souless, meaningless lives. Day by day feeling NOTHING, and making damn sure they take others down with them. The biggest 'Fuck You' in my opinion is to rebel, to take the pain and smile and say, "You can beat me, but you will NEVER brake me." I hate my life when I stay where I live, but when I travel, I escape it all and meet 'angels' along my path. Escape your surroundings. Do something CRAZY before you do something FATAL. Death is the final option, do what you have always wanted to do before you decide to leave this world forever. Make the pain of your short-term existence here at least worth something to yourself. -Just one jaded girl's point of view|
|26 Mar 2003||assimov||Well I am hoping to maybe hang myself hopefully it will work and would be relatively painless. It has been a while now and now I am tired of giving myself last chances. Enough is enough...... do you have ideas on some poisons that may work just as well?|
|25 Mar 2003||blah!||i'm gonna kill myself tomorrow. no one in the world understands me and i was born the wrong sex. so now i have to die. oh well...|
|25 Mar 2003||Kristyn, loving the drugs||This is all fuckin crazy. Im almost 17 years old. I've been thinkin lately of suicide I've tried it a couple times for the past 2 or 3 years. Lookin at this website made me realize something, all of us are just looking for some fuckin attention, I sat here readin some of the shit all of u have wrote and most of u, in fact, all that i have read, ya'll are all worried about pain. Pain is fuckin pleasure and if u dont like pain dont talk about suicide cause u know u really dont wanna do it. I know life is boring as fuck and the only thing I want to live for is my parents and b/f and friends. U dont think neone cares, but guess what, THEY DO!! do what I do, if u wanna get away from it all dont kill yourself just do the fuckin drugs, and maybe if u really wanna die, you'll OD and not even realize it. Questions or comments email me: email@example.com|
|24 Mar 2003||Lucy Cortina||There's nothing more that brings a tear to my bosom than hearing that my beauty (s) saved another soul, Felicia.
Let breasts continue to save lives, as were they designed for.
It's amazing that breasts can bring so much joy to this world.
Someone once said of Kylie Minogue: "You can't plan your career around your ass" (but you can plan your private life around it!)
But breasts are a whole different kettle of bras, they can rebuild this shattered world.
3 cheers for breasts!
|24 Mar 2003||nomeD cilegnA||THE COMPASSIONATE GUILLOTINE
~Move on, you melodrama of life. Let no one call it a comedy, no one a tragedy, for none have held onto their reason to see it through to the End. Move on, you histrionic existence, where life is granted less merit than money is.
Why has no one returned from the dead? Because life does not have the persuasiveness that death has. Yes, death is quite persuasive if only one does not contradict it but lets it do the talking; then it is divinely convincing, such that no one has ever had an objection to make or has experienced a longing for return to the eloquence of life.
~Caring death... Become proud once more! Great is your compassion, and next to you there is no one who can speak a beautifully as the child whose sorrow gave him the name Cyren Hegesias, The Great Persuader of Suicide, and yet with his sorrow he deemed death as the only thing that makes life worth Living...
|24 Mar 2003||Emerald||take an overdose on drugs then lie in the middle of the street and fall asleep|
|24 Mar 2003||Robo||I'm 16 years old and I wanna commit suicide. I just wrote my exams and i really fucked them up badly. i don't think that i deserve to live with these kind of studies. My parents are cool and my friends are too. But i hate my life. I look ugly. If only i had cyanide. that would be the best. I wanna have a painless suicide. Help Me.|
|24 Mar 2003||LaureeB24@aol.com||suicide... don't do it. All of us need help here and we don't know where to turn. THERE is a way to get help... call someone, tell someone... look in the mirror, do you even recognize who you see? Life is a gift and we all need to understand that. Any one can IM me i'll help you because I need help myself|
|23 Mar 2003||depressed||Im fucking 14 and life has sucked since i was 11. i was doing well at school and then some new boy comes in and starts picking on me, im like wtf! piss off so he uses his 'money' to gain peoples respect, gets a load to bully me and shit so im like fuck, screw u all knock his fat ass out and go to a new school, which is for clever fucks which i did well but hate it, at home i get beaten by my parents and if i retaliate well im dead, then i saw a glimmer of hope.it was a game called runescape it was exellent the best thing to take my mind off it. then ive been playing for a while and my 'best' friend steals all my stuff... FUCK! that was my life! so i start again over 6 months then wen i share my stuff with people, BAM he does it again! Shall i end all now, or when im 18. All i have is music...|
|23 Mar 2003||odd nes||Remove a cord from a standard household lamp. Attach the ends to a fork. stick it in your bum bum. plug the plug end into the wall.|
|23 Mar 2003||libs||THe best way to commit suicide it to just get a hole of a gun.... and basically blow your brains out... but before you do, so you don't hurt people too much fake your death to see who would care. i tried this once, i took a gun and put blanks in it and then i took a pigs blood capsule and put that in the barrel. Then shoot yourself in front of your friends and if the people really freak out and like start crying then you would make an impact on them and DO NOT KILL YOURSELF FOR THE LOVE OF ALA, but if they don't cry they don't really care about you and go ahead (yeah screaming and running around doesn't mean they care, they only care if they cry) life is not that fun if you feel like shit, so have fun!
peace love and empathy
|23 Mar 2003||Felicia - Your Guardian Angel in Disquise||My offered suggestion. The world is a mess. The only way you can get out of this deep blue funk is by breathing. I see and hear people saying that committing suicide is stupid and they never tell you why. Committing suicide is too much of an easy way out. It's about as simple as opening a can of soda and drinking it. When people ask how they should kill themselves, it is because they are afraid to even attempt it. I can offer all the solutions in how one can kill themselves and offer imaginative ideas in how you can do it in a "dramatic way". But that would defeat my purpose in helping you. You know, I was walking one morning on an unpaved sidewalk in a city we always call "the place that Frank left his heart at" and happened to look at the Golden Gate Bridge. San Francisco is the place I call home and I have many friends here. Though I am not homosexual, I have many homosexual friends and love all of them. I was talking to my friend Jimmy one day and he told me that I lacked common sense. I said, "Why?" Well, he said my place is a mess and it looked like shit, my home life is in shambles, my family sucks, and my Iguana is always starving. One day, I wanted to kill myself because I felt like it. Then I went to the search engine and found this website. Then I read about Lucy Cortina and Billy the Freak's conversations, back and fourth, and it made me feel much better. Though I think Lucy Cortina may think that I have a few screws loose and she lost all respect for me, doesn't mean I can't look at her talented chats back and fourth with cool famous people with her momentous episodes of boob jokes. I laughed my ass off and said, "Gee, life is pleasant after all! So you see, committing suicide is not fun. My friend, my young one, my old one, age doesn't matter, I feel your pain. If you can find one thing that makes you happy, go for it. Because you missed out on many things and people bring you down, doesn't mean you should end your life. It's sad to say that it will not bring someone close to you or love you more. You would just be a statistic. My suggestion is this, try something that you never attempted doing by taking a plane to a different town or country and see the world. If you can't afford it, save for it. I know that running away from your problems never helps, but taking a trip to see other countries or cities never hurt. Then explore what it would be like in a place that you never experienced before. My friend, life is full of new experiences. Look how beautiful it is in the sky at night and look out at the stars. Make a wish on every shooting one, and believe that wish. Its when you dont believe that you often fail. Wish yourself out of this deep blue funk and write the wildest things that you want to do. Buy a journal and write your dreams down. Do it as a favor for me? Please?
And by the way, dont let the state of the world get you down. Dont even think of it, just think of you for a change and relax. And first start with breathing better and treating yourself to a nice cool glass of ice water. Please! Dont drown yourself! Because you will not be breathing!!! Purchase a set of headphones and listen to your favorite songs. The world around you can be put on hold for just a moment and remember try not to analyze it so much. Just relax.
|23 Mar 2003||Felicia||My definition of W A R is quite simple. I think of it as two spoiled little boys fighting over ownership of an expensive toy gun. Both parents of the boys hate each other. Neither party likes each other nor they both make a mountain out of a molehill. Hatred becomes the conclusion of the situation. Big WARS like the ones we face now all derive from the mentality. Jealous and spoiled grown up boys trying to conquer the world creating dissension for everyone and peddling each others governmental assets on missiles and military equipment, rather than helping the unfortunate starving economy and unstructured businesses rebuild. With all the useless spending spent on shells I would have bought a mansion and a yacht, along with a Porsche Boxter. Useless spending? No wasted time, unnecessary loss of lives, and less mansions with yachts.
Bombs or mansions? Take your pick. Gosh?! I would have had great boob surgery by now and had a reservation table at Lizas party. Opps! Forgot, she cancelled out because of the war fiasco darn!
|22 Mar 2003||psycho me||NOTHING!! don't let kids experiment with things like this, it isn't something to laugh about!!!! it isn't funny, you silly one!!!|
|21 Mar 2003||Karen||Call 911.
Tell them you are going to slit your rists.
Tell them your adress.
Leave the phone off the hook.
Go into the kitchen and slit your wrists so that you won't actually die.
Scream really loud.
Keep screaming, but get quieter and quieter.
Make gagging sounds.
When you hear sirens make no sound.
When the police/medics/firemen come in slit your throat, and stab yourself while screaming threats, and promising to return and take their lives.