|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?
|30 Nov 2002||Lucy Cortina||Moucchie! I'm afraid you are committing suicide yourself my dear, by allowing these plebs to dominate your site. I thought a revolution was taking place, but things seem to have leaped back 2 years.
It's like when you throw a party but only the posh people with the delicate-etiquette are invited (Billy and myself), but a load of rough baldies in leathers crash the party. And they knock over your stacks of delicately prepared cucumber sandwiches, which tumble into your champagne fountains. And the sausage rolls end up trodden in the floor like dead soldiers.
I want back my Billy and I want him now...
|29 Nov 2002||firehead||mix your hairgel with gasoline... put some of that mix on your hair.. turn it on... be like me :)|
|29 Nov 2002||marcos||build your own 13 story house... jump off the floor to fly... enjoy!|
|29 Nov 2002||candace||castrate yourself, then overdose|
|29 Nov 2002||Jenna||Hello again,
I spoke on here the other day about how angry I was with trying to talk to people about my depression, and I just have to say that I feel somewhat better after venting some of my frustration. I also enjoyed reading about other peoples problems and frustrations, I guess it made me feel not so alone, and I hope that what I wrote maybe helped someone else feel the same way.
P.S. Some chick put a poem on here and I thought it was a good idea, so here's one of mine....
"In The Dark"
The night is still.
The silence is painful.
I am alone in a world of endless
thoughts and dreams.
I can't get out.
I am forever drowning in the sea which
we call "life".
Fighting for a breath of air,
but never quite reaching the surface.
I am at war with myself.
I am at war with the world.
Fighting for someone to see me.
I reach out, but my touch is invisible.
I want out, but I can't see my way.
Endless darkness is all I see
I fear I will never see the light
|28 Nov 2002||Rodrigo||Some things are beyond words, beyond comprehension, beyond forgiveness. I use to think that once i had succeeded in ending my life that no guilty conscious could possibly exist, so why not just do it and get it over with ??? I still mourn the random death of innocents; the death of innocents and the death of innocence. From the day i first drew breath, i stood alone, seperate, without love, without family, without hope. Nothing is more unpredictable as life, and change can strike like lightning. I always wonder about the life i've missed.... bravery just isn't enough is this world.
I'm not going to be the guy you blame for ruining your life, your choices are your own, the future is not fixed.
Things don't always turn out the way you plan, no matter how hard you try and it's sometimes for the best, even if it means sacrificing a little beauty, to safeguard the beauty that already exists.
It's so hard to find the strength to do what's right, but my resolve is greater then ever.
I find that u people have all the potential in the world and not the first idea how to use it
So go ahead and do whatever it is u want to do to yourselves, i can't stop you if that's what you really want.
"A LITTLE DARKNESS NEVER HURT ANYBODY"
It's funny how u can see someone everyday but not really see them
Dying is easy, Living is hard
Believe me, i wish i could just wish away my felings, but i can't. This is the only thing i can do for you people.
SO the question is how long are u people going to keep running away from ur problems ???????? email@example.com
|28 Nov 2002||Rodrigo||It seems weird that i am being asked this question ????|
|28 Nov 2002||Skoad||I need help! Im a 16 year old male living in the suckass state of Georgia.. my life fucking blows ass! within the past year i have dropped outta school... been arrested.. then got back in school and got kicked out.. went to homeschool.. then quit.. then got busted with weed again! my fucking life is trash! im looking at 3-5years of jail for just fucking breaking and entering... and a few other things.. FUCK LIFE! i want to die! if you know any quick painless ways, please email me! i've tried slitting my wrists and the fucking shit doesn't work!|
|28 Nov 2002||Skoad||I'm only 16 but i fucking hate life! I just want to get the fuck outta it, my life is over as it is! I've fucked up too much.. done to many things.. Got arrested 2 months ago for a lot of things and they have 4 felonies on me.. i've got court in 2 weeks and i'm getting sent away.. fucking got busted with weed today.. and i'm high right now! fuck life! i fucking hate it! i just want to know a painless way to die! taking pills maybe? if you have any ideas please email me! thanks|
|28 Nov 2002||Mary Jonstone||On coming across this site I felt that I wanted to share my story with you. I have written it out in detail and only a small bit (the beginning) I have put on the site for space reasons. Want more, reply by e-mail
I was 14 at the time. A horrific incident to say the least. In our smashed vehicle beside me lay my badly disfigured uncle. I had been riding in the front seat in the middle and to my left was my brother. He was gasping for breath and spitting blood at the same time. Myself, I don't know how but I was unharmed but for some blood coming from a gash on my forehead. Blood was everywhere and lots on me. Later on after all the injuries had been accounted for, little of it was mine. The frightful thing for me as I sat between two of my dearest friends was that only moments before I had been thinking of death. It was an ongoing theme for me. As a challenged teenager the thought of killing myself came to mind frequently. Now death it seemed was on my doorstep although not in the way that I had imagined. When will the rescue people come? Time was standing still and stretching out forever, complete shock and disbelief had numbed me. I felt so helpless and responsible at the same time. What about my uncle and brother? Some one help us, Please.
|28 Nov 2002||Rachel||well, it isn't exactly suicide, it's more like murder, but you could go to a really bad part of town at 10 o'clock at night, walk around a dark ally and wait for someone to come along and murder you. but please don't try it.|
|28 Nov 2002||Brittany||I know what it feels like to feel that bad. My cousin Ira killed himself at 15 almost 16 and his death was very hard to deal with. Before he did it, I thought about it more than once, but after he did do it I thought about killing myself even more. I guess if I did do it, I would most likely hang myself, drug myself, slit my wrists, or shoot myself. But I think that this toy you have invented is not a good idea, for one thing parents are not going to buy it for their kids. It's something that can seriously damage a child's mind when they are very young|
|27 Nov 2002||ryan||jump from a great height|
|27 Nov 2002||Jon||I am 17 so Ha|
|27 Nov 2002||jeanie||Old Skin
WE smoke the toenails and hair
of the wiseman
under a BLACKGOD's thumb
we dance like painted puppets
she bleeds orgasm in techni-color
an ocean of alien mystery
we eat the wiseman's eyes
for sight that we might
see the darkness if we kill
the lights fast enough
we eat the brain and pray
that our eyes can open wide enough
we burn the dry shell, a funeral chant
the pulse quickens and we dance
as the blossoms fall
a scattering of dust to the winds
this celebration of old skin
I feel every flower that is
screaming to consume you
the earth and sky your cradle
the earth and sky entomb you
so is the way of forever
teeming with simple cruelties
beatings in cold rooms
hands and head not found
|27 Nov 2002||Jenna||This really doesn't have anything to do with answering the question at hand, but I have to say this anyway. I am really sick of everyone saying that "you should just talk to someone" or "you would feel so much better if you talk to someone"! And I don't just mean on here, I mean every site i've visited on depression or suicide says the same thing. I have tried to talk to friends about it, i've even attempted suicide before, but my so called "best friend" and her cousin caught me. And guess what she said after, "you just did it to get attention." Ya that's it! And I gave your cousin a bloody nose for pulling me off the train tracks for attention too. I can't even talk about the incident with her because she makes me feel stupid about it. I've tried to talk to other people about it too, even my boyfriend, but no one ever gives a shit. No one wants to hear your sad stories, it just brings them down. I've been contemplating suicide since I was 12 years old, I am now 22. You'd think if someone really cared they would have helped me by now. I've tried and tried to make people see how I feel but either nobody notices or they just don't care to notice, I don't know, but I give up! So to all you people out there who think I just need to go talk to someone, all I have to say is FUCK YOU!!!|
|27 Nov 2002||Isaak Cazemier||Start the website: www.killmouchette.com|
|26 Nov 2002||Dark Anarchist666||SUicide rules!!! WOOO!! suicide needn't be a drama, it can be fun too. hehee, i laugh when i cut myself. the pain just feels sooooo goood. ok i no som of u dont agree wid me and think im sick. but...lets look at the truth, ur depressed, u die. wat fun is that??? scare other ppl and laugh. hav the joy of the thought that u had fun b4 u die, i think suicide is fun, i mean com on, ppl r always lookin at the bad side, of course theyre gonna think its sic. me and my frend hav this club at skool, tho we're the only members but lol. we hav heaps of fun trying to kill ourselves, we're the only ones holdin us bak cause we made this bet that who will be the first to die, and because of that we're always stopping each other of commitin suicide. and its cause of that we're still alive today. i even told my friend dat im gonn seriously kick her ass after she dies if she jumps from dat tree lolz.|
|26 Nov 2002||Dark Anarchy||why not hav some fun with ur death? (this is 4 all u evils out there, sorry if u hav a faint heart). be creative, i no this way of killing urself 6 methods at once. another way is gettin som piano wire, and rope (longer than the piano wire), and a tall buildin. go up to the buildin, tie the piano wire around ur nek so the only thing in way is ur spine and not ur collarbone. tie the rope around ur ankles, tie both the rope and wire to the building, now superglu ur hands to ur head. jump. now if u did everything right, u should be hanging face down holdin ur own head. just imagine the pedestrians below wen they see a swinging body with blooding comin out of ur head and nek. hehehe...|
|26 Nov 2002||Dark Anarchy||ppl just dont understand. cause they've never felt it, they never felt the pain. ur just trapped in a black hole, and everyday it just gets deeper and deeper and theres not a fucking thing ne one can do or say that will change ne thing. some of u die because of abuse, shitty parents, put downs, peer pressure, or ne other of those kinds of shit. but its really hard for ppl who r trapped in a psychological prison, u just cant get out no matter how fucking hard u try. and ur confused, so confused u forget how the black hole eva started, and u feel so alone, no matter how many frends u surround urself with. death is the only escape and love is a lie. and 4 those of u who disagree, do u really think its gonna help is u keep saying "u guys r mental!!...etc" i mean ur just gettin us all depressed and makin us want to kill ourselves more.|