Date	Name/email Nom/email	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?
29 Jan 2004	Chris	....January is also the time when most of us will go on diets because we feel like we have to take ourselves in hand, as though we've been naughty and need to police ourselves. Most people will have allowed themselves what they consider to be an indulgence over Christmas and, unfortunately, instead of January being a slosh period of pleasure, it will invoke terrible anguish and guilt. For football fanatics, January heralds the opening of the player transfer window, through which I would like to throw a brick. Year after year, overpaid players who have spent the first half of the season on the substitutes' bench doing crossword puzzles get transferred to other clubs, where they spend the second half of the season on the substitutes' bench, playing with their cell phones. The chances are that some of them will end up playing for Inter (stupid Italian team), or Wolves (stupid English team). etc! Come February, and love will come to town with cooing noises. Valentine's day is all about heartfelt romantic gestures and sacrificial offerings on the altar of true lurve. Cards will be carefully selected for their meanings, anonymous messages cautiously composed, envelopes sealed with a loving kiss and sensous bundles of flowers will either start up or reaffirm a love affair. Although it may just be another marketing opportunity we still fall for it and go shopping again all over the place, where you can't go walking without being virtually assaulted by large photographs of young ladies wearing, if that's possible, even less then they would in a lingerie ad. You can't enter a cafeteria without stumbling across mountains of heart-shaped biscuits and piles of chocolate cupids. You can't switch on the telly without seeing florist on obscure stations, giving a lesson in floral etiquette- a white rose for eternal love, a red rose for passion, a carnation for sincerity, a tulip for a first love. You can't open the newspaper without being told where to go and eat tonight, where best to snog and where to buy those last minute frillies. March is spring, time to wake up that body and realise the January diet didn't work at all. Sunshine and spring flowers bring with them a new optimism, so the next few days are a great time to divest yourself of bad habits and make some new resolutions which will suffer the same ending as your January ones. Yourself and other town mice will get out your station wagon and armed with green footballs and enough good food to last the World War will attack the countryside, where yours truly lives. You'll bring down the rubble walls while your kids eat all the green things running about, including the football. April is a month for the egg-centrics. Our feasts and holidays are mostly lame excuses to eat chocolates and buy presents, and Easter is one of them. Yet this one is preceded with a period of fasting, which means we will eat larger amounts to compensate for having had to faint while drinking black coffee for a couple of days. Then out come the bunnies and eggs, while we wag our tails and munch our way to more resolutions. May will see the nearing to begin of examinations for school children and college students. Everyone is tensed up. Screaming is done by kids, parents and their teachers. The kids really don't want to do it but there's not much choice, especially if father promised to buy a new bicycle or computer if good grades are won. Depression, tension and migraine loom in the air and no one gets a rest... And when June comes, one would realise that there was only screaming and tension during May and so no real work or studying was done! So June will either see you toil for your exams or fanning your way through heat and carcades celebrating the Euro 2004 taking place in Portugal. Qualifying for Euro 2004 dominated the international football calendar in 2003, and the finals will kick off with Portugal versus Greece on June 12, at the O Dragao stadium in Porto. These will be 23 days that will shake the world, with those heart stopping moments when a penalty shoot-out goes wrong or an Italian player fakes injury. Workers will protest for time off while the fans go out and try to kill each other with words and accusations from one car to another as honking cars' fans shake our already shaken streets. Nothing happens in July, except that most of you start your half-days. Otherwise, it will be a normal month. We will drive like maniacs, lean on the horn and yell obscenities at fellow motorists. We will be involved in accidents, although it will always be their fault or blame the women drivers. We will also see the first signs of sunburns, despite all the Health Promotion Department's warnings. Workers will be more careless and not wear their safety gear. Illegal immigrants will infiltrate Europe from Africa and start landing all over the place. August will see feasts peaking, accompanied by the sound of fireworks setting off car alarms. There will be a huge debate over abolishing fireworks, but plans will go up in smoke, since fireworks are inherent to man and our strangely creative and simultaneously destructive nature. But at least, I hope we will start making sense. I can appreciate the swish and colours of fireworks, but the accompanying petard bang is absurd as a Beckett play. It is almost certain that the month of September will follow August, and it will be back to school blues again and a flurry of shopping. Kids will carry heavier satchels too, as well as sports shoes, colour coded plastic covers and stationery. Mini-buses will start roaming our streets again, carrying more students than they are supposed to and swerving in and out of traffic with two dozen young lives stuck to the fake leather seats. October, and the weather starts cooling a bit with the promise of winter. Out come winter clothes and more food to keep us warm, making us almost the fattest men and the fattest women in the world while enjoying a frightening obesity rate. For those who don't get it, a fat child is not a sign of wealth and health, but of sickness. Despite their airing, new TV schedules will still retain their musty air and filling us with more crap talk shows and long forgotten or never heard of movies, which are crap anyway. November will get us thinking about money management, and then see us start the preperations for yet another Christmas and New Year, thus coming full circle from where 2004 all started. 2004 will be just like 2003, and 2002, and the impact of the accelerating growth of science, technology, population, globalisation, radical belief systems and kids will form the complex of crises we will have. Yet only one thing is certain for the future. Just as we fervently believe we are living in a special year, and are a special generation witnessing a huge turning point in human affairs, so will our grandchildren and their grandchildren. Every generation thinks the same, and they're always just a little bit wrong. So 2004 will either be boring or a year of unexpected happenings. Maybe the Beagle 2 space probe will be found and so will little green Martians. Space travel will increase and as colonists, we will be able to tax the Martians. Time travel, however, I cannot see happening. It took the great Stephen Hawking to point out the obvious objection- that if it were possible, surely we would have seen tourists from the fututure by now? We will kill no one and nothing but time, North and South Korea will shake hands and so will the Middle East. We will be more cultural people and read more. People in cinemas will behave as civilised people and those in theatres will not laugh during Hamlet. What a surprising year that would be. And maybe the world will get better in 2004. This well-wishing has become a tradition year after year, like actors wishing for peace during their Oscar speech. Like most traditions, it is as empty as your toothpaste tube, but we still do it, hoping there will be no earthquakes which kill 40,000 people and Iraq will become a popular tourist destination. Berlusconi will bite his tongue before blurting out things and Mr Blair will get no more embarrasments. There is an old joke which asks "How do you make God laugh?" The answer- "Tell him about your plans". So don't make any for 2004. Maybe it will be like 2003, maybe it won't. Just think that the future need not be as bleak as it was in the past. Cya all in the dreamy future...
29 Jan 2004	Will Snow	I have felt suicidal for some time now. But, i'm feeling better in myself. Life is for living. sometimes i have down days like today. But be strong everyone. There is light at the end of the tunnel, even though it sometimes doesn't seem like it. Luv ya xxx
26 Jan 2004	SCREW UP	HE HE HA HA!! THE BEST WAY TO COMMIT SUICIDE IS ............................... ! FUCK UR LIFE UP SO MUCH U CANT FEEL ANYTHING (LIKE ME!)+ THEN STARVE UR SELF AND NEVER GET OUT OF BED HIDE IN UR ROOM LOCK UR DOOR BOARD UP UR WINDOWS AND MAKE A SUICIDE NOTE AND A LIST OF WHAT GO TO WHAT AND LEAVE IT THERE SO WHEN U DIE UR PARENTS KNOW HOW MUCH U HATE THEM AND WHO UR CDS GO 2!?!?!?!
26 Jan 2004	loveyourself	I think the best way to kill yourself is to... not... because life is beautiful..i am beautiful.. you are beautiful... and whoever wants to kill themselves are just craving attention... stop being so immature about it..... LIFE IS GREAT .... LOVE LIFE .. i love life because MONEY is what makes the world go round.... so if you feel depressed..... and you're a girl go dance be a stripper for a year save all the money, invest and you will be the happiest girl ever ... !! i promise ! Just save money buy a house a car ... a dog.. AND LIVE BABY! xoxoxox
25 Jan 2004	Mackellar	Mr. Lee~ You might unearth a great deal of amusement for yourself, as well as your cat, should you study what PSYOPS has discovered about the factual nature behind a schizophrenic mind.
25 Jan 2004	Anton	Do it the slow way. Live your life ...
25 Jan 2004	Lauren	to Chris- how old are you?
24 Jan 2004	sarah	jump off a two story house or building
24 Jan 2004	cristal	well, get really high and wander around at night, someone is bound to rape even kill you. well, at least that's what i want
24 Jan 2004	sarah	I think the best way to kill yourself when you 're under 13 is to drink engine cooler or take all the pills you can find at your house. Less pain is the key when you are so young I know. I'am only 11 years old and in the 6th grade. I've gone through the whole thing. It is my first year in middleschool, life is so fucked up! My parents sent me to this crappy catholic private school. I was suicidal, anorexic, I cut myself, and I'm over weight. I get straight A's and I can't count how many sports awards I've won. It sounds perfect. NOT!
23 Jan 2004	mauvaissouhait	hey, yes it is me. I just thought i'd say hello and i'm still here. Chris i miss talking to you and Mouchette thanks for still bein here.
23 Jan 2004	anthony	a katana that is sharp to the tip and pluck your fingers on it like playing a bass until there's nothing left, eventually start slapping or try to slap it with your wrists, if all else fails take the katana and do sepukku right in front of the one you love, say your last words "I dishonor you so you may take my life...." slash
22 Jan 2004	Lida	hello mouchette! hello billy! hello everybody! i am very happy to be free of pain, life is beautiful and you all are beautifull!!! i am not an english or american so i feel my english poor to express myself. the truth is that i enjoyed your writings a lot and i must tell you I AM HERE and i will stay here forever!!! -The black cat was injuring me in my dream all night and i was in a bloody mess, but i tell you, i feel good today, i woke up happy, my strumf was next to me sweet as always .- i want to say to the chinese guy i am sorry about all you chinese people.- soon i want to share with you my strong experiences of the present past, very soon, but you know, i want you to care for me, how can i feel free to talk?http://www.mouchette.org/pages/Lida/ is a place i have already put some of my early things. soon when i ll find my own space you can see the rest. Thank you mouchette for the space! it is my first time and i am double happy to do it through you! Athens is rainy today but i feel good!!! My love to everyone!
22 Jan 2004	Litsa i psonara	If you want to live forever contact me
21 Jan 2004	kimberly watts	I want to dye. what's life worth living for anyway? life is just sick. What is the easiest way to kill myself?
20 Jan 2004	umm siera...poem	here is a one i wrote... Last night I died because I commited suicide, I couldn't hide it anymore my life just slamed the door. It didn’t bother me, I’m glad I can just be. Here in heaven where I belong, here where the angels sing their song. I gave up on life, I took one chance with a knife. It killed me, I saw the pain that murdered me. Last night my dad came home, he saw me on the bathroom floor, he picked up the phone, it was too late. Everything now was turned into hate, he looked once again from head to toe, and thought how was this so, I guess it was time for me to go. He wonders now, why I slit my arms, why I would harm such a body as mine. He asks god why, why did I have to die.
20 Jan 2004	siera...	Hey... i hate my freaking life... i just want my life to end. someday i will take a fucking knife put it to my wrist and punch it in. 2 huge gashes will be bleeding and bleeding... till i die, laying there in hell feeling that pain for all the world's time. my dad will walk in and just sit there crying... in that puddle of blood that i made. fuck life... it has no meaning.. i have no meaning, we work in school so fucking hard for what exactly! i mean we could get shot and have a much better time in heaven, fuck life!
20 Jan 2004	siera	Hey, i'm 13 years old and i have tried to commit suicide before. but this site thing has helped me so much. someone said if you commit suicide then you go to hell. and you feel the worst pain you will ever feel, you well be as scared as you have ever been, and as sick as you could ever get. and i thought... that's worse then what i'm going through right now. i would rather feel what i feel right now than that pain and fucking sorrow. so please just think about that. you might think everyone hates you everyone wants you to die. but trust me they don't if you really think about it you KNOW there is someone that cares. it doesn't matter if it's just one person. you will hurt them just as much as you hurt yourself. it is kinda selfish really to do it... but it's your choice, and ON ONE can stop you. but out of all seriously think about it first.
18 Jan 2004	Felicia born in the year of the Monkey	I missed you Phil! I thought you were gone. But you didn't appear in my dreams, so I assumed you were still alive. As one of my all time favourite posts posters please feel free to email me. I'm laying on the bed wallowing on my back, gazing at my protruding tummy. Hi Billy. My name is Felicia. "Lucy's" talked much of you because she has big boobies. To be quite honest, you are so funny! I had a blast reading about your overview on the "Mayan" civilization which involved crossed eyed babies with stones in the middle of their foreheads. I laughed so hard on both you and Lucy's comments, I almost busted a stitch and my guts almost fell all over the floor. Hi Elaine. You have a nice name. Please don't give up visiting this site because people still do care. If you need a woman to woman talk I am right here. But don't worry. I'm not lesbian. I'm strickly dickly. Ask Lucy about me and she'll give you a good word about me. Chris.... Please get started in writing your book which is a bit interesting. I don't know how you do it, but you write pretty long... and that's a talent that should be well spent on a good novel. and Mouchette.org... For dealing with me and deleting my gripes on loud cultural shock music and my bouts with shock therapy. Yes, I am coming of age. And yes, I am born in the "Year of the Monkey" which begins January 22nd 2004.
18 Jan 2004	Ivan	guyz you are all crazy im here to help you. When i was a teen my life was nothing but shit, bullying and i was just hopeless. i even tried to jump off my apartment when i was 13. now im 28 and ave a job, wife and a 2yr old girl. I now know what life is meant to be. At first i doubted any girl would talk ot me but now im married to a nice babe and life is going good for me. So please hold on, think. think about the feelings of those that love you. If no one loves you then you must make the effort of staying alive. i promise you things will get better in future.

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