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Sunday, August 08, 2004

well fucking great. i hate my life goodbye fuck you all if you dont like me .last entry. my wrist cries the tears i cannot


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hi.sick of suicide.everyone everywhere everytime. what the fuck is going on with everyone. meagan i know its my fault. i doubt your reading this but if you are im very very sorry for what i did. please you have way too much more to live for. everyone else should shut the fuck up. she has a real reason. ok 16 new cuts, small ones, i took my serrated knife put it on my arm and just scraped it down i barely bled but it hurt like a bitch they'll be gone in a week tops. i would have done worse but i couldnt hurt any of the few people who love me.

"there is beauty in failure"

"when all of your wishes are granted, all of your dreams will be destroyed"

"outside=people people=bad"

i need someone to talk to and i have no one my life is going to hell...again. who gives a fuck if life gets better if it doesnt stay that way.

-sTiTcHeS


Thursday, August 05, 2004

my suicide poem/note?

I'm dying inside
there is nothing left for me here
escaping to misery
living in fear

the beatings I've taken
leave me numb to the touch
now I take my life
i have lost what i love so much

and now i dont even want her back
i know i dont diserve to live within good graces
i diserve no life in a world like this
beautiful things and smiling happy faces

the one who was supposed to raise me
has lost it and it cant be found
these beatings and tongue lashings
cause me to be what these problems surround

and my other parent
never truely cared
running away from her life
as if happiness made her scared

my friends have all been taken
and left me on my knees in tears
when i watched my best friend pass
a single second seemed to last for years

there is nothing left for me here
no reason left to stay
despite the lies and fake friends
nothing will EVER be ok.

so into my room i run
searching for release
but this time a more permanent cure
is called for by this disease

i try to find something anything sharp
i search where all my razors once were
i simply found a note from dad and a gun
"this time make it for sure"

i take it in one hand
and fall against the wall
i write for you this poem
as all my tears seem to fall

and to those who really cared
you know who you are
though the bullet may be close
from you i will never be far

to my family you did this to me
everytime i was ignored and pushed aside
this is truely your fault
i hope it tears you up inside

and to the one who broke my heart
you also have blame
thanks for brightening my life with your candle
then trying to extinguish the flame

to those who bullied me
beating me to death i was so near
how close can you come with out failure
you stopped out of fear

no one ever truelly cared
though you all say that you did
i should give life time
think about it im only a kid

but i've taken more in these years
then any one should ever have to keep inside
be happier dont cut stop being so down
for years and years i've tried

so as tears fall to the ground
i turn my pen to my wrist
deeply stabbing through the skin
i squeeze it tight as blood soaks my fist

before i bleed out
i grasp the gun and cry a little more
my last words to the world in this poem
just before the bullet hit the floor

-stitches

 

sorry but i think my time has ome and none of you care anyway so i thought i'd say my goodbyes to those who care...hahaha like anyone cares lol

sincerely signed in blood,

-sTiTcHeS i'Ll NeVeR bE pErFecT


Tuesday, August 03, 2004

TRUST LOVE COMMITMENT RESPECT. i get none of these.kill me please


have any of you heard the song "wonderful device" by shinobu? well i doubt it there a local band i listend to it when i was drunk and i kept thinking" damn did they just watch the nickelodeon movie 'clock stoppers' "? hella random



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