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?
16 Jan 2009	simple simon	thanks for listening, I just needed someone to hear that your not alone, there is no need to fear you can pull through, bc i believe that if there was no you there wont be much left of me
15 Jan 2009		i need to dream more, every good feeling i've ever known but didn't have came from dreams. like when I played online games, i had a dream about the perfect chat channel system, but it never came true. it felt so prolific though, i with i could enjoy it forever with the feeling blasting through like a romanticism coating.. oh and then the ones i have now, bah, fuck teenage llife. i hate it. i hate staying up, i hate un satisfaction but f uck it it, im bored, peace,
13 Jan 2009	Eduarda	maybe you could try stay alive, why the fuck do you want to kill yourfself? you're so 13 girl
13 Jan 2009	Waiting	I find it funny that its so easy to end a life, it makes me believe that we are truly insignificant beings. Like a grain of sand in an hourglass.
12 Jan 2009	Caroline P. NC	When I was twelve years old I took practically a whole bottle of sleeping pills but I just hallucinated and threw it all up. I'm 15 now and haven't gone to school for two weeks. My mom called the attendance councler so I ran away...NOW I'm 15 and STILL suicidal. It's January 12, 2009 10:18 PM and I'm planning on stabbing myself in the heart while in bed. I will finally be in peace because I have f****d up my once perfect life. If this doesn't work out I'm not going to give up...I'll keep trying. --------Caroline
12 Jan 2009	Lois	i'm so scared
08 Jan 2009	caroline	keep living death is a guarentee in its time.
07 Jan 2009	beauty	I want to kill myself because I'm really dying to know where my soul is going to be I don't trust in heaven nor hell I'm just curious!
05 Jan 2009	BMK's girl.	Hi, i wont say my name because i dont want anybody to know who i am. I will be 14 years old in 17 days. And i have wanted to die since i was in 5th grade. No, i havnt been through much in my life. So why does it hurt so fucking bad. 08 was complete shit,i promise. I completely changed from that little innocent girl.Sometime in early 08,i started drinking, not much and not anything strong, but it grew. Sometime early febuary last year, i started cutting, it wasnt that bad, but it helped. And near the end of summer 08 i started doing pot. That just started out as a little thing i would do with somefriends every once in awhile just for fun. But it grew since then. And its become something i use to forget and to not feel, and i often feel like i need it. I honestly do it not very often at all. But ive lied to friends, stole my sisters and my moms, just for a little taste, just a couple hits.My cutting was off and on for almost the past year. And everytime i would stop, i would tell myself i wouldnt do it anymore. And everytime, i did it again, getting worse and worse everytime. The last time i did it was about a month ago, i made three cuts, and they bleed alot. But it helped me. I really do hate myself. Im so fucking stupid, i dont know what to do anymore. I fuck everything up, i really do,and i dont know why. I try to fix things, but it just fuck it up even more. My friends; i love them. But they dont give a shit about me or anything i stand for. They say they do, i dont know, maybe they feel bad for me.. Everything that comes out of my mouth is used against me. Im conastalty made fun of by the people who supossubly love me. Theres this kid. He is everythingi ever want, and i would do anything to be what he needs. But i never am, never will be. He'sfucking hot. Hes just a little bit taller then me, and he carrys himself so hot like, i dont know how to explain it. He has long shaggy brown hair. Just the way he walks, makes me melt. Oh, and he probubly has the hottest voice in the face of the world times two. Ah, hes a good kisser too. I went out with him a few months ago. and he was so good to me, i love him. When i kissed him, it was so perfect. But shit happened, he didnt get along with my best friend, like at all and that sort of was hard on us. I still love him, he has gone on and off with liking me. Oh he cheated on me when we were going out, but he claims he didnt. i dont know why i tell him i believe him, when i dont. when i know he would, and probubly did. He is so addicted to pot and aocohol and everything. Its so sad, he said he wont stop smoking pot for anyone. I dont really mind it, expect for he smokes atleast once a day, sometimes more. And he acts diffrent. Im really worried about him. He's moving to minneapolis. Which is like a few hours away from where we live now. Im scared, and im giong to miss him like crazy. i dont know why im typing all of this for you, i feel like i need someplace to vent. and this was a pretty good oppourtunity. thats enough of that, bye.
04 Jan 2009	spookypenguin	Bob Dylan - not my words, but my prospective. Christmas Jonnes - When i feel like the whitey asshole i am. the poets entourage - I cringe at my own idealism death - fun times Spooky Penguin - me
04 Jan 2009	the poets entourage	your too drunk to put me down, oh how it hurts the most from a honest frown, your too drunk to put me down, but I can feel my mind bouncing all around, With a real thought, with no sorry game, back to the spiral from which you came an endless plunge into the insane, with the wollowing gasps of your fried membrane, accompanied slowly into a darker grave, till your Your to drunk to critisize, with no money, no wife, and emptiness inside I'm sorry, i just had to vent it some how...
04 Jan 2009	George	The best way is to make it an elaborate production, like in school. You start out at the end where everyone thinks you have been brutally murdered, then work backwards to the actual suicide and all the clues you must leave to so they determine in it a murder, and your soul gets the last laugh on them.
04 Jan 2009	spooky	So I had a dream last night, I think. I was sitting on some sort of ledge or something, with her. We were sitting really close together, but some how I got the feeling as if we were actually friends(instead of ex-lovers turned mortal enemy's.) ' And... ...It felt... wonderful. I Wanted to frame the moment and hang it up in my brain forever, and always have it. More timeless then the smile of the mona lisa, more prolific then the ideal's of Ghandi, more beautiful then the music Motzhart. I'm almost crying tear's from this nameless feeling I get recalling it. Anyways, in that moment, our perfect second, something snuck up on us, fear maybe... or maybe sadness, but it was something powerful. We became closer, our body's entangled, and everything just climaxed like watching the end of a classic movie, or reading the last sentence of a famous piece of literature. For a second... my life was perfect. And then it all disappeared, the feeling must have overcome us, like we discovered our break up all over again. Like the time I've spent empty had reappeared and rapped the beautiful breasts of hope... And it all was over, like when she cared about me when I hid from her. Like that one second of reality where that happens. ......i guess it was hurting her to see me like this.... please, never stop dreaming.
04 Jan 2009	Kuborion	Wish on the moon And look for the gold in a rainbow. And you’ll find a happy time. You’ll hear a tune That lives in the heart of a bluebird. And you’ll find a happy time. Though things may look very dark, Your dream is not in vain. For when do you find the rainbow? Only after rain. So wish on the moon And someday it may be tomorrow You will suddenly hear chimes And you’ll have your happy, happy time. So wish on the moon And someday it may be tomorrow You will suddenly hear chimes And you’ll have your happy, happy time.
04 Jan 2009	Gabbi	I've tried cutting myself..... it didn't work out... Umm...
03 Jan 2009	colin	the best way is to die of old age. you'll die eventually, so what's the rush? in the meantime, do whatever the hell you want, because the time isrunning out. no, seriously... whatever you want, because no one controls you. not even god.
03 Jan 2009	Kuborion	When I said good morning, I was lying I was truly thinking of How I might quit waking up. He pointed out how selfish It would be to kill myself. So I keep waking up. Feels so much like falling, Dying while I wait to die. The fear of something or nothing, Lonely empty lie. I dont want to be a liar. I don't want to be selfish anymore. I want so much to change. Learning your love everyday. There's still so much to know. You grip my wrists, I let go. It feels so much like falling, Separated from the fear. Aware of a destination, Far away from here. Far away from here.
03 Jan 2009	Lennie Melvin	Very suddenly and with an air of raw deception, I am overcome with a great sadness; a loneliness that chills the core and stings the eyes. I am cast alone and naked in a dark and unforgiving wilderness, fending off the broken thoughts that seek to unbalance my fragile mind. I open my eyes - I was not aware they were closed - and I am blind. I cannot see. It is the worst, most heart rendering moment of my life, I gag and retch. I shiver from the cold. Please don't leave me here alone. But hark! Do not look either, I could not take the shame. I could never take the shame. The tears blister my cheeks and render me unfit. Violent tremors breach the surface. Don't look now.
02 Jan 2009	K	KNIVE,HANGING,GUN,DRUGS {LOTS} JUMPING
02 Jan 2009	jimmy	308 magnum max fire power

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