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. |
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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? |
24 Sep 2004 | will snow | Flamer, I thought you said you were gay? Ummm, youve confused me now. So you are lonely. Hmmm, I thought as much. I get lonely too sometimes but i dont get nasty like that. For FUCK sake get a life!!! |
24 Sep 2004 | GlennGould | first u have to suffer. u have to die inner. more then u r now. you have to know what it means to be dead. u have to cut urself often, punish urself to be abnormal, to be more sensitive. u should expose urself to all the shit that happens around. i am going to kill myself. i will enjoy it for hours. i will start cutting my wrists slowly... bleed and bleed . all over the ground. i will drink my blood. i will wash myself with my blood. i will cry and damn my parents. damn myself. damn all the people i knew. damn everything and everyone. i will fucking kill you bastards. living ur normal lifes. believing. believing in something. you stopped to think. suckers. u should kill yourself. drink pure alcohol as fast as you can. or drink at least 1 bottle of wodka within a minute. |
23 Sep 2004 | i have no name | dear brittny, that is severly fucked up about what your dad does... i dunno, post again on this sight if you are still around... i kinda want to talk to you. |
23 Sep 2004 | The Real Flamer | Yes, this is really me. What the fuck am I doing here? What the hell was that last post? This is crazy. Seriously, I gotta get out of here. The flamer persona is just a persona and it's not even real and I don't like myself. There, happy everyone? You can believe parts of my last post if you wish, there probably are some good bits of wisdom in there, but really the only reason I'm here is because I'm bored and lonely and with nothing better to do. THERE!! Happy NOW!?!?!! Deadlypudding man, don't fret what I said, I'm just a regular mother fucker who's just as fucked up as anyone else on this freaky ass site. I am really leaving this time. I'm going to block myself from coming back. I am sick, I probably do need counselling. I remember once I wrote a post laughing at people because they're all depressed because of their boyfriend or girlfriend leaving. Guess what, the only reason I come here is to take pain away from being rejected by a girl I like. Lesson 2, yes, people like me probably do hate themseves. Sorry to anyone I riled up. In the end, Flamer flamed himself worst of all. When it comes down to it, Flamer hates himself most of all. Congratulations, Flamer, you have been FLAMED!!!!!!!!!!! |
23 Sep 2004 | The Real Flamer | You're right Flamer II (Deadlypudding), I won't really leave. I'll never leave. I will be with you for the rest of your life and beyond the grave. I am immortal. Yes, the spirit of the great Flamer can never die. I am so deeply ingrained in the human psyche, it would be impossible to kill me, no matter how hard you try. Cause there’s a million of us, who cuss like me, and just don’t give a fuck like me. I could be anywhere, workin at Burger King, spittin on your onion rings, or outside in the parking lot circlin, screamin I don’t give a fuck, with my windows down and my system up. Cliche, yes, but true. Or I’ll be the one fuckin your wife or girlfriend because you’re a pussy and I give her what she NEEDS. You know how I knew that was you, Deadlypudding? Because as I was reading your latest impersonation of me, and laughing so hard that my colon exploded, the only word that kept running through my mind was “PATHETIC!” I don’t think I’ve ever flamed anyone so badly. I’m actually kind of flattered at the honor you have bestowed upon me. So sorry, my son. But guess what, chump..... I did you a favor!!! Yes, that’s right you stupid shit face, >I< was HELPING >YOU<!!! Just like I am right now. Lesson 1, my son, CHILL!!! Guess what, I PURPOSELY tried to get on your nerves, and faked anger...... for a number of reasons..... a big one is because it’s funny..... but don’t you see I’m doing you a big favor by telling you what I did. There’s a lot of schlubababababub’s out there who will just do fucked up shit, maybe not as extreme as me, and not tell you what they’re doing. People will act seemingly very oddly (there’s all kinds of psychological tricks they can play) and it will burn you up because it doesn’t make sense. Then you go thinking, “how could anyone like this mean mother fucker?” And yet strangely, those same people will outrank you.... at work, in social settings, they have more power and support, and if you were to confront them, they would defeat you, they have some kind of power over you and you don’t know why and it burns you. You can’t let it burn you. Because there’s going to be tonnes of shit that pisses you off, and you have to learn to not give a fuck or you will probably kill yourself of stress, and you will continue to be flamed. So it burns you up that I am full of contradictions eh? Why? Why do you care that you don’t understand me? So what if it seems like I contradict? Who cares? I don't. So you hope I’ll never come back eh?? Well too bad, because you’re going to meet me everyday for the rest of your life out there in the world. But maybe at our next encounter you will know how to deal with me. Just accept that you are a loser, and I am like a father to you, a cruel father who rapes your ass once in a while. Just accept that you lose, and that I am better than you...... and one more thing. Considering that I went out of my way to help you, you’re going to get down on your knees right now, and kiss my big fat brown hairy asshole. If you do that, I will be nicer to you and stop raping you. |
22 Sep 2004 | gem | just tell your mom and/or dad about this site and theyll kill you, for you!! |
22 Sep 2004 | the real slim shady | wow, i'm confused to all the real people are on this sight. phil, was that post about cooking the cat really by you? and as for Flamer.... well, who knows about the real him. hahah... |
22 Sep 2004 | Brittny | I will kil myself tonight because my pa fuks me every night and my ma watch it. I use pa's rifle gun and blow my fukkin brains out thats what I do. godd bye all and I hope you find out how to kill you self also. Britty Babcock |
22 Sep 2004 | David | I've been in a state where I can't bear but try n commit suicide, everywhere I go everything I see, everything I hear is always coming after me as if it wants to kill me. anyways.... I'm 13 male Texas, i used to live in california with my dad, mom, sister, and uncles n aunts. My mom had a problem with my dad since i was born and i never knew about it til 10 years later. It all started when I was 10 years old and my mom locked herself in my room I wondered where my mom was so i told my dad when it was my bed time i went up stairs and tried to enter my room, it was locked... Hmmm I wonder who could be in there? so i told my uncle and my dad they all tried to open it (try to imagine a fat man with a giant plyer clamped shut onto the door knob and trying to turn it) when we finally got it opened my mom was on the floor pretending to be asleep, my dad yelled at her in vietnamese then threw one of my pencil boxes aiming at her head it hit her on her ear n she yelled back in vietnamese while on the ground n my dad couldnt hold in his anger anymore and charged at her beating her and everything. My sister, Lynn was crying a lot and held onto my mom to protect her, my uncle didnt do nothing but watch (he's not really my uncle he's my godfather but some of you might not understand what a godfather is so yea...) When I first met him when i was 8 i thought he was supposed to try and help my mom and dad get back together but instead it turned out he had feelings for my mom so until now that ive found out im just really mad. anyways he just stood there staring and doing nothing til the long night past. when it was finally over the sun arose.... (A Couple Years Later) My parents divorced but my dad still hangs around. He caused so much trouble to my mom, my mom decided to just leave california. At the Airport my cousins were crying a lot especially my grandma, she's seen me since i was a baby and was always there by me until we moved, she supported me as well as taught me. When my family finally got to Texas without my dad I thought everything would be great, no more of the annoying kids back in california and everything but it turned out everything was so different I even cried at school on the second day. But turned out this one girl named Lily liked me so I chose a path that I thought would've led me somewhere that would be good for me, but sadly.... it wasnt the right path.she turned out to be a pain in the rear even my family hates her when summer started I got to know the place a bit better... I felt like home now but still a little bit noobish at the school. Everything felt easy for me even thought i had to work outside in the backyard the whole time but yeah..... (a Great Summer Passed....) Lily yelled at me at school in the morning... I broke down and cried because I was already sad that morning, I got mad and punched the concrete based wall and it left a bruise on my pinky, a scrape on my knucle and sum skin scratched into white pieces, when the school found out I had to see the councelor they started talking to me about why am i cryin and everything so i broke down the truth about everything, they called my mom in and said they had to do that since i talked about suicidal death, my mom came in and just talked to the councelor thinking it was good news but then she broke down and started crying. and told me in chinese if i wanted her to die, i couldn't bear to look at her so i faced the floor, the girl i liked named lancey soon couldn't bear to listen to me anymore, now she calls me a loser and an ignorant bastard who only cares for himself. Lily soon said sorry to me about everything. My life got a bit better except there was still someone mad at me. (Today) I came home noticing I had to finish my homework.... I needed the internet though i told that fat ass uncle of mine i needed the internet for homework, he finally fixed it so i went on found a picture of a bunny n tried to copy it onto a paper for my art homework. I finished it within 30 minutes after that i remembered him saying "once ur done with homework i dont care what u do after that" so i played my games n shit he comes in n says where's ur homework i said ryteb here i showed him it n told him all i needed was a picture n he just nodded his head n walked out saying all ur homework is is playing games, that ticked me off since all the time ive been wanting to jump his criticizing ass. all i did was stick the middle finger at him while he wasnt looking. I heard him say Du Mamai in vietnamese n was telling my mom what happened i wanted to just yell out !@#$ you but i just played linkin park music loud into my ears. my sister walked by n told me its dinner i told her i didnt want to eat t all, gettin concerned my mom told my sister to go get me down to eat, my sister came n told me to go downstairs to eat but i said I'm not hungry in a mad tone, my mom came upstairs n told me y i was mad, was laying on the ground that time just listening to eminem music while my mom talks to me i kept saying no i dont care and said something bout that fat ass uncle, later on my mom left my room saying i dont care about you anymore, because i said i dont care what happens anymore. Later on I shut my door locked it and closed my blinds and just walked to my computer and talked to my friend trey he started telling me why i shouldnt kill myself, by the time he was finished my sister n mom tried to open my door then called me saying its time to pray to buddha i said no and ignored them from then on, at the other end of my doorknob is a screw that is connected to the locking sequence, if u turn the screw it unlocks the door my sister was the only one who knew about it since i told her, it took her a while but then she finally got in and talked to me with my mom behind me my mom held my shoulder and i just grabbed her hand n threw it off my shoulder being mad, my sister tried to turn off the computer, i just pushed her out of the way. then they just left me alone, when they were done my mom came in started talking about how she'd send me to live with my dad so life would be easier for me and then she'd commit suicide, and started talking crazy, my friend trey told me she wouldnt do it since his uncle did suicide in secretly, he told me when u want to do suicide u never tell others because u dont want all that pain. anyways when that was over my mom kept asking me if i was hungry and all.... anyways everything goes back to normal after that..... kinda weird right? the point is though is that even though u want to commit suicide you need to remember one thing "suicide is a permanent objection for a temporary problem"-Trey, just want to tell everyone that this is what I learned as well as what im suffering through, People won't respect u if u always put urself down like that, never think your the only one with problems in life, yours may be worst but still a problem is a problem whether its a big problem or small one, everyone should care. Life without anyone Caring is like hell, I still want to kill myself sometimes though.... the memory of mine can hurt more then cutting urself... anyways, everyone from California and/or Texas why can't we all just care about everything that happens in ones life? saying u dont care just makes them feel worst so if u all wanna make them feel better but they keep putting themselves down then jus say it in their face with a loud strong voice that they aren't the only ones out there wit a problem! Anyways Peace Out H-town and Cali may God and my spirit watch over everyone of you as I am now the new king or lords! MUHAHAHAHAHHAA!!!! lol..j ust something I thought would make ya feel better, anyways I'm here if anyone wants advice! =) |
22 Sep 2004 | Marc Aka Fatherxix | I've already posted my suicidal life story, but I just wanted to say thanx to everybody else that posted, because it put me back in line. When I look at it My problems arent jack shit. I've never been raped before, I've never been beaten before. My only problem is me, and my parents that expect to much of me, I still cut myself, and pray for death, but it might not ever be anything compared y'all. I wanna thank everybody that prayed for me. One of the things that really makes me want to put a knife to my wrists is all my fuckimg teachers at my perfect ass christian high school. More times than ever, I really just want to bring a uzi into the school and just splatter all the people's blood that ask me why I cut myself (and or wrists) and soak the stupid stuck up bitch slut amy in her stupid bitch friends, and stick the gun up the angel principles ass fire away. the only person who I couldnt kill would be my stupid stuck up brother, only because he's blood. then I would finish the job by taking myself out, and I could rot in hell with everybody who called themselves christians. That's what life's like through my eyes now |
21 Sep 2004 | The real Phil | But it's odd that you KNOW my insecurities, in general anyone I come into contact with knows nothing about me and they don't understand me. Somehow, you know something about the situation... I can't quite figure out how though. |
21 Sep 2004 | FIONA | hey guys its me again i aint tried to kill myself again im down to slittin me wrists but i need some help i keep visualising that sweet little rope around my neck and its driving me nuts so how is every1 |
20 Sep 2004 | Peter | i reckon the old "put ur head in a noose, stand on a stool, hook the noose securley to the ceiling and kick the stool over" is an easy way to go, but jumping out of a first-floor window head first is probably quite easy. ooh once i discovered i could hang upside down from the top of a swimmingpool changing-cubicle, if i let go of my hands my head would hit the hard tiled floor with the weight of my whole body against it... |
20 Sep 2004 | Ana | Everyone's reasons for suicide are justified, you don't even know what they are. |
19 Sep 2004 | crackerjack | I agree with Will, Seriously, what kind of sick freak would go to a suicide sight just to insult people??? Seriously, anyone who would do something like that has far worse mental health issues than someone suicidal. I mean, you talk about suicidal people being "fucked in the head" but what is TRULEY fucked in the head is someone hanging around a suicide sight for no other reason than to insult people. ...that is genuinely bizarre! It really and truly is! You should seriously consider getting counselling becuase it seems to me that you not only have a/m problems but also quite severe self-worth issues, which couple to create a "bully-boy" type attitude, which you can easily act out over the internet. |
18 Sep 2004 | Phil | Oh go to bed Flamer, I dont listen to a poo nurse. The poo nurse is always the underexperienced, badly paid, smelling-of-shit nurse in the Doctors Surgery that examines peoples bottoms for lumps and poo problems. They are not qualified enough to speak about real medical and mental problems, and we have a classic case of one here. Although they always think of themselves as a propper doctor. Go away now, I believe there is an old man with the most crinkly bottom you will ever see that needs his hole widening. |
18 Sep 2004 | no hands | It has to be said, Flamer is a fucking cunt how deserves to die!!! you fucking fuckign deserve to die you cunt! you fucking mean cunt! seriously, what the fuck??? you shouldn't say that type of shit to people! why don't you just piss the fuck off? ....heheh, that's bullshit about people with SAD having suppressed anger... it's not suppressed with me..... |
18 Sep 2004 | Will Snow | Flamer, WHAT IS YOUR PROB? You seem to be offensive to everyone here. I guess youre the one thats a complete ASS! You seem to have a bigger problem than anyone else. I assume you are lonely. Thats the only explanation or youre jealous. I have been shy with people for well as long as I can remember but sometimes I can talk to people ok, although when Im nervous I get my words muddled up or my voice goes funny. |
18 Sep 2004 | crackerjack | Dear Phil, I'm sorry to hear about your condition. Heheh, I find it amusing how you said about it not being a sexy condition, just one that no one knows much about. Well, as chances would have it, I know a lot about a lot of conditions... but SAD is one... well, that no one knows much about :-) However, you CAN get it treated, and in my opinion you, like everyone else here, should go about find treatment. There are some things people can't deal with by themselves. It's as simple as that. We aren't properly adapted to just how complex our society is and so we have problems just living in it normaly. We are stressed out, mal-adjusted, aggressive, uncaring, disorientated being, trying and ultimately failing to find meaning in our own lives. Who has real meaning in their life? Almost no one. And to make matters worse there are literally billions of rules, crossing and recrossing all around you, forcing you to conform into a particular way. Think about it... if you need to go to the toilet, why don't you just go in your pants right now? If you just need a pee, it literally won't do any harm... so why don't you? Because of the rules of society. Every single step you take and move you make, every thought you think is dictated by these rules. Now, I'm not saying that's bad or good, it just "is". Also the fact that humans aren't adapted to deal with it "is". So basically what I'm saying is no one should feel ashamed of thier problems, and no one should try to deal with them by themselves, because the average person is strechted to their limit just surviving. |
17 Sep 2004 | Spectre | Turn on the gas stove, close the windows and breath deep. Or break your own neck, head in stairs or under couch, turn head quickly. |
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