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?
17 Sep 2003	will	my car was in the garage yesterday, and i had the engine running. ummm, the fumes, yummy.....
16 Sep 2003	will	nomed, it seems you have one big problem. you seem to thrive on making suicidal people feel more suicidal. does that not make you feel tincy wincy suicidal. and nomed, perhaps you need some 'med' .....
15 Sep 2003	Felicia	Lucy Cortina, I am real. Real as you can ever be. Don't leave the world yet in such a dramatic fashion. I have been submitting manuscripts to publishers, which is more suicidal. All the coffee in the world does not make me a better writer. In fact, since my brain is empty, which is more often than usual, I can tell you that indeed I'm all flesh and bones here. If you are leaving for sure, be sure to email me. And Billy, if you know a few one liners, send more to make the world chuckle and laugh. Lucy Cortina, please I don't know you, but all of us in Mouchette love you.
15 Sep 2003	oz	Rip out your jugular artery, and pass out before you bleed to death
15 Sep 2003	just a girl	i miss lucy.....
15 Sep 2003	Steve	I've been visiting this site for a while and I'm wondering: how did any of you people find out about this site? I was linked here through a google search regarding how to accomplish suicide. The entire site seems kind of odd and it isn't really clear who/what this mouchette person is. Some of the posts here are also pretty weird and leave me scratching my head.
15 Sep 2003	will	ummmm, one thing ive learnt over the years, is that people that talk of suicide very rarely do it. and those like me, who dont tell a soul, (apart from people on internet, which is only words) normally end up doing it. sorry, but its a fact. i knew two people who killed themselves, and no one knew they would do it. well, i shall be a third soon, and i actually cant wait. drugs and alcohol maybe......
14 Sep 2003	Phil	Awwww Mouchette, now don't take the piss, I was being serious. I wouldn't kill myself because of the 'sea'. There is a reason I found this website.
14 Sep 2003	Elizabeth Wurtzel	Yesterday i watched Lucy wave bye-bye.Today i watch myself hammer sewing needles through my toenails... Is this a great universe or what???
14 Sep 2003	nosaM legnA	Love~ "People talk about love as though it were something you could give, like an armful of flowers. And a lot of people give love like that... just dump it down on top of you, a useless strong-scented burden. I don't think it is anything you can give. Love is a force in you that enables you to give other things. It is the motivating power. It enables you to give strength and power and freedom and peace to another person. It is not a result; it is a cause. It is not a product; it produces. It is a power, like money, or steam or electricity. It is valueless unless you can give something else by means of it." ~Anne Morrow Lindbergh 'Locked Rooms and Open Doors'
13 Sep 2003	nomeD cilegnA	Dope. Springs. Eternal. Phil was excited about his upcoming death. He rented a medium-priced banquet hall and invited all of his friends, family and co-workers to the happy event. But when the big day arrived, many were confused. There was Phil, walking and talking, actually having quite a good time. What kind of death was this? What Phil had failed to explain in the invitations was that the death he was celebrating was that of his carefully constructed ego. From this day on, Phil would cease to be Phil (except for tax purposes). For all other purposes he would simply be a continuously unfolding manifestation of the universe -- a process not a thing. He tried to explain how blissfully liberating this was, that this was the enlightenment sought by wise men throughout the ages, but no one really understood. Of course it didn't help matters much that he kept pestering several female guests to show the continuously unfolding manifestation their sweater puppies.
13 Sep 2003	will	bye bye
13 Sep 2003	Phil	Well gosh, silly me, of course Mouchette. Everyone knows Fernando Pessoa! True to form, I am still here.
13 Sep 2003		you are nuts!!!!!
12 Sep 2003	Mouchette Pessoa	Certainly Lucy you must have heard of Fernando Pessoa, right? If not, time to catch up. http://www.kuro5hin.org/story/2003/9/11/15138/9002
12 Sep 2003	black devil	Love is an illusion, that's what we learned today in philosophy, we are not loved for ourselves, but for our qualities, just because we are this or that, girls come around you, and they exchange their feelings, they talk all night. But what could you say to someone who doesn't have any qualities, someone who is outside the circle, who has no one to talk to? Sad vision, I think you must be crying, thinking of how sad you feel when you have no qualities to share with other people. Well that's my portrait. The portrait of a poor lonesome guy who ran away twice in order to find a better vision, a mirror where he could look at and say you are the one I have been looking for. That was just a dream, because all men have to follow their way, in hapiness or in sadness, have to face laughs or tears. My life has sunk deeper and deeper and now I cannot find hope
12 Sep 2003	Mouchette Mackellar	Once upon a time there was a wave. The name of the wave was, no surprise, Phil. Phil the wave. Phil was a big, powerful wave. His massive blue body surged across the surface of the ocean with great majesty and deceptive speed. Oh yes, Phil was quite a wave. From the moment he rose up from the ocean he felt special. He felt invincible. Ferocious storms battered him with wind and rain, great ships sliced through his very heart, and yet he rolled on. It was not for him to stop and consider the other waves. To stop was to die. Waves have to keep moving... or else. But then one day Phil saw a strange darkness on the horizon and, for the first time in his life, felt fear. What could it be? Was it connected to the laughing creature sliding across his face on a piece of wood? But before he could make sense of it all, he crashed down into the darkness. For a brief moment he felt a weird, splashing feeling, then oblivion. Phil was no more. He was now a part of the sea. And as we all know, the sea loves to make waves.
12 Sep 2003	Jamie Johnson	to poison myself.
11 Sep 2003	Thom Yorke	"Truth is not what you perceive with your senses, but what you feel in your heart." "But there is such a thing as objective truth!" i cried. "Or don't you attach importance to that?" He smiled tolerantly. "Not in the way you do, for its own sake. That is statistical truth. We are interested in that, yes, but only as a means of getting to the real truth underneath. For us there is very little visible truth in the world these days." "Their Heads Are Green And Their Hands Are Blue. Scenes From The Non-Christian World." ~Paul Bowles
11 Sep 2003	Larius Mackellar	"By striving with every facet of the imagination to conceive of chaos, one manages only to explore a little more carefully the terrain of order. To develop one's sensual characteristics, no matter how subtly, leaves one at the mercy of the physical world and its increasingly destructive onslaught. It takes an exceedingly insensitive person today to continue to be an artist. " ~ Paul Bowles

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