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?
11 Feb 2014	Sir Loin	Today I had a highly unusual experience. There was a dead cow in a field. I stabbed a long stick into the dead cows bloated stomach. As soon as I did this the belly skin tore open spilling half rotted intestines and maggot soup out and it was similar to a wave on the beach, except much thicker and heavier. It poured out right on top of my shoes and even went above my ankles engulfing both of my feet. The stench was horrendous. The stench was so putrid and awful I was immediately induced to vomiting and this was one of those gusher vomits where it comes out your nose also. And even though I had vomit flowing from both nostrils I could still smell the rotting cow carcass. My vomit went in a stream into the rotted intestine and maggot soup and splattered the soup and my vomit all over me. Even on my face. The experience was so traumatic I began to shake all over like I was in shock and I also began crying uncontrollably. I will probably need to go to a counselor and get on some kind of anti-anxiety medication. Now you are probably wondering what does this have to do with suicide or a suicide kit or for that matter, anything at all. Well let me tell you what it has to do with. If you really want to die, and I mean really, all you need to do is go find a dead cow in a field as I did today, then run straight at the cows bloated belly and dive head first into the bottom of the stomach area. I promise you this experience will be so traumatic it will instantly cause your heart to explode in your chest. And hey, even if I am wrong about that, you will probably get some kind of disease and die... so either way you would die. Happy dead cow hunting!!!
27 Dec 2013	dEaDiekins.	Would you like Dead-ED to tell you the tale of why so many long for death? I bet you would. But instead, I want to tell you about my Killing Chickens. You see I raise chickens. And every so often one gets sick or I get empty space in my freezer which needs to be filled. This is when Dead-ed gets out the hatchet and gets to chopping neck bones. Cover the chickens head with a rag so it will calm down, stretch the neck on a tree stump, and give it a good chop. You may be thinking I enjoy this, but you would be wrong. It is quite disturbing, but you get used to it. The chickens nerves kick in and starts flapping around for a bit and the headless neck spurts blood everywhere. Next comes the feather plucking. I dont have a boiling pot so I just yank them all out by hand. Next you cut it open and carefully work around what I like to call the poop chute. Now you reach inside and pull out all of the guts. Its pretty slippery inside with all the blood so you must get a good grip. Now i clean it real good and rinse it off. Wrap it in paper and throw it in the freezer and say bawk-bawk. Why am I telling you this tale? Because nobody bred you to be slaughtered and eaten. As bad as your life may be you are more than just a tasty piece of meat, fattened up for slaughter. And also of course, when you are down and you kill a few chickens you seem to gain a different perspective on life. So I urge you all, Go out and buy some chickens. You know you like chicken meat. And next time Uncle dEaDie will tell you all about rabbits. Till then...
23 Jul 2013	DefectiveDaughter	Pulled Apart the night falls without a sound, lost are we. the salvation for which you pray flares once, then dies, crushed by madness. all hope must surely perish. your heart desires no more. how could you abandon me? shadows surround us, crying, we are fallen.
23 Apr 2013	dont do it	crawl out of your mums womb and quickly wrap the chord around your neck.
07 Mar 2013	Deadicus Edifus.	The sweetness of still lingering nothing. The cold dark, O how I long for thee. To embrace the sleep of nonexistence. For A moment of peace from the disgust writhing as maggots in my core. O what delight it brings, knowing this shall be mine. FTW- dEaDie.
17 Feb 2013	god	um well not necessarily sure what the hell you have invited me to watch, but as a responsible adult i will be standing watch with a swiss army knife and a cell phone. i plan on practicing longevity and vital significance. -god
13 Jan 2013	Some lonely Star	Go for a VERY long walk, and at the end, when you decide to get something to eat, introduce yourself to the librarian as Mouchette.
08 Dec 2012	Dead-ED	life is a paradoxical dichotomy wrapped in an enigma.
13 Aug 2012	Dead-Ed	I do enjoy reading the pages of people offering their help. it reminds me that doing good or at least trying to is something that still goes on in the world. it makes me want to at least try to be a decent person to those who really need a boot sole imprint on their face.
06 Jul 2012	matthew	I dont know that there is a best way to kill yourself at any age. It seems that the sooner you die, the sooner you have to just start over. Now, if one could simply slip into total non-existence... that would be liberating. Other than that it's either, continue re-incarnating on into eternity, or find some way to escape the binds of 3d existence.
21 Apr 2012	that guy.	a suicide kit should include the following: a box with writing on it that says "your last meal." broken glass shards should fill the box. a card that says "your name here, welcome to the rest of your life. enjoy your last meal." now chew your food well for easy digestion and wait to die.
24 Jan 2012	DearlyBeloved	I wanted to say the only reason I am still amongst the living today is this site. Or more specifically two very specials demons of mine... Billythefreak and Enzyme are the ones I seek out when I think about chewing on a powercord or running in the highway. Many thanks! You each earned a virtual cookie and pixy stix (you get one too mouchette!)
19 Jan 2012	Claudia	persuade your parents to release your for adoption. then you get a new name and kill your older self
13 Jan 2012	Poet	Devil A Devil stopped by today And promising relief Offered to buy my soul Na, not today I said Still got another bottle of booze And some lovely pills But perhaps when they run out Or when I get bored We’ll make a deal
22 Dec 2011	Lotus	Mouchette I love your website so very much. When I come here depressed and ready to die, all these posts never fail to cheer me up. Tell me, what does that say about me? That a suicide kit keeps me from suicide.
26 Oct 2011	E	I'D RATHER SULK IN MY MISERY THAN BE IN OBLIVION FOREVER!
20 Oct 2011	zane	could it be possible that those that were for suicide and those that were against found this site while both thinking of committing suicide? kind of ironic.
28 Feb 2011	roya	participate in Mouchette
11 Feb 2011		Maybe to stop crying you could boil some water and make ginger tea. It will mix with your tears and cure your mucus festered throat.
17 Jan 2011	Billy the freak	Death on the Wind People kill things everyday From love to idle time And somethings die anyway From life to idle time It couldn't really hurt to die No more than it hurts to live The people left always cry When there is nothing left to give Death is just the final sleep From dust to dirt we go In little piles, that dirt we sweep And the wind outsid e still blows The wind kills time itself It eats away this earth Everything once known as wealth The wind will turn to dirt To know death is to know the wind That whispers through the trees For death is just another friend Blowing on the breeze -------------------- writtenin2009by matthewmclean -------------------- billy the freak

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