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? |
29 Jul 2019 | falcon force 5 | So my super rich uncle came to visit. He told me he was bringing me a gift. He showed me this huge leather glove. I was thinking... Where is the other glove genius? I did not say that but he must have known i was confused. I asked what kind of glove is that. He said the kind to keep your arm from being punctured. Of course i said by what, of course i did. So he then has his servant bring in this mass covered with a thick cloth. He removes the cloth and its a cage with a massive falcon inside. He told me its already trained to hunt. This bird has over 1 meter wing span. So we go hunting, of course we do. This freakin bird brings back a baby goat and sets it by my feet and then flys back on to my gloved hand and forearm. I am thinking this is the coolest thing ever. Most kids get a goldfish, or a puppy for a pet. I have a falcon. That will eat your puppy. The only bad part about owning a falcon is it will poop on you. And it stinks real bad. My uncle said it is strong enough it could carry away small children. And it has a thing for plucking out the eyes. So, i was thinking the best way would be to contact me by email and lets set up an appointment. You can wear a body camera. My falcon can swoop in. The video will show you get snatched up, way up in the air. And then, dropped. 150 meters straight down. |
20 Jul 2019 | echron | Here I am 10 years later. Weird thing is I never come here when I actually want to kill myself. I only come here once I get through that part. Spent my first time under voluntary suicide watch last week. My family is desensitized to my breakdowns so I'm just going to go there now for validation. My other suicidal friends think the nurses are useless but they're not there to help you find purpose, they're only there to stop you from banging your head against the wall or slitting your wrists or jumping from the window. They don't even get paid enough for that. And hey at least I can turn my suicidals into shitty art once I stop crying long enough. My name is supposed to spelled using a C, but I always used a K growing up because of the book titled 'Veronika Decides to Die'. It was an obscure call for help I expected the world to break the code for and receive instant gratification. I started spelling it the right way, then I just abandoned my name and gender and age and race and species all together. I am now a jellyfish in a community of other jelly fish that don't see each other based on genitals, self harm scars or social backgrounds. We only love each other based on the mass mounds of jelly we can accumulate in an orgy. |
07 Jul 2019 | EMILY WITH AN E | i always come back to this site. for the past 5 years i always think of this page and then cant resist the temptation to come back to it. I think when i was younger i wanted to be on the favourites page and came back with different emails to enter an answer i think youd like. I did acid and then i found out that it meant nothing. I did it again and my ego died!!! hahahahahahahaha ive given up in the best way possible |
20 May 2019 | Lucille | Skip to Content POETRY FOUNDATION POEMS POETS PROSE COLLECTIONS LISTEN LEARN VISIT POETRY MAGAZINE ABOUT US Search by Poem or Poet -Alone- BY EDGAR ALLAN POE From childhood's hour I have not been As others were -- I have not seen As others saw -- I could not bring My passions from a common spring' From the same source I have not taken My sorrow -- I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone -- And all I lov'd --I lov'd alone -- Then -- in my childhood --in the dawn Of a most stormy life -- was drawn From ev'ry depth of good and ill The mystery which binds me still -- From the torrent, or the fountain -- From the red cliff of the mountain -- From the sun that 'round me roll'd In its autumn tint of gold -- From the lightning in the sky As it pass'd me flying by -- From the thunder, and the storm -- And the cloud that took the form (When the rest of Heaven was blue) Of a demon in my view -- |
18 Apr 2019 | quincy | You used to put my posts in the favorites section but now you put them in the chaffed nipple section. |
15 Apr 2019 | dolores haze | ive been sending you these since i was 12, yet you never seem to like them. do you not like me either? maybe i should take the advice in these answers. |
29 Mar 2019 | real quotes from dumb cunts | I would rather kill myself than commit suicide. |
06 Feb 2019 | white boy chungus :3 | make a grammatical error in an online argument |
21 Jan 2019 | brussel sprouts and kidney beans. | Oh what joy fills my heart when my farts collide with your nose-trails. When you have that look on your face and you put you hand up to your nose like you are going to ease the burning tingeling with your hand. It's too late. The sulfur methane mixture is already being absorbed in your lungs and distributed into your bloodstream. My fart is forever now a part of who you are. A part of your being. |
02 Jan 2019 | Adrian Cevert | have an intense and real desire to be an artist when you grow up |
18 Nov 2018 | ............ | you made flowers grow in my lungs and although they are beautiful i can't fucking breathe |
16 Oct 2018 | this isnt blame | you used to put my entries as favourites, not anymore. have you decided to abandon me too? |
13 Oct 2018 | The shaman dose | Tin foil hats will protect your thinker from bad thoughts entering your mental cavity. When you wear only that and pure bleached white cotton loin cloths you will feel free and supercharged with energy. Ready to frolic in fields of daisys and pink pussy willows. And when you find mushooms on your journey eat no less than three and then the magic happens. The flowers will sing and the ground will breathe. The clouds will melt. Giant dildos will crush the sun smoldering rubber will melt and pieces of the sun will burn out and fall to earth. You will hear your ancestors pray for you, but you will not know their tongue. As you dance to their drum beat and their hand clapping you will see flashes of light around you. The lights are angry and will burn those who try to harm you with fire. You will see around you thunder and you will hear the lightning. If you lay your head on the TV you will enter the wires traveling as electricity, you will solidify into one still frame image of light and be projected into the screen and out into the room. You will hover until you put your feet down and turn to look at yourself, with your head laying on the tv. You will go sit back in yourself, and begin going thru the wires again. From a small hole in a picture on the wall you will see grasshoppers made of light marching in wavy lines out onto the walls, floor, and celing. You will feel them crawl on you and you will begin to laugh hysterically. Your body will be numb but you will have heightened senses. And you will move as fast as light. You will feel deep under your feet the earths spirit shift roll and change direction and only moments later the wind will blow. There will be discoveries that defy science and leave you knowing things unable to speak with words. But if you are weak minded they will come for you and turn you into a glass of orange juice. You will be terrified to sit or lay down so you will not spill. |
10 Oct 2018 | faping with mayonaise and horseraddish. | The best way to kill yourself is make a website that you have to manually update and then never update it so when people go to this website they learn its pointless and they all stop coming there and then you cease to exist. |
10 Oct 2018 | rocky mountain tumble. | Getting attacked by a falcon with huge talons and being dragged off a cliff and dropped by the falcon. |
10 Oct 2018 | wild pig hunter and zen master | Probably the best way is not they way you thinking. Instead find a wild pig. Inject her for deep sleep. Cut her open. Implant yourself inside her womb. Wait to be born as a wild pig. After that the chances of a hunter shooting you are fairly good. |
09 Oct 2018 | WifeMelon | the best way to kill yourself when youre under 13! quick! rob a 7-11 gas station. after you have completed your robberies of every single arizona iced tea bottle in the gas station (which is very many if you must know) you steal a car in the parking lot. by now, the police will be on your tail. DRIVE FASt. faster then you ever have. make sure the police will never get you. then, while the police are next to your car during the chase, throw the arizona teas at them. Will slow them down. Then, blow up the car. You will fly into the air, make sure you have a parachute. You will be dead by now, the police will either shoot you out of the sky or the explosion would get you. On the parachute write "My soul and heart go out to Mouchette." It will be broadcasted across all news anchors and will be famous and in history books. Thank you. |
07 Oct 2018 | answer me | Who are you? How come this website is still alive? It has been more than 3 decades. Why are you suggesting ways to commit suicide? Why are we here? |
05 Oct 2018 | your welcome. | Learn to make soap. Take animal fat or find a liposuction facility and go dumpster diving, burn a hardwood like oak until its all ash. Heat the fat until its semi liquid and mix in ash until its a pastey thick goop. Put in a mold and let it cool. You now have soap. Another way is with most yucca plants roots and leaves. Get the white stuff inside called saponins on your hands mix with water and lather up. Dont get it in your eyes though. You will need soap to wash your hairy ass when the world economy crashes. |
05 Oct 2018 | a sensitive prick | So i got my dog from the vet today. The vet told me the dog is very fragile still. I adopted the dog from a shelter because i wanted to give it a better life and it had such a sad story. The mother dog was owned by a woman who smoked cocaine. The dog breathed in freebased cocaine smoke while pregnant with my puppy. My puppy was basicly a crack puppy. It is deformed. Its ears are crooked and it only has three legs and the tail is bent to the side. Its unable to bark because it never developed vocal chords. I have to bottle feed it. The worst part is it was born addicted to crack. So i have to smoke crack and try real hard not to inhale and then blow the smoke in a tube that goes down into my puppys lungs. If i do not do this my puppy could die. I have to do this every 30 minutes. I cheated a couple times and inhaled and now i am addicted to. I just wanted to try it once to see what it was like. But i cant afford to buy crack for me and my dog. Would someone like to take this puppy from me? I will sell him real cheap, 20 american dollars. |
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