die

This must be one of the only things I’m sure I won’t f*ck up.

HI I’M BLADE, I LOVE DOGS! DO YOU? ___.
FROM BLADE

I am 14 years old and I have been feeling suicidal for a few years. I Started getting depressed the end of 2006 when i was 12. I hate my life and do not see what is the point in living when we will all die anyway…

What is the point really. I totally agree with Effie on this one.

that’s 1 out of 2 or 3 thing’s i want in my life (hopefully ill do this first)

i wanna die

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO >.>

When I die, do you think I’ll be reborn into that perfect life I’ve always wanted?
Perfect family, perfect friends, a perfect me, a perfect and magical place to live?
You never know, right?
If I can fully convince myself of this possibility, then this goal might not take too long to accomplish ;)

I had a happy wonderful and rich childhood up to the age of 12, I had lots of friends,loving parents and I was doing extremely well at school. After the age of 10 I even became somewhat overweight it did not matter – it didn’t affect me in any way i was so happy.
Then my parents started having issues, it got really bad my father even hit my mother on two occasions and they almost got divorced several times. I secretly or even directly had to sit through countless of their arguments, that’s all i thought of constantly, the only place i went out was school and even there that was the only thing on my mind – i would just sit and think of it. At home it was the same horrible story again and again that’s when i first started getting suicidal thoughts. Even though my parents made it through that I never stopped getting depressed over life’s troubles that suddenly began appearing. I started to hate how fat I was so I began starving myself even though it started out as a diet.. i had to go to a hospital to help me get over anorexia. But hey at least I got slim – but that didn’t solve my problems my face began to get worst and worst with acne. Throughout all of this I discovered I was gay actually, i stopped being confident and I couldn’t converse with people even though i once did it with so much ease. Today Im fat again and my face is filled with acne and scars. I am failing at school and loosing my social life everything is pointless I want to leave this life I want to die.

Yeah, I know EXACTLY what you mean, I think the same thing and people call me emo a lot….It’s like….
Why spend all this time on life when you’re just gonna die anyway?? I don’t really see a point in this stuff….My friends call me emo or depressed, I tell them I’m tired or bored….Truth is, I AM bored….Sick of all this….Why put up with it all when we’re gonna just drop dead eventually anyway?? So pointless….