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Female , 16-17

Last Seen Jul 27
Member Since Nov 07, 2011
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Books Harry Potter, Beastly, The Hunger Games, Twilight
Music Evanescence, Disturbed, Muse, Dragonforce, Linkin Park, Pantera, Five Finger Death Punch, Breaking Benjamin, Deuce, Rise Against, Three Days Grace, 3 Doors Down, My Darkest Days, Theory of a Dead Man
Movies Harry Potter, Avatar, How to Train Your Dragon, Pirates of the Caribbean
Local Time December 18th, 12:06 PM

I Want To Slit My Wrists And Bleed Out

I Slit My Wrists The knife has left my skin and I see my crimson blood running down my arm. I savor the burning pain of the red liquid running into the other open wounds. What I've done will never be fixed. It will... [more]
  • I Hate Looking At Myself In The Mirror

    Broken Mirror I hate¬†looking in the mirror. I'm so unhappy with what I've become that staring at my reflection makes me feel sick. I have the scars forming on my wrist from the cuts. I almost always have tears in … [more]
  • I Am Sick of Being the Expendable Friend

    I Hate How They Treat Me I've noticed over the past 3 years that I am the least talked to out of my friends. It bothers me that there are some people who get all of the attention every day. I have several friends like that an… [more]
  • I Am In Love With Someone I Can't Have

    She Doesn't Care I feel like the girl I love no longer cares about me. I'm bi and she's straight so it will never work between us and I knew that before I told her. She's been pushing me away because she says it feels… [more]
  • I Overcame Self Injury

    Its Not That Bad The first time I cut was in 7th grade. I had cut my ankle with my razor and when people asked about it I lied and said it was an accident. I felt terrible about it. After a year and a half of no cutti… [more]
  • Venting Confessions

    Demonic Darkness
    In the darkest regions of my subconscious mind, there lurks a monster. An evil being that brings darkness to all that I do. It consumes my life. It causes me nothing but pain.  I've lived in suffering, the which this demon caused. From my early years of life it has poisoned my every thought. The effects of are now forever carved into my skin. The pale white lines that decorate my limbs, now a constant reminder.  An unyielding darkness, a petrifying demon, a perfectly horrid depression. Alas, though as I pray for relief, I know it will never subside. This pain is now a part of me, like the heart that beats in my chest.… [more]
  • Venting Confessions

    I hate my family
    I've had problems with depression and other things for three years. Most of it is because of my family who seem to think you are only worthwhile if you play sports. They have no respect for anything other than sports, besides beauty. Apparently I must be ugly. No one in my family seems to respect me except for a few of my aunts and my grandma. But I have a problem with several of my cousins. One is less than a year younger than I am and she seems to think she is the star of the world. Every time I see her she is bragging about something. Sometimes it is sports and sometimes it is other things. She cannot shut her mouth. In the 13 years she has been alive she has only given me 1 complement. A… [more]
  • Other Confessions

    These Knives
    I can't. I can't stay strong. Not anymore. I've kept it back for too long. Putting on a brave face for all of you.  These knives they call to me. A constant whispering in my ear. Compelling are their voices. Ever so sweet and gentle. Angelic though they want the darkest things. The shine always catches my eyes and fills me with the longing, and the voices grow louder, sweeter, undeniable.  The skin so soft and vulnerable. So easily broken. Blood spills so quickly. And this is unmarked, unlike most of the rest of my skin. There's not one scar, not even a mark. It begs to be sliced, end up covered in blood.  No, I cannot do this to myself. Though it is my greatest desire. I have made a promise… [more]
  • Friends Confessions

    Those Unimportant Texts
    I know you get my texts.  But you choose not to respond.  What do you think, They're just unimportant texts.Well what will you do next time, ignore it or respond?  What if you don't even read the message?  What do you think I said?Well what I said was goodbye forever.  And you will find out after I'm already dead and gone, that you could have saved my life, by just checking your phone.How will you feel, when you find out I'm dead?  You who said you'd always be there.  But in my moment of need you chose not to care.But you can't change the past.  You can only change the future.  The lesson you can learn from this, is you can't ignore your friends.… [more]