I don't usually do these copy/paste journals, by *SunsIrrupt on deviantART
I don't usually do these copy/paste journals,but this is relevant. Please read this guys, pleeeeeaase. <3Wanna kill yourself? Imagine this. You come home from school one day. You've had yet another horrible day. You're just ready to give up. So you go to your room, close the door, and take out that suicide note you've written and rewritten over and over and over You take out those razor blades, and cut for the very last time. You grab that bottle of pills and take them all. Laying down, holding the letter to your chest, you close your eyes for the very last time. A few hours later, your little brother knocks on your door to come tell you dinners ready. You don't answer, so he walks in. All he sees is you laying on your bed, so he thinks you're asleep. He tells your mom this. Your mom goes to your room to wake you up. She notices something is odd. She grabs the paper in your hand and reads it. Sobbing, she tries to wake you up. She's screaming your name. Your brother, so confused, runs to go tell Dad that "Mommy is crying and [x]
I don't usually do these copy/paste journals, Journal Entry: Tue Oct 2, 2012, 2:15 PM
Clubs Chats #Thumbshare#devartCredits CSS coded by `PyritieVarious journal goodies from `thespookImages from perfectflavor.com, joyceira.net, sweetieworld.co.uk, and recipe4living.com.Stamps Art StatusTo-Do ListEdit this later lolol -lazy-but this is relevant. Please read this guys, pleeeeeaase. <3Wanna kill yourself? Imagine this. You come home from school one day. You've had yet another horrible day. You're just ready to give up. So you go to your room, close the door, and take out that suicide note you've written and rewritten over and over and over You take out those razor blades, and cut for the very last time. You grab that bottle of pills and take them all. Laying down, holding the letter to your chest, you close your eyes for the very last time. A few hours later, your little brother knocks on your door to come tell you dinners ready. You don't answer, so he walks in. All he sees is you laying on your bed, so he thinks you're asleep. He tells your mom this. Your mom goes to your room to wake you up. She notices something is odd. She grabs the paper in your hand and reads it. Sobbing, she tries to wake you up. She's screaming your name. Your brother, so confused, runs to go tell Dad that "Mommy is crying and sissy won't wake up." Your dad runs to your room. He looks at your mom, crying, holding the letter to her chest, sitting next to your lifeless body. It hits him, what's going on, and he screams. He screams and throws something at the wall. And then, falling to his knees, he starts to cry. Your mom crawls over to him, and they sit there, holding each other, crying. The next day at school, there's an announcement. The principal tells everyone about your suicide. It takes a few seconds for it to sink in, and once it does, everyone goes silent. Everyone blames themselves. Your teachers think they were too hard on you. Those mean popular girls, they think of all the things they've said to you. That boy that used to tease you and call you names, he can't help but hate himself for never telling you how beautiful you really are. Your ex boyfriend, the one that you told everything to, that broke up with you.. He can't handle it. He breaks down and starts crying, and runs out of the school. Your friends? They're sobbing too, wondering how they could never see that anything was wrong, wishing they could have helped you before it was too late. And your best friend? She's in shock. She can't believe it. She knew what you were going through, but she never thought it would get that bad Bad enough for you to end it. She can't cry, she can't feel anything. She stands up, walks out of the classroom, and just sinks to the floor. Shaking, screaming, but no tears coming out. It's a few days later, at your funeral. The whole town came. Everyone knew you, that girl with the bright smile and bubbly personality. The one that was always there for them, the shoulder to cry on. Lots of people talk about all the good memories they had with you, there were a lot. Everyone's crying, your little brother still doesn't know you killed yourself, he's too young. Your parents just said you died. It hurts him, a lot. You were his big sister, you were supposed to always be there for him. Your best friend, she stays strong through the entire service, but as soon as they start lowering your casket into the ground, she just loses it. She cries and cries and doesn't stop for days. It's two years later. Most of the kids from school to a counselor/therapist at least once a week. Your teachers all quit their job. Those mean girls have eating disorders now. That boy that used to tease you cuts himself. Your ex boyfriend doesn't know how to love anymore and just sleeps around with girls. Your friends all go into depression. Your best friend? She tried to kill herself. She didn't succeed like you did, but she triedyour brother? He finally found out the truth about your death. He self harms, he cries at night, he does exactly what you did for years leading up to your suicide. Your parents? Their marriage fell apart. Your dad became a workaholic to distract himself from your death. Your mom got diagnosed with depression and just lays in bed all day. People care. You may not think so, but they do. Your choices don't just effect you. They effect everyone. Don't end your life, you have so much to live for. Things can't get better if you give up. I'm here for absolutely anyone that needs to talk, no matter who you are. Even if we've NEVER talked before, I'm here for you. ♥ It hurts. Things do eventually get better. don't give up. ♥Copy and paste this as your journal to show people there are people out there that care.Feature ♥ *Alien-Feline 38 Comments
I don't usually do these copy/paste journals,by *SunsIrrupt
Journals / Personal©2012-2013 *SunsIrrupt
~Systemgraffiti
as I read this, I did in fact, come home from a horrible school day. I did think about killing myself in school cause.. well, it kinda hurts to know your best friend has a new one now, huh? and to make matters worse, everytime I'm with her, while trying to get attention from me, she says the wrong name and I end up feeling like she should go hang out with her new best friend. I was also bullied at school today, while a group of boys did horrible things and started calling me a loner, and everytime I walk passed that snobby girl, she says 'ew' they might be minor, but when you have a horrible ego, it just feels... twice as worse. it hurts. it really does. I just honestly, had enough. If I can't make friends, if I can't get my mother and fathers attention to tell them I have a problem, if no one cares... why live? this, honestly right now, saved my life. I cannot thank you enough even if you don't reply, I understand, thank you Reply ~T-e-a-K-i-t-t-y
Hobbyist Digital Artist omiglosh :cthis nearly made me cry ; n ;okay.All those horrible peoplein my school, i need to try evenharder to ignore.
Reply *sirensirony
Student General Artist WHY IS EVERYTHING LINING UP LIKE THIS TODAY.I swear...This morning, I was debating on..doing something..then the day went by and things got worse...the gym coach called the girls fat, some mean chicks called me hidious, another little kid, 6th grade, called me ugly, and I can't do anything about that, so i'm then spiriling into a depression, my mom says I have anger issues, excuse me would you rather me hit someone at school?So I then go play tennis and violently hit the ball around, now my coach knows I have anger issues, I don't know how to talk to people...one of my bestfriends is upset, I left the locket my girlfriend gave me at my friend's house, hopefully she will take care of it, everytime something good happens, something else has to ruin it all.SO YEP SO MUCH FOR MY SELF ESTEEM.
Reply *bread-kittens
my only friend, abby, after i told her i was in the mental hospital told me that she loved having me. told me that i brought smiles and i was bubbly and always made her laugh. i made pledge yesterday to not self harm. n-nits difficult already
Hobbyist Digital Artist This made me cry I don't want to kill myself. Not ever. But.. it reminded me of my cousin's death. He had a good grade.. good friends... but one day, in school ( It kinda like thoose school where you stay for a week) he stood bye his bed. And.. he shot himself in the head. His friends screamed. People in the room screamed. I went to his funeral. His parents were depressed. They had no idea why he did that. He was thier only child. It was my first time in my whole life that someone I knew did suicide. Rest in peace cousin.
Reply ~SoftcloudRC
I have depression and my mother knows it, yet she doesn't care to do a thing. And she treats my brothers much more better than me.. My father always ignores me and sides with my mother, and I can't handle it. Also, my brother always get in my face and yell at me, until it goes to slapping and punching. My grandparents disrespect me and I feel so alone, that I always keep to myself and I am way too shy. And now, my brother told my mother a lie of that I do not eat anymore. But, I want to tell her that it is a lie, but she'll side with my brother, as always. I'm always yelled at and I just want to cut the rope. I read this, and knew it 100%, but I always feel like that story belongs to another person, and probably won't happen to me if I commit suicide. The only friend I really have is my oldest brother, who is the only who backs me up. But he's always away at work or something, so I feel like nothing every day. I want to hide myself, but I can't. I'd appreciate if I could get some help...
Hobbyist Digital Artist ok. i swear i had chills the entire time reading this....
Reply ~Cinnamonfur
Hobbyist General Artist This made me cry... it hit too close to home...
Hobbyist Digital Artist that's like the fourth time ive almost cried today ;n;
Reply ~newneycandy123
omg everyone is posting this lDbut its so good to let people know this stuff;u;
I don't usually do these copy/paste journals, by *SunsIrrupt on deviantART
I don't usually do these copy/paste journals,but this is relevant. Please read this guys, pleeeeeaase. <3Wanna kill yourself? Imagine this. You come home from school one day. You've had yet another horrible day. You're just ready to give up. So you go to your room, close the door, and take out that suicide note you've written and rewritten over and over and over You take out those razor blades, and cut for the very last time. You grab that bottle of pills and take them all. Laying down, holding the letter to your chest, you close your eyes for the very last time. A few hours later, your little brother knocks on your door to come tell you dinners ready. You don't answer, so he walks in. All he sees is you laying on your bed, so he thinks you're asleep. He tells your mom this. Your mom goes to your room to wake you up. She notices something is odd. She grabs the paper in your hand and reads it. Sobbing, she tries to wake you up. She's screaming your name. Your brother, so confused, runs to go tell Dad that "Mommy is crying and [x]
I don't usually do these copy/paste journals, Journal Entry: Tue Oct 2, 2012, 2:15 PM
Clubs Chats #Thumbshare#devartCredits CSS coded by `PyritieVarious journal goodies from `thespookImages from perfectflavor.com, joyceira.net, sweetieworld.co.uk, and recipe4living.com.Stamps Art StatusTo-Do ListEdit this later lolol -lazy-but this is relevant. Please read this guys, pleeeeeaase. <3Wanna kill yourself? Imagine this. You come home from school one day. You've had yet another horrible day. You're just ready to give up. So you go to your room, close the door, and take out that suicide note you've written and rewritten over and over and over You take out those razor blades, and cut for the very last time. You grab that bottle of pills and take them all. Laying down, holding the letter to your chest, you close your eyes for the very last time. A few hours later, your little brother knocks on your door to come tell you dinners ready. You don't answer, so he walks in. All he sees is you laying on your bed, so he thinks you're asleep. He tells your mom this. Your mom goes to your room to wake you up. She notices something is odd. She grabs the paper in your hand and reads it. Sobbing, she tries to wake you up. She's screaming your name. Your brother, so confused, runs to go tell Dad that "Mommy is crying and sissy won't wake up." Your dad runs to your room. He looks at your mom, crying, holding the letter to her chest, sitting next to your lifeless body. It hits him, what's going on, and he screams. He screams and throws something at the wall. And then, falling to his knees, he starts to cry. Your mom crawls over to him, and they sit there, holding each other, crying. The next day at school, there's an announcement. The principal tells everyone about your suicide. It takes a few seconds for it to sink in, and once it does, everyone goes silent. Everyone blames themselves. Your teachers think they were too hard on you. Those mean popular girls, they think of all the things they've said to you. That boy that used to tease you and call you names, he can't help but hate himself for never telling you how beautiful you really are. Your ex boyfriend, the one that you told everything to, that broke up with you.. He can't handle it. He breaks down and starts crying, and runs out of the school. Your friends? They're sobbing too, wondering how they could never see that anything was wrong, wishing they could have helped you before it was too late. And your best friend? She's in shock. She can't believe it. She knew what you were going through, but she never thought it would get that bad Bad enough for you to end it. She can't cry, she can't feel anything. She stands up, walks out of the classroom, and just sinks to the floor. Shaking, screaming, but no tears coming out. It's a few days later, at your funeral. The whole town came. Everyone knew you, that girl with the bright smile and bubbly personality. The one that was always there for them, the shoulder to cry on. Lots of people talk about all the good memories they had with you, there were a lot. Everyone's crying, your little brother still doesn't know you killed yourself, he's too young. Your parents just said you died. It hurts him, a lot. You were his big sister, you were supposed to always be there for him. Your best friend, she stays strong through the entire service, but as soon as they start lowering your casket into the ground, she just loses it. She cries and cries and doesn't stop for days. It's two years later. Most of the kids from school to a counselor/therapist at least once a week. Your teachers all quit their job. Those mean girls have eating disorders now. That boy that used to tease you cuts himself. Your ex boyfriend doesn't know how to love anymore and just sleeps around with girls. Your friends all go into depression. Your best friend? She tried to kill herself. She didn't succeed like you did, but she triedyour brother? He finally 
found out the truth about your death. He self harms, he cries at night, he does exactly what you did for years leading up to your suicide. Your parents? Their marriage fell apart. Your dad became a workaholic to distract himself from your death. Your mom got diagnosed with depression and just lays in bed all day. People care. You may not think so, but they do. Your choices don't just effect you. They effect everyone. Don't end your life, you have so much to live for. Things can't get better if you give up. I'm here for absolutely anyone that needs to talk, no matter who you are. Even if we've NEVER talked before, I'm here for you. ♥ It hurts. Things do eventually get better. don't give up. ♥Copy and paste this as your journal to show people there are people out there that care.Feature ♥ *Alien-Feline 38 Comments
I don't usually do these copy/paste journals,by *SunsIrrupt
Journals / Personal©2012-2013 *SunsIrrupt
~Systemgraffiti
as I read this, I did in fact, come home from a horrible school day. I did think about killing myself in school cause.. well, it kinda hurts to know your best friend has a new one now, huh? and to make matters worse, everytime I'm with her, while trying to get attention from me, she says the wrong name and I end up feeling like she should go hang out with her new best friend. I was also bullied at school today, while a group of boys did horrible things and started calling me a loner, and everytime I walk passed that snobby girl, she says 'ew' they might be minor, but when you have a horrible ego, it just feels... twice as worse. it hurts. it really does. I just honestly, had enough. If I can't make friends, if I can't get my mother and fathers attention to tell them I have a problem, if no one cares... why live? this, honestly right now, saved my life. I cannot thank you enough even if you don't reply, I understand, thank you Reply ~T-e-a-K-i-t-t-y
Hobbyist Digital Artist omiglosh :cthis nearly made me cry ; n ;okay.All those horrible peoplein my school, i need to try evenharder to ignore.
Reply *sirensirony
Student General Artist WHY IS EVERYTHING LINING UP LIKE THIS TODAY.I swear...This morning, I was debating on..doing something..then the day went by and things got worse...the gym coach called the girls fat, some mean chicks called me hidious, another little kid, 6th grade, called me ugly, and I can't do anything about that, so i'm then spiriling into a depression, my mom says I have anger issues, excuse me would you rather me hit someone at school?So I then go play tennis and violently hit the ball around, now my coach knows I have anger issues, I don't know how to talk to people...one of my bestfriends is upset, I left the locket my girlfriend gave me at my friend's house, hopefully she will take care of it, everytime something good happens, something else has to ruin it all.SO YEP SO MUCH FOR MY SELF ESTEEM.
Reply *bread-kittens
my only friend, abby, after i told her i was in the mental hospital told me that she loved having me. told me that i brought smiles and i was bubbly and always made her laugh. i made pledge yesterday to not self harm. n-nits difficult already
Hobbyist Digital Artist This made me cry I don't want to kill myself. Not ever. But.. it reminded me of my cousin's death. He had a good grade.. good friends... but one day, in school ( It kinda like thoose school where you stay for a week) he stood bye his bed. And.. he shot himself in the head. His friends screamed. People in the room screamed. I went to his funeral. His parents were depressed. They had no idea why he did that. He was thier only child. It was my first time in my whole life that someone I knew did suicide. Rest in peace cousin.
Reply ~SoftcloudRC
I have depression and my mother knows it, yet she doesn't care to do a thing. And she treats my brothers much more better than me.. My father always ignores me and sides with my mother, and I can't handle it. Also, my brother always get in my face and yell at me, until it goes to slapping and punching. My grandparents disrespect me and I feel so alone, that I always keep to myself and I am way too shy. And now, my brother told my mother a lie of that I do not eat anymore. But, I want to tell her that it is a lie, but she'll side with my brother, as always. I'm always yelled at and I just want to cut the rope. I read this, and knew it 100%, but I always feel like that story belongs to another person, and probably won't happen to me if I commit suicide. The only friend I really have is my oldest brother, who is the only who backs me up. But he's always away at work or something, so I feel like nothing every day. I want to hide myself, but I can't. I'd appreciate if I could get some help...
Hobbyist Digital Artist ok. i swear i had chills the entire time reading this....
Reply ~Cinnamonfur
Hobbyist General Artist This made me cry... it hit too close to home...
Hobbyist Digital Artist that's like the fourth time ive almost cried today ;n;
Reply ~newneycandy123
omg everyone is posting this lDbut its so good to let people know this stuff;u;