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Birthday: 3/6/1988
Gender: Female
Interests: I love quotes. Any kind of quotes: suicide, cutting, heartbreak, love, friendship, funny, ANY KIND!!! I have got a huge collection of quotes, and I'm finally going to share them.
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Member Since:
6/20/2005
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| I had no one to look up to, so I looked down on myself.
I thought if you hugged me, it would all be okay and we would still be good friends. But the truth is I hurt inside because you love her and it’s not okay anymore.
Your friend has a friend, so tell him no secrets.
I find it kinda funny, and I find it kinda sad that the dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had.
There’s never a place for someone like me to feel totally happy.
Time won’t make things better.
I will never fade. You will always see me cry.
Love is a 4-letter word for lie.
I hope you’re as happy as I’m pretending to be.
I’m at the point that if I was underwater, I’d scarcely kick to come to the top.
Nothing can stop me now, because I don’t care anymore.
Tearless grief bleeds inwardly.
Too weak to live, too strong to die.
I don’t necessarily want to be happy. I just want to stop feeling miserable.
I could die at any moment. The tragedy is that I don’t.
Right now I’m just sitting on the bridge, gazing at the water, scared to jump, but afraid
not to.
How will you know I’m hurting if you can’t see the pain? To wear it on my body tells what words cannot explain.
Sometimes I feel like I need to get rid of the pain somehow, but I don’t know what to do. I can feel the blade taking away the pain, then I picture myself bleeding to death.
Everyday I smile a little faker. Everyday I want life to end. I’ve grown used to these deep, bleeding wounds.
Crying is my way of laughing at you for hating me so much.
I’m freezing, I’m starving to death, I’m bleeding. Everything’s fine.
Take it from someone who’s fallen: it’s a l o n g way down.
Our lives begin to end the day we start becoming silent about the things that matter.
You know they don’t care when they don’t even bother to ask why you’re crying.
The only thing worse than being hated is being ignored. At least when they hate you, they treat you like you exist.
Ever notice that “What the hell?” is always the right decision?
The physical pain takes away the emotional pain.
I’m so lonely I don’t even want to be with myself anymore.
All I want from you is for you to want me like you used to.
He doesn’t love me because of what I am.
There comes a time when we have to stop loving someone. Not because that person started hating us, but because we found out they’d be happier if we let go.
What hurts the most about knowing he doesn’t love me is the fact that he spent so much time pretending he did.
I miss the innocence I once had, before reality raped me.
You didn’t just break my heart, you killed a part of it. A broken heart can be mended, but something dead can’t be healed.
You still hope all your dreams will come true? They won’t.
I remember thinking, “I’ll only cut one more time.” I remember thinking it every time after that. Now I’m addicted.
Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. Just let me slit my wrist one last time.
Pain doesn’t hurt when it’s all you’ve ever felt. | | |
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With this knife I’ll cut out the part of me, the part that cares for you. With this knife I’ll cut out the heart of me, the heart that beats for you.
I’ll roll the die. Even numbers mean knife, odd numbers mean gun. BANG!!! I’m always the odd one.
I’ll paint your world pretty… if you’ll paint mine dead.
10 shaking fingers trace my
9 fading scars. They run over the
8 new open wounds. Within
7 minutes, I start losing my sight, and
6 times I almost blacked out.
5 more minutes and I know I’ll be gone. The
4 pillows propping me up start to fall.
3 tears slip down my cold cheeks from
2 red eyes. But after all is said and done,
1 more chance would have killed me faster.
Unfaithful, yes, we still keep screaming. Unfortunately we still keep bleeding. It’s hit or miss, but no one misses with suicide dreams and razorblade kisses.
If I slipped, would you watch helplessly, or would you help me up just to push me off the edge yourself?
I smiled and cried, giggled and died, held onto your picture and broke up inside.
You slowly close your eyes and think of all the reasons you’re still alive, but all you can possibly think of is how you’re just useless and meaningless. Then you realize it’s okay, because you’ve already died..
If I died in your arms, you would finally treat me right. You could treat me like I’m dead, like you always have.
If God was so kind, He wouldn’t let me make it through the night.
You’ve “accidentally” hurt me so many times that I “accidentally” pulled the trigger…twice.
I saw you last night and you seemed so surprised that I could walk right by and not blink an eye. Looking at me, you probably think I’m doing fine. Good thing you can’t read my mind!
You made me swear I’d stay…. So why are you walking away?
For once, instead of telling me the reasons I shouldn’t cry, actually pay attention to the reasons why I do.
Die young and save yourself. | | |
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Sometimes the people we love the most end up hurting us the most.
What does she have that I don’t? The only thing I can think of is you.
This morning I woke up and realized…you aren’t the one for me.
When life closes a door, it opens a window….So jump!!!
Before love my heart was a black hole. After love I don’t have a heart. I’m not sure which is worse.
People get angry because they hurt…the anger covers up the hurt.
Don’t let yourself get so angry that you stop loving, because one day you will wake up from that anger and the person you love won’t be there.
I would do anything to be your everything.
I know what it’s like to want to die, how it hurts to smile, how you hurt yourself on the outside to try to kill the thing on the inside.
How do you explain to someone something you don’t understand yourself?
I can still remember when I was a little kid, when friends were friends forever, and what you said was what you did.
I’ve been B R O K E N before. I know what it’s like to see something funny and not laugh.
Life sucks and then you die. Twist the knife and say goodbye.
With the sight of a knife and the twist of my wrist, just one slash and I’ll be done with this,
The truth is you could slit my throat and with my one last gasping breath, I’d apologize for bleeding on your shirt.
Oh, no, she’s drowning! She slipped and forgot to breathe….AGAIN!!!
I enjoy the things most people hate, but pretend that I don’t. Everyone seems so happy & fake. They’ll never guess my suicide attempts. They’ll never check the scars which have kept me alive.
Cut your wrists like cheap coupons and tell them death was on sale today.~ Marilyn Manson
I felt like screaming, “Look what you’ve fucking done!” But then I realized it was me that did this, and no one else. There’s no one else to blame for the scars. It’s all me doing it. | | |
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Maybe if I weren’t so good at pretending to be happy, I might actually learn to be happy.
I’m supposed to be happy and enjoying life. Instead I’m sitting here fighting so hard for my happiness. I want to be happy so badly, and I just can’t grasp hold of it.
Are you searching for words that you can’t find? Trying to hide your emotions but the eyes don’t lie? I guess there’s no easy way to say good-bye.
I don’t miss you… I miss the person I thought you were!
Today I’ll give it one last try, and then I know I’ll wonder why I did it to myself once again.
I want to be able to hold your hand when I’m hurting instead of having to hold someone else’s because you’re the one hurting me.
These are the eyes I’ve cried from. These are the eyes that loved to look at you before. These are the eyes that are now dried up from crying so much. They used to see beauty, but now they look upon everything in sadness.
Sometimes in life you wish for something, then there comes a moment when you STOP wishing. Not because you got what you wanted, but because you finally accept that not all wishes come true.
No more crying, I can’t cry anymore. Don’t take my hand this time. Please go and don’t look back, because I know if you look, I’ll come running to you.
I’m at one of those stages where I’m daring the world to push me off a cliff…just to see if I can fly.
Deep in my heart I’m suffering, knowing that I’ve lost you. On the outside I’m living, pretending I’ve forgotten you.
People think I’m lying about being hurt because they see me laughing. Little do they know I laugh to keep from crying.
What happens if you get scared half to death…twice?
“I love you,” is 8 letters long, but then again so is BULLSHIT
You never stop loving someone. You just learn to live without them.
Expect nothing and never be disappointed.
Sometimes it hurts more to smile in front of everyone that to cry all alone.
Nothing hurts more than realizing you’ve hurt the person who meant EVERYTHING to you.
It’s not really suicide if you’re already dead. | | |
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You waved you hand high and said “Good-bye.” I kept my hand low and said, “Don’t go.”</3
A man realized he wanted his love back, not wanting to get hurt. The girl said no. The man cried to God, “If it was meant to be, why did I lose her?” God replied, “My child, you didn’t lose her. You let her go.”
I cried because you picked her over me.
Then I laughed because, damn, she’s UGLY!
I want to be remembered as the girl who always smiled, even when she felt like crying, the one who could brighten your day, even if she couldn’t brighten her own.
It’s funny how I don’t want to share someone who’s not even mine.
It’s not who you’ve known the longest. It’s who never left your side.
It’s amazing how, after all we’ve been through, the good times and the bad, how we can walk by each other and pretend it never happened. We give each other a polite little awkward smile and move on. We were once in love. What happened? I know I haven’t let go, but have you?
You can make more friends in two months by becoming interested in people than you can in two years by trying to get people interested in you.
Never knock on Death’s door. Ring the doorbell and run. He hates that!!!
I’ve learned that you can’t make someone love you. All you can do is stalk them and hope they panic and give in.
The more time I spend with you, the more I realize I’m doing the one thing I swore I’d never do: falling in love.
Ten years from now, I may not remember what we did those nights or what made us laugh, but I’ll always remember you were the one who was there.
I hope you know how much I loved you…before you left me!
I’m holding onto something that used to be,hoping it will come back, yet knowing it won’t.
Most relationships fail….not because if the absence of love. Love has always been there. It’s just that one loved too much and one loved too little.
If he betrays me once, shame on him. If he betrays me twice, shame on me.
Even though it looks like I’ve moved on, there will always be times when I wish the person holding me is you.
Sometimes I wonder what life would be like if we’d never met. Simpler? Definitely!Easier? Maybe. But then I realize it would also have been incomplete.
I never knew how quickly I would go from someone who loves you to someone you used to know.
Please know that the smile one my face when you’re holding her is as fake as the “I love yous” you said when I was yours. | | |
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