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| Suicide is not the answer
Ask the 25-year-old who tried to electricute himself. He lived. But both his arms are gone.
What about jumping? Ask John. He used to be intelligent, with an engaging sense of humor. That was before he leapt from a building. Now, he's brain-damaged and will always need care. He staggers and has seizures. He lives in a fog. But, worst of all, he KNOWS he used to be normal.
What about pills? Ask the 12-year-old with extensive liver damage from an overdose. Have you ever seen anyone die of liver damage? You turn yellow. It's a hard way to go.
What about a gun? Ask the 24-year-old who shot himself in the head. Now he drags one leg, has a useless arm and has no vision or hearing on one side. He lived through his "foolproof" suicide. You might too.
But... Who will clean your blood off the carpet or scrape your brains from the ceiling? Commercial cleaning companies may refuse that job--but SOMEONE has to do it.
Who will have to cut you down from where you hung yourself or identify your bloated body after you've drowned? Your father? Your mother? Your wife? Your son?
The carefully worded "loving" suicide note is of no help. Those who loved you will NEVER completely recover. They'll feel regret and an unending pain.
Suicide is contagious. Look around your family. Look closely at the 4 year old playing with his cars on the rug. Kill yourself tonight, and he may do it ten years from now.
You DO have other choices. There are people who can help you through this crisis. Call a hotline. Call a friend. Call your minister or priest. Call a doctor or hospital. Call the police. They will tell you that there's hope. Maybe you'll find it in the mail tomorrow. Or in a phone call this weekend. But what you're seeking could be just a minute, a month, or a day away.
You say you don't want to be stopped? Still want to do it? -Well, then, I may see you in the psychiatric ward later. And we'll work with whatever you have left.
Remember: Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem.
***IF YOU'RE READING THIS, PLEASE STEAL IT AND PUT IT IN YOUR JOURNAL TOO.***
i'm putting this down for everyone/anyone to see... i've contemplated about suicide as much as the next angst ridden stupid ass teenage girl but yea i don't bitch about it... SO READ THIS && STOP YOUR BITCHING. you've gotta learn to DEAL WITH IT. GOD LOVES EVERYONE... | | |
| hmm...
i'm tired of you and your false accusations...
i hate your fake smiles, your insincere demeanor...
you call yourself my friend, but you take everything away.
i'll add more to this later... it's gay..ugh.
isolated×angel // kuya ray thanks for commenting you don't have to ALL THE TIME | | |
| blah blah blah...
too lazy to get up from this deep sleep...
++ nothing to look forward to...
in my heart poison will seep...
++ as long as i look to you... | | |
| la la la...
all these voicess in my headd....
NO ONE UNDERSTANDS... but Him.
dear GOD... i heart you. <333 | | |
| - Penny & Me - - Passionately I wish to suck from that scented mouth
That sweet nectar of a kiss taste like wine to my lips
Now can our bodies entwine and near mind to your hips?
With a slow movement with my hands, a languid creep
A flowery oil from the pouting slit into panties did seep
I caressed with a soft touch over smooth silky thighs
And she gently moaned as I gazed into her milky eyes
Sexy tangled hair, the luxuriant moist and golden fair
Heat and perspire smoldered left our sulky bodies bare
Flesh on flesh raising and trading breaths on breaths
Slowly arousing her wiles, with a fetish for breasts
As the kisses of love quickly turn to the kisses of lust
Sucked my lips with a lascivious bliss of tongue thrusts
Tender fingers the cunt's swollen lips I did fondle
Insatiating the thirst of love with motions beyond her
Fingers thrummed inside, thrust gyrate and stirred
Height of midst squelch moan and she gave a soft purr
My knob of burning had slipped up her love nest yearning
Slurping burbling in her twat and had my package churning
Round the stem it laced and gave way the fleshy fruit
Seeped from the spark of lust, away from the meshy root
During this time, she shouted as we longed the mate
'fuck me! for God sakes, make my body quake!''...
Cravings raging her fires blazing as on her cunt did splay
Erect the cockhead stood, life surged up a summoned way
A stop of play and all our bodily movements became subtle
Now as we fall asleep, while the work of lifemaking struggle
i got this from a different site....sry i don't remember who from but it's soo sexy and it exudes passion....yes i just said passion...not a good enough word for ya? what about sensation?...lol yea it's just awesome....
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