sitting i a cold dark coner
listing i to soft muzic
i look around all i see is deep red cuts
with lots of blood puring out
i think wats the point liveing
why do we live a ponitless life
life sucks
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so true sometimes
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I find this topic all too often. Every one of us has felt overwhelming sadness. We just don't all resort to cutting.
My oppinon is that this has a few problems...grammar and such.
In all actuality life sucks...then you die. But life will really suck when you get older and you'll have to realize what you did to yourself. Could you honestly say that you don't think about the future? The future is a much brighter place than where you are now.
Only you can make a difference, and cutting honestly doesn't solve any problems, it just makes things harder in the future.
THe way you wrote was interesting, but it certainly could have been better. Good luck in the contest. -
Wow!!
That is great! -
Involving
It is a request for answers a search for a hope a desire for a beacon in the darkness. It is...familar. I liked it.
Still would like to see an attempt at your writting the good points of being you. I KNOW you can do it! -
Indeed... Despite it all, there were brief moment of clarity. Though unfortunately entirely unoriginal.
Let's just put it this way. You really aren't alone. You really aren't the only one who understands. You aren't the only one feeling like this. And yes. Someone in the world actually feels worse than you.
Pity them.
And we live this pointless life because it's less pointless than living a pointless death. Now that really s pointless. You can't do anything in a coffin. Except lie there. And decompose. That's incredibly pointless. Especially if it happens too early.
Oh, and I know that you won't believe a word of this [=
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