Marlo Manson
Hello Sexy girl how your Toes doing?
This thread is about suicide; my whole adult life I have contemplated suicide; I have never made an actual attempt to kill myself; but I have contemplated it as long as I can remember; and I think suicide is a cowardly act to make all your troubles disappear; its selfish and for the soft hearted and soft souled; and mentally weak people that can't cope with life..
I have never felt so much pain; felt so alone; lonely; helpless; disgusted; ashamed; disappointed; miserable; and as burdenful as I feel now; in the recent past since I have had my health issues; my life is only a shell of what it used to be; I am not totally helpless; I can spend the day @ home alone and feed myself; bath; walk my dogs; but I can't work because of my health; I never attempted suicide I said; but I have had a loaded gun @ my temple; under my chin; inside my mouth; in my ear while being pissy drunk and higher than a kite; yet I knew what would happen if I pulled that trigger!! not even a drunken stupor allowed me to escape the reality of pulling the fuckin trigger like I wished I had or could of when I was mentally altered; I was hoping that being that drunk; stoned; would cause me to have a muscle spasm or iniciate a flinch or make my trigger finger helpless to a concious thought; but even in that condition I knew that finger was the most important thing in my entire body at that exact minute; I couldn't even trick my mind into believing it was ok; I knew what that finger meant..
I have been seeing a psychatrist for a longtime in case you were gonna suggest I visit one immediately; I have been on meds for forever; it dulls the mental and psychical pain; but my mind is open for thought and I still think about the easy way out.. the things that have kept me from killing myself are many; some are actually funny and others are obvious; I haven't done it because of my family; friends; my dogs(lol); girls; the thought of worshipping girls feet(lol; yes I said; typed; wrote; think that all the time; those who are familiar with my posts know I adore female feet; they actually keep me alive: as funny as that is its the honest to my kins grave; the truth); and believe it or not guns; yes guns; I absolutely love guns; shooting them; collecting them and I promised myself I wouldn't kill myself until I had a great collection of guns.. so if all that happens I probably wouldn't want to or think about suicide any longer.. beside when I dream about suicide the say sleep is the cousin of death and dreams are kin to your last breath..
I hope I am able to defeat the ghost of suicide cause it haunts me all the time.. although I think its for cowards; which I am not; its always calling my name.. but I ignore it the best I can.. I am merely along for the ride of my path of life as I make my journey amongst all the rest of us lost and damaged; sorrowed; lonely; wounded; souls that roam the earth trying to cope with reality..
Death is on sale because we can buy the gun or the liquor; the drugs; or whatever we need to use to commit the ultimate goal of achieving death.. so anybody who wants to commit suicide its always availible.. I hope people realize I am defeating my personal ghost; yet I've been fighting it for what seem like forever.. I hope anybody who thinks or contemplates or is planning suicide to think of your family and friends.. ignore it; fight it; however you can; just make sure you cheat death by not doing it yourself.. and whatever you do get help; seek your family; friends and all that you care about.. don't think about why you feel like suicide is the solution.. gp surround yourself with things you love.. it will make it a lot harder to be selfish and take the easy way out..
As if you didn't know how deep I run?? the complexity of what make us who we are and what our souls are made of; the MIND is a terrible thing to waste; most of the time I purposely pretend to be *well what word fits???* and I hide it so I know who's trying to take advantage of me and who's really my friend; and who's really my enemy.. hmmm?? :hatsoff:
I have never felt so much pain; felt so alone; lonely; helpless; disgusted; ashamed; disappointed; miserable; and as burdenful as I feel now; in the recent past since I have had my health issues; my life is only a shell of what it used to be; I am not totally helpless; I can spend the day @ home alone and feed myself; bath; walk my dogs; but I can't work because of my health; I never attempted suicide I said; but I have had a loaded gun @ my temple; under my chin; inside my mouth; in my ear while being pissy drunk and higher than a kite; yet I knew what would happen if I pulled that trigger!! not even a drunken stupor allowed me to escape the reality of pulling the fuckin trigger like I wished I had or could of when I was mentally altered; I was hoping that being that drunk; stoned; would cause me to have a muscle spasm or iniciate a flinch or make my trigger finger helpless to a concious thought; but even in that condition I knew that finger was the most important thing in my entire body at that exact minute; I couldn't even trick my mind into believing it was ok; I knew what that finger meant..
I have been seeing a psychatrist for a longtime in case you were gonna suggest I visit one immediately; I have been on meds for forever; it dulls the mental and psychical pain; but my mind is open for thought and I still think about the easy way out.. the things that have kept me from killing myself are many; some are actually funny and others are obvious; I haven't done it because of my family; friends; my dogs(lol); girls; the thought of worshipping girls feet(lol; yes I said; typed; wrote; think that all the time; those who are familiar with my posts know I adore female feet; they actually keep me alive: as funny as that is its the honest to my kins grave; the truth); and believe it or not guns; yes guns; I absolutely love guns; shooting them; collecting them and I promised myself I wouldn't kill myself until I had a great collection of guns.. so if all that happens I probably wouldn't want to or think about suicide any longer.. beside when I dream about suicide the say sleep is the cousin of death and dreams are kin to your last breath..
I hope I am able to defeat the ghost of suicide cause it haunts me all the time.. although I think its for cowards; which I am not; its always calling my name.. but I ignore it the best I can.. I am merely along for the ride of my path of life as I make my journey amongst all the rest of us lost and damaged; sorrowed; lonely; wounded; souls that roam the earth trying to cope with reality..
Death is on sale because we can buy the gun or the liquor; the drugs; or whatever we need to use to commit the ultimate goal of achieving death.. so anybody who wants to commit suicide its always availible.. I hope people realize I am defeating my personal ghost; yet I've been fighting it for what seem like forever.. I hope anybody who thinks or contemplates or is planning suicide to think of your family and friends.. ignore it; fight it; however you can; just make sure you cheat death by not doing it yourself.. and whatever you do get help; seek your family; friends and all that you care about.. don't think about why you feel like suicide is the solution.. gp surround yourself with things you love.. it will make it a lot harder to be selfish and take the easy way out..
As if you didn't know how deep I run?? the complexity of what make us who we are and what our souls are made of; the MIND is a terrible thing to waste; most of the time I purposely pretend to be *well what word fits???* and I hide it so I know who's trying to take advantage of me and who's really my friend; and who's really my enemy.. hmmm?? :hatsoff: