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Name: pain4life
Location: In heaven
Gender: Male
Last Seen: Tue, 03 Oct 2017
Location: In heaven
Gender: Male
Last Seen: Tue, 03 Oct 2017
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I'm searching for a painkiller and not the pills I mean a friend
Three days grace and saint asonia are the best
relationship maybe i'll tell you maybe not your choice to be a kind person
Oh you can say what you want you won't be getting bck cause you just can't win i dont care anymore i dont care what you say we never played the same games anyway you just waste my time so get outta my way let me by i got beter things to do with my life We dont care anymore we dont care no more no more no more no more no more
The boy you punched in the hall today. Committed suicide a few minutes ago. That girl you called a slut in class today. She's a virgin. The boy you called lame. He has to work every night to support his family. That girl you pushed down the other day. She's already being abused at home. That girl you called fat. She's starving herself. The old man you made fun of cause of the ugly scars. He fought for his country. The boy you made fun of for crying. His mother is dying. You think you know them. Guess what? You don't! Re-post if you are against bullying. I bet 99% of you won't, but re-post this if you're that 1% that has a heart
Wanna kill yourself? Imagine this. You come home from school one day.
You've had yet another horrible day. Youre 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 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. The whole school talks 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
intodepression. Your best friend? She tried to kill herself. She
didn't succeed like you did, but she tried?your 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. Copy and paste this as your status to show
people there are people out there that care
There's a 13 year old girl, and she wished
that her dad would come home from
the army, because he'd been having
problems with his heart and right
leg. It was 2:53 p.m . When she made
her wish. At 3:07 p.m. (14 minutes
later), the doorbell rang, and
there her Dad was, luggage and all!!
I'm Katie and I'm 20 and I've been
having trouble in my job and on the
verge of quitting. I made a simple
wish that my boss would get a new
job. That was at 1:35 and at 2:55
there was an announcement that he
was promoted and was leaving for
another city. Believe me...this
really works!
My name is Ann and I am 45 years
of age. I had always been single
and had been hoping to get into a
nice, loving relationship for many
years. While kind of daydreaming
(and right after receiving this email)
I wished that a quality person would
finally come into my life. That was at
9:10 AM on a Tuesday. At 9:55 AM
a FedEx delivery man came into my
office.He was cute, polite and
could not stop smiling at me. He
started coming back almost everyday
(even without packages) and asked me
out a week later. We married 6
months later and now have been
happily married for 2 years.
What a great email it was!!
Just scroll down to the end, but
while you do, think of a wish.
Make your wish when you have completed
scrolling. Whatever age you are, is the
number of minutes it will take for your
wish to come true. ex.you are 25 years
old, it will take 25 minutes for your wish
to come true).
Go for it!
SCROLL DOWN!
STOP!
Congratulations! Your wish will
now come true in your age minutes.
Now follow this carefully...it
can be very rewarding!
If you repost this within the next 5 min.
something major that you've been wanting
will happen