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User	joeyalphabet | 2007-01-24 |
Subject	untitled
Message	I kill myself! I kill myself! I kill myself!

User	Chell | 2007-01-17 |
Subject	suicide
Message	in my world all is dark the daylights long the nights are stark black and white rule day and night blood runs cold a glorious sight within my world death is love there is no moon or stars above caring’s false love is hate morals die we’re ruled by fate join my world and you will see hell’s as hot as hot can be join my world and you will spend all eternity as one condemned

User	Rokhal | 2007-01-16 |
Subject	Kamikazi daughter
Message	Give you a mystery, scum. My memory, my blood, my typed goodbye With a typed signature My trick with Mother’s cardigan The typewriter from Father’s office Sister’s poison needle, Pills and whiskey clumsily staged, Bruise-jewels blooming on my throat and wrists. When they find me... Smile for the camera, Dad. Bend over. Poor puppet, I Sweet dolly, Tender Ophelia fair. A false flesh, like Pygmalion’s bride. Now I, ghost Puppeteer.

User	| 2007-01-15 |
Subject	Beautiufl Black Soul
Message	beautiful black soul ------------------------------------------- I could see the pain through those glistening eyes’, though you hide it so deeply and it hurts you so much the crying inside, as you’re smiling with me from what secrets do you find hiding from inside, from yourself sweetie your outshining auroa speckled in black, can’t be hidden from me but i see the beauty through the pain you feel though you’re convinced it can’t be real i see the hopes of once shattered dreams once broken and stolen from you, like me you cover up your face and whipe away the tears swallow up, lock away the pain tell yourself you’ve no fears tuck away the scars some old, some still bleeding fucked up, and lost inside yet you act so intuetively but i see through the pain and covered up scars i know exactly what you’re feeling playing hide&seek with yourself but the answers have no meaning so you shout begging for help "lord, god have mercy upon me! - I’ve done no wrong to deserve this life a hostage within myself controlled by the knife the fears plauging me, i don’t even know so long it’s been anotheer rerun show i’ve become so lost how can this be? too fucked up to be saved by you or me? god are you the voice in my head agreeing with me i’m better off dead? i think you are i think i might be better off thinking you’re right so don’t mind me as i finally sob this one real time before i’m sent off" she drags her smoke last time she’ll bleed maybe i should’ve told you what i’d seen? all the beauty in the broken down soul the dreams aspiring that would make you whole the love i had even now, that your gone that i knew you were pregnant but, i’d never move on but, it’s too late now your both gone i should’ve spoken goodbye my loves’, farewell; so long

User	| 2007-01-15 |
Subject	Beautifully dirty
Message	Beauifully dirty ------------------------------------------- "what a lovely day to die" she said taking one step closer to the edge waves crashing upon the rocks as lightning thunders over-head she finishes her gin & takes her last drag thinking of all that could have been smell of menthols, gin, and cheap perfume gently whisked away in the wind her emerald eyes wet as the rain as her dirty-blonde hair becomes staind red with the wrists’ she slit and the pills she took her leap of faith would certify the end she dreams her very last fantasy of a loving family and a white-picket fence a husband who’d appreciate her "perfect" body the fact the she hated it almost made no sense as she screams alound her deepest feelings inside on the perfectly beautiful day she’ll die while she plunges forth looking forward to no regrets repeating alound again the thoughs plaguing her mind "God doesn’t love me, my parents don’t want me i can’t stand me why should you care!?" "god doesn’t love me! my parents’ don’t want me; i can’t stand me! why should you...care!?"