Scribe Posted August 22, 2009 Share Posted August 22, 2009 you two always get off topic and smiley spam Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest 100%BrokeN Posted August 27, 2009 Share Posted August 27, 2009 Or do what I do which is punch holes through dry wall lolz jk I only do that when I'm super pisssed. Bad boy! No cookie for u And broken hearted forever more you should REALLY stop tearing was it chocalte chip? Yup the best!! But you can dream on bunny boi u ain't gettin it I'm realsing the bunnies!!!! They are rabid and hungry for cookies!! Nooooo bunny boi don't do it!!! Or else I'll have to ward u off with my amazing rusted tv ariel!!! Mwuhahahaha @scribe I never realized that lolz:)t Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mychemicalloveland Posted October 25, 2009 Share Posted October 25, 2009 just keep kuting your self but i plasis no1 will c lik yor stomak or yor leg Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mychemicalloveland Posted October 25, 2009 Share Posted October 25, 2009 or i smach glasis or go alon in the fosist at night climb a tree and then jump but not 2 high cause im scard of hites and i might end up killing my self Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest crimson-cloverXxX Posted October 25, 2009 Share Posted October 25, 2009 well i used to cut until i got majorly embarssed about it in front of my whole grade, now i just took up peircing so far i have 9 ear peircings, 1 lipring, and i done my web last month but i had to take it out nahh but it's fun and it's a great way to let your anger out Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Alltimelowlover Posted February 6, 2013 Share Posted February 6, 2013 i usualy listen to music or draw anime.. it really helps >_ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
lucidillusion Posted February 7, 2013 Share Posted February 7, 2013 Some say writing your feelings out through poetry but that only made me more depressed. Reminded me of what triggers me. Although I still write poetry, it's no substitute for cutting. Not for me, at least. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kuuro Hasagawa Posted February 8, 2013 Share Posted February 8, 2013 I don't cut anymore. I found it pointless. People would always ask me why I had the scars. I just grab some knives and throw'em at trees and get destructive, listen to SlipKnoT and MushroomHead. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
XBrokenMonsterX Posted February 13, 2013 Share Posted February 13, 2013 My parents found out,my stupid school (don't really know how) but I cut ounce in a while,little baby scratches,if my mom asks,I just say the dog did it :T but I got caught 2 times.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
brokendreamsandbrokenlies Posted March 6, 2013 Share Posted March 6, 2013 I write poems and song and somtimes my friends read them and they say it is a kind of "cry in the corner" kind of depressing and I am proud to say I have not cut for 2 years and I will not ever do that again. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
UnwrittenDead Posted March 11, 2013 Share Posted March 11, 2013 i dont see why people keep creating things. look, if the only reason you stopped was because your parents found out, then either, you have a large amount of will power (unlikely due to the topic of this thread) or you werent doing it wholeheartedly. now im not here to undermine your situation, because its all relative. but why would you stop only to start again in a different manner? it just seems.. i dont know what to call it. but yeah as for advicey things, just make yourself stop. dont think about it, doing it or anything like that. stop yourself. do something productive that will make you feel good about yourself, something satisfying, like, excersize or..drawing, or writing a story. if you want to get out some nasty feelings and this isnt working you can allways try freewriting- putting pen to paper and writing whatever comes into your head without thinking about it. i dont really care if you dont want to stop, because carrying on wont get you anywhere. For your information, one cannot just quit. It is a consuming ADDICTION. Just the same as being addicted to dope or alcohol. Even if someone WANTS to stop they can't "just stop." It is so hard and usually takes a lot of help and recovery. Same for every other addiction. Also, even once you get help and actually stop, the urge never leaves. You will have to deal with fighting it for the rest of your life. I explain this further in the Author Note after my poem Consuming Addiction http://www.emopuddle.com/forums/topic/10494-consuming-addiction/?do=findComment&comment=158414 and I highly suggest you educate yourself before moronically just telling people things you not only don't understand, but have Absolutely NO clue about. Please and thank you kindly. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
boxjosh Posted March 29, 2013 Share Posted March 29, 2013 I liked my nan. She was like my mum. And my mum was just someone who I didn't really care much about. So when she died it was like loosing my mum. And my real mum kept dating bad people who where abusive. We had one of her friends who was a drug addict living in our house for a few years. She had 3 children Charlie who I never really saw much of because my older brother was his vest friend. Kalie. My older brother us to fancy her. And Kelly. I us to spend every moment with her then get family moved. I went to lower school and everyone hated me. I tyred to be friends with people and I was gated by even the teachers. So I beat everyone up everyday because nobody understands me. Then I got kicked out and was sent to silsoe lower and it was alright. Although people kept flipping out and going mental. Then I went to middle and started again. Everyone from my lower school was there and I never talked to them. I was in a separate building. Every time I went somewhere in lessons people would move away from me because they where scaird of me. I was quiet and I was for ages. Then I met David and Alex. They where my vest friends. I moved to the main building and was always with them. But we where always in trobble. I then realised a girl I fancyed event there and I was always shy around her. Ive never spoken to her face to face. Then I went out with Carla. Who was in my class. She would always dump me and get back together. She always made me ditch David and alex .then I moved back to the other building. I didn't see my two friends much and Carla cheated. I left middle school thinking I would be going to the same school as them but I moved house and I never saw my only friends again. I got to upper school and my mum dated a dick head who abused her and my family. I would go to school and never talk to anyone and of then fall asleep. He even abused my nan who was dieing of cancer. Then she died and he took the piss. My mum left him and then he kept following my family and abusing my aunties. We finally got him arrested. Then my mum got with ben. Who us to take drugs but is of them now . Bes a good guy and they are going to get married. I then started talking a little and I was still taken the piss out of at school. My auntie gave birth to my cosine who died after a year. Then I was asked out by chloe. I didn't talk to her for a while because I couldn't trust anyone. Then I accepted ready to get hurt. Then my mum gave birth to my sister and never even talks to us anymore. Merger does Ben. I stay in my room and dont talk much and they still always tell me off and blame me for everything. I had my sixteenth birthday and got money because i asked for only money. I got £150 in total from my whole family. Then at Christmas I didn't get much because of my birthday. But my grandad gave me some more money. I spent it on over £200 on a ring and necklace for Chloe. But her dad is also abusive. He made her give them back and ruined my birthday and Christmas in one day. Then she always tells me about her abusive dad who abuses her and her family. And then I started cutting. That's me. Everything I loved was taken and ripped away from me. That's why I cant think of anything happy. happyness is not my thing Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Silky-Potato Posted March 30, 2013 Share Posted March 30, 2013 Why has this returned, dear lord. Locking it because it is no where near productive or helpful. a more helpful thread Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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