#twsuicidal

[bibibibuckleykinard]

“One, Kinard you’re not quiet at night-“

“Uhm,” Maddie replied her eyes widened at her brother’s comment.

“Evan,” Tommy replied with a frown.

“You snore,” Evan corrected himself realizing his previous statement. “And two, there’s no way we’re fitting in that full size bed in my old room.”

“Hence why I accepted the overtime,” Tommy argued making his way around Maddie and around the kitchen counter, “I am sorry...” he added before giving his husband a peck on his lips. “I’ll make it up to the both you and Lizzie, I promise,” he explained placing another kiss on Buck’s birth mark.

“You better,” Buck muttered locking eyes with his husband.  Tommy gave a small smile before pulling away from Buck making his way around Maddie and their kitchen counter grabbing his work bag. 
“Love you,” he called back as he grabbed his keys from the table by the front door.

“Love you, too! Be safe!” Buck called back as he heard the front door close.

[rebouks]

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Kaden: It’s done. Riona: I shan’t be thanking you. Kaden: Understandable.

Riona: Who was it? Kaden: I’m not answering that. Riona: No? I could start guessing-…

Kaden: It doesn’t matter anymore, Riona. Riona: No, I suppose it doesn’t… Kaden: Kian will be back shortly.

[GUN CHAMBER SPINS] [SIGH] [CLICK]

…

Riona: So be it.

[thefrcrimsonfcker]

MIKEY NO-

[jenniferrado]

[therealdostoevsky]

TW

is it only me or do people miss their eds too? like I'm going through some fucked up shit and my brain just goes like "if only we had our anor3xia rn, we could starve to death" like bro isn't bul1mia enough for now?????

[koficlouds]

Terrors From the Past(JSE Schneeplebro Fanfic)

(TW!! Mentions of murder, blood, suicide, trauma, reoccuring nightmares ETC)

If I have missed something please let me know and I will add it to the list as soon as possible.

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‘I didn’t mean to kill her. He made me do it. I wasn’t in control; my body wasn’t mine anymore. My mind wasn’t in the right place.Those are not my thoughts, that isn’t me. I’m sorry Stacey..I am so sorry. I’m sorry Grayson, Samantha..I’m so..so sorry.’

Henrik stared at the blood stained scrap of looseleaf notebook paper that was crumpling in his shaking hands. His soft blue eyes peered over back at the wall to meet the pale lifeless eyes of the one he held close to him, his best friend, boyfriend, and soon to be fiance leaned against it. His eyes were filled with fear, as if he had seen the worst thing imaginable, but still went on until he mentally couldn’t bare the pain. Henrik’s eye’s burned with fresh tears forcing their way through; he squeezed his eyes shut and let out a pained whimper. 

“Chase..” The rush of emotions outweighed his efforts to surpress himself and he let out a choked sob as he clutched Chase’s coat and brought him close to his chest. “You told me you wouldn’t leave me.. You promised!” His body shook as he heaved and sobbed heavily into the blood soaked jacket.

“You failed him, good doctor,” Henrik’s eyes shot up, to meet the pitch black eyes of a familiar someone from a few years ago. The one who claimed the life of another friend, Antisepticeye. The glitch began to grin from ear to ear, wickedly sharp teeth bared as Chase’s body suddenly vanished from Henrik’s view. The other began to panic as he frantically searched for his friend’s body. “He trusted you, doctor,” Anti’s maniacal and distorted laughter echoed and filled the room, causing a loud piercing ring through the German’s ears, causing him to cover them and shut his eyes once more; his body collapsed onto his knees. 

“SHUT UP!” The younger shouted, trying to block out the loud ringing in his ears and the distorted laughter around him that caused it. “You’re the cause of this, of all this! And you know it!”

The other only continued. “You left him when he so desperately needed you. So if anyone is to blame, it is you.” The glitch taunted him for what seemed like hours, until the room fell silent once more. Henrik’s eyes slowly began to open, and he glanced at where Anti once stood. There was nobody left. Even before the slightest bit of relief hit, the room began to glitch and contort into his own personal hell. The walls seeped thick black ooze that he could only compare to the blood that spilled each and every time he believed he had found a way to save the only friends he has ever known. The only family he’s ever known. The ringing had grown louder and more painful and he had to keep his ears covered to try and protect his hearing, if he wanted to make it through this.

“Leave me alone!” Henrik screamed at the void of nothingness, hoping that bastard could hear him. “Go away you asshole!” His voice cracked, and he could feel more warm salty tears fall from his face. He didn’t waste any time, forcing himself up on two feet he darted straight for the door. It felt like a never ending hallway to get to, but apon finally reaching, the door wouldn’t open. Anti’s sinister laughter started again, and the door vanished in front of the German’s teary eyes. A black clawed hand reached out and gripped Henrik’s throat, his grip tightened with every passing second. Henrik could only struggle as he felt his very life slowly slip from him.

“Henrik..!” The voice started so softly, gradually getting louder as time progressed; beginning to fill the room and soon it was like a miracle occured. “Henrik wake up!”

The doctor woke with a startled yelp, his grey-blue eyer scanning the surrounding area frantically. A clamy hand was put to his neck, as he tried to feel for any signs of attempted strangulation. Henrik’s eyes finally met the others, full of worry and concern.

“Hen..” Chase put a hand on Henrik’s shoulder and pulled him closer. “are you okay?” There was no response from his partner, just silence as he stared at him as if he needed to process the others existance to keep himself sane. “Please say something Henrik..you’re worrying me..”

The only words to escape him was his name.  “Ch..Chase..” More warm tears forced their way out as he clung to his partner tightly and sobbed. “Thank Gott..!!” The other did his best to comfort.

“Hey..hey..” Chase gently squeazed his shoulder, attempting to ground him to help calm him down. “Breathe..deep breaths for me okay Baby Blue..?” The other snuggled closer to Chase, as if he was too afraid to let him go. “Do..you want to talk about it?” Henrik shook his head and clung tighter. 

“Nein..I..I don’t want to think about it” Henrik sniffled, his voice cracking still.

Chase only sighed and held him closer, pulling the covers over the two. “That’s okay..you don’t have to.” He placed a soft kiss on his boyfriends forehead and then cheek. “Let’s cuddle until you can fall asleep again okay?” Henrik nodded softly, and nuzzled Chase’s chest.

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Chase looked at the other, and noticed he was finally asleep. All he could do is smile as he kissed his forehead. “Goodnight Baby Blue..sweet dreams.”

[neurodivergentcutie]

TW: SI

I’m suicidal for the first time in almost 2 years.

I don’t see many reasons left to hang on. I’m suffocating.

[mixdgrlproblems]

The essay “Are You Half?” by @ericakanesaka thinks about how the bullying and death of #HanaKimura, a #multiethnic star of the Japanese reality TV show #TerraceHouse, exposes the violence that underlies fantasies of inclusion for #multiracial people. * * * I found this essay interesting and a must read for anyone who has taken part in toxic bashing of reality tv stars. With the current #Vanderpump scandal, the #SelenaGomez & #HaileyBieber drama and the frequent online bullying of celebs, it's hard to believe that we have to remind people that these are real people with their own personal battles. The pandemic brought on a rise in racist online bullying bc trolls had nothing better to do. I've taken many social media breaks due to receiving harassment myself. It does take a toll. It hurts. Besides poor Hana, we have lost quite a few multiracial/ethnic/poc due to suicide during the pandemic such as #CheslieKryst #Twitch #JasFly. Be kind to each other. You can read the full article at the #linkinbio. #haafu #hafu #mixedgirlproblems #twsuicide https://www.instagram.com/p/CqG08gUuSR6/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[jinxstinx]

….This is like when the hospital psych ward lost my paperwork — so they couldn’t find me in the system—-They basically just shrugged and let me go….🤷🏻‍♂️

[iseldomunderstand]

"..."

"This is gonna sound entirely insane but would you be game to talk, from one person wanting to die to another, to try and find things worth living for in each other's life?"

[peepbaby13]

TW : Attempted Suicide, family, abuse

We love how my brother attempted suicide last night. And went to the hospital(he is medically okay now)

But NO ONE(my parents or other siblings) thought to call me.

My brother's phone died so he couldn't.

But I found out because I checked my Snapchat and it showed I had a message from him, even though I didn't get a notification.

But then I called my other sibling, but they assumed that my mum had called me.. which she did not.

So I didn't find out until nearly 12pm, when this all happened at 3am.

Ps. My mother is abusive and has never really cared. She continues to never inform me of important situations or anything. Just because I don't live there anymore doesn't mean I wouldn't want to know what's happening.

She is fucking useless

[pariahofromance]

Maths for a 20ft nose dive; 20ft drop + concrete floor = 3 fractured ribs, sprained ankle, feelings of failure

[chaospile-system]

Ich will nicht mehr leben. Ich tu allen nur weh, selbst denen die ich am meisten liebe. Ich will tot sein damit ich niemandem mehr weh tun kann. Ich bin ein Monster und schaffs nicht mich zu ändern. Bitte, kann mich wer töten und es wie ein Unfall aussehen lassen damit mein Vater und Freund nicht allzu enttäuscht sind? Bitte. Ich halt das nicht mehr aus.

[optimistictragedykid]

Presentation is due in 14 hours and 30 minutes (i have not started yet) (i dont know how to start it) (i dont know what I'm doing) (im already terrible at the class' subject) (seriously considering just shedding my soul out of my body so i don't have to present) (the depression is hitting hard)

[iwanttoholdon]

It's getting bad again.

It's like living in an old home you want to escape from, but no matter how far you go, you carry that home in your heart. I carry the weight of this broken home, this lonely little girl, deep within my heart. It's painful how deeply both of these burdens cut and how heavy my heart feels. I've been trying so hard, giving my best, but deep down, I feel like none of it is working. It's disheartening and devastating.

My mind is foggy; I can't focus or think straight. I find myself crying before sleep and waking up in tears. I've lost interest in everything; it's becoming increasingly difficult to take care of myself. I often want to isolate myself; I lack the energy for anything else. Most of all, I've lost hope. I can't see any silver lining; my life feels like it's stuck in a never-ending loop. I don't want to seek help; I don't believe it would make a difference. I can't envision a future. I'm drowning in self-hatred, much like I did when I was just 13 years old. I'm consumed by sadness and depression. I'm failing in my relationships and at work because my mind is clouded with despair. I've lost my spark, my joy. My thoughts are filled with images from my past, things that no longer matter. I can't escape my haunting memories, the things I've done, the things happened to me, or how I've been shaped by it all. I'm trapped in my own thoughts, and I feel suicidal all the time. I can't shake the thought, the urge to end it all. I know the signs; I know when things get bad, and it's been bad for a while now, despite my best efforts. I know the coping strategies, I know how to fight back, but it feels like they don't work anymore. I know I'm losing myself, my spirit, my mind. Everything feels overwhelming. I can't handle my family issues, and I can't handle my relationships. I put on a tough mask, acting like nothing gets to me, but most of it brings me down.