Suicidesilence Stories

A boy named Nick meets a girl, her name was Celest. As Celest gets in major trouble, her entire school schedule gets changed. Coincidentally, she got every single class with this boy, Nick. Eventually, they fall in love with each-other, but Nick has his own problems and doesn't feel like he can trust anyone with his heart at the moment. Secrets unfold, truth gets absorbed like a sponge. Unfortunate ending. What happens in the story? Will their 'relationship' get any better? What are these secrets? Read this story and find out!

The story follows Meira's journey of love, betrayal, and self-discovery as she navigates heartbreak, loss, and ultimately, her decision to end her life.

It's kinda just like a little useless vent place of an 18 y/o transmasc individual who is also mentally ill... y'all can read it if you want... it'll probably just be very sad and depressing so TRIGGER WARNING for everything on here.

Do we tell people things?

Ever heard of the coldness of fire .... Can this cold fire establish trust between betrayal ones??? Can this cold fire end the war of the dark world ??? Or will it be the same OLD COLD FIRE as heard from the decades ????

Sooner or later, I will heal, all the wounds will heal, my heart is going to be just one big piece and not a bunch of them. I will forget him, I won't love him, I will be just around nice people, but I don't think that I will manage to stay alive till then. Everything just sucks so much to be honest. So, I will reach all my goals in my next life, but what... what if this is our only life, what if after death, or souls stays dead, just like our body. My soul is tiered, I don't think that it would like to live, not now and not in another life. Why shouldn't I take the pain from my soul away, why should I stay alive and watch my soul suffer?

This is similar to the one I wrote previously. You can can call it a sequel if you want. There is all dark poetry but this book also has some motivational and inspirational poems. There is not as much media in this as much as the previous one.

«MAJOR TW» "Sometimes Holding On Does More Damage Than Letting Go"

Finn is a normal boy until he gets these crazy thoughts . finn dosent kowm why i mean he has a great life he has an amazing boyfriend ans a great family but no one konws what about to happen until the get that regretful phone call. "Hello" "He's dead troye" "W.What....?"

[WARNING]-[SUICIDE] If I died today, Would you remember me tomorrow?

This may be short and my first story so I hope you like it but it's about the lost of Mitch Lucker the nicest guy you could ever meet he was really talented too he went by Mitch R.I.P Mitchell Lucker Your'll dearly missed by everyone

"What is the reason for me to live?" asked the boy while crying alone in the dark, waiting for someone to notice he was in pain. He was losing himself because he didn't understand anything about his life. Until he met a girl that gave him a strange feeling when they first met. He questioned the girl over and over, and at last... He found himself... This is part of "Because I am Human" with the boy character's perspective in the story. You can find different kinds of feelings from the character from a different perspective! Page cover Source : Pinterest I will be glad if you can design the cover for me! Please, send me a message if you gladly volunteer to design it! 😊

I remember it like it was yesterday I remember crying screaming your name wishing that it was a sick joke that someone was playing and I wouldn't have even cared but no it was true you were gone...

Depression is the only thing I ever did right, if you take that away from me then what do I have left? Whoever is reading this, the onset of insanity starts slowly...then all at once. I will be painted as the villain and be blamed for all that happened, but I wanted to write this, not to prove my innocence but to show you that there were integral steps that you all made me take to get here. I may not have asked for help the traditional way and I see that was my fault, but I did ask for help. Maybe not in words, but I did ask for help far many times before I reached this. Whoever is reading this, this is not an apology.

Short story (poem-ish)

*WARNING* THIS STORY I AM ABOUT TO SHARE MAY BE LONG AS CRAP! IT MAY ALSO CONTAIN SADNESS AT THE END OF THIS! VIEWERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED! Enjoy the story! 😊 Also there will be only 2 parts of this and then maybe a little bit of a side story of mine to it as well.

A Kenadee Lucker Fanfic. Its been eleven years since dad died, and im sixteen now, it's been that long and I still miss him more than ever. I wish dad was here to see me today. I'm a singer just like him, I even have my own band, and this summer we're touring.

the letter I wish you read.

my little first story please listen to "street spirit" from radiohead while reading the story