Posts tagged: death
I posted this three times tonight and had three people tell me that I helped save their life. Thank you to those people who have decided to struggle through to let us enjoy the gift of one more day of their prescence gracing us all. I hope that you all reblog this, to save another few. Because we all dserve another chance and hope in life. I went to the hospital 6 times before I decided to keep my life but I hope none of you suffer that much. And I hope you all can make that scary, seemingly painful, blind, hoping, wonderful step to live.
I want to help you in any way I can. ANYTHING. I mean it. If I had had someone stay with me and text me or talk to me all night, just one time, it would have changed my life. I know how hard those nights can be.
^I love this girl more than words can express.
foundmywaywheniwaslost: I am always here if anyone ever needs to talk/vent. You have a purpose, Please Stay Alive. <3
Not just for tonight but for the rest of your life. You have so much to look forward to in the future that if you choose to kill yourself, it will be the biggest mistake of your life. You’re going to miss out on people you’ll never be able to meet, kids you’ll never have, a partner to love or partys to go to. There’s just too much that you’ll miss out on. You deserve and have the right to be here as much as the person next to you does. You’re just a drop in the ocean. You were meant to be here and you have a purpose. Don’t ever forget that. And if you feel like you don’t, just believe in yourself because you do. If you ever feel worthless or like shit, know that I love you and those dicks that tell you shit are jealous that you’re who you are because there’s something about you that they wish they could have. Please stay strong and never give up because things DO GET BETTER.
3rd time I reblog this xx
Keep your self awake, I hope your here to stay. This day is not yet over, let me be your four leaf clover.
Reblogged it and queued it so it’ll post tomorrow too. And the next day and the next so I hope I can save someone. We all love you.
someone messaged me this morning saying it helped and thanked me, so im reblogging this again, and queuing it. stay strong guys.
I reblog this whenever I see it. If you don’t reblog it, unfollow me right now. If you don’t care enough to put this simple picture on your blog, I’m judging you.
The very first time that I reblogged this, I had someone message me the next day saying that because of me, they didn’t kill themself. From then on whenever I see anything like this on Tumblr it’s an instant reblog for me. After receiving that message it just changed something in me. Whenever anyone I see on my dash is having thoughts of self-harm or even suicide, I automatically go to their page and offer them even just an ear to listen. Nearly all of them I receive messages back from saying that they are grateful, and they end up sharing their story with me, and in return I give them advice as best I can. Several of them have said that their lives have gotten much better because they opened up and sought out help.
Out of those people, I’d say at least 5 have even gone so far as to say that they didn’t kill themself because of me. That is, I kid you not, the best feeling in the world.
I needed this reminder.
If you want help, I’m here, 24/7. 520.419.8232 (USA) email@example.com (other). I love you.
Well mine is Captain Jack and Death.
Listen to me, dammit! I have been there, am often there. I leave my phone near my head, on sound, every night. Please, call me if you ever need it. My phone is always on during class, too. I want you to call me. If you are outside the U.S., I can only promise e-mailing. Please, I am serious. I love you and I want you to come to me. I don’t mind losing some sleep if it means helping you. I love you. Whether or not I know you. I don’t care. I will answer it. I want you to promise me you will come to me, even if it seems stupid. Even if you never want to tell me your name. I am here for you. I love you. Please, stay safe. 520.419.8232 firstname.lastname@example.org
But not only am I triggered, but I also want to take the pills I have……..
Ugh. FML. x66666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666
okay. so my family has been bitching at me since they got home for not taking my meds (I was about to miss the bus, for fuck’s sake!). Everyone was like “SEE?! YOU’RE SO MUCH NICER WHEN YOU’VE TAKEN THE DAMN MEDS”. I STEPPED ON FUCKING LEGOS SO STFU. And that makes me want to cut. I will cut. omg I fucking will cut. nnngh. oh, and my family? Won’t stop fucking call me fucking fat or a depressed bitch or stupid or asshole…. i’m done. ugh.
oh. plus. they are lucky they get me to take any fucking meds. i take it to get them to shut the goddamn fuck up. i slit up my wrists tonight.
I want to jump
I want to drown
I want to die
on the spot
It’s my need
I’m suffocating in my own life
my own shoes
my own house
I must stop breathing
Hold on a little bit longer
where and when
Should I leave a note?
Hold on a little bit longer
you’ll be fine
just don’t do it.
it’s what I was put
on this earth to do
Please don’t do it!
It’s my reason I’m here
Because that’s the way I must
I need it
no I don’t
yes you do
I’ll never be back
I am suffocated in my own life
-Rina 16 November 2008 (15.01)
I dont think I handed it in though. I think I handed in something about doctor who instead.
Umm.. Yeah.. I never gave it a title. Umm.. What do you think?
Is there something wrong?
I whisper ‘No’
When my life falls apart
I dont let it show.
Tell me whats wrong
No, really, Im ‘fine’
Stages of Deterioration in the Human Body
The Moment Of Death:
1. The heart stops.
2. The skin gets tight and ashen in color.
3. All the muscles relax.
4. The bladder and bowels empty.
5. The body temperature begins to drop 1 1/2 degrees Fahrenheit per hour.
After 30 minutes:
6. The skin gets purple and waxy.
7. The lips, fingernails, and toenails fade to a pale color.
8. Blood pools at the bottom of the body.
9. The hands and feet turn blue.
10. The eyes sink into the skull.
After 4 hours:
11. Rigor mortis has set in.
12. The purpling of the skin and the pooling of the blood continue.
13. Rigor continues to tighten muscles for another 24 hours or so.
After 12 hours:
14. The body is in full rigor mortis.
After 24 hours:
15. The body is now the temperature of the surrounding environment.
16. In males, the semen dies.
17. The head and neck are now a greenish-blue color.
18. The greenish-blue color spreads to the rest of the body.
19. There is a pervasive smell of rotting meat.
After 3 days:
20. The gas in the body tissues forms large blisters on the skin.
21. The whole body begins to bloat and swell grotesquely.
22. Fluids leak from the mouth, nose, vagina, and rectum.
After 3 weeks:
23. The skin, hair, and nails are so loose they can easily be pulled off the corpse.
24. The skin bursts open on many places on the body.
25. Decomposition will continue until the body is nothing but skelital remains, a process that can take a month or so in hot climates, and two months or more in cold climates.