martes, 18 de septiembre de 2007

--My Suicide--



Suicide is a form of murder--premeditated murder. It isn't something you do the first time you think of doing it. It takes getting used to. And you need the means, the opportunity, the motive. A successful suicide demands good organization and a cool head, both of which are usually incompatible with the suicidal syaye of mind.

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The motive is paramount. Without a strong motive, you're sunk.
My motives were weak: an American-history paper I didn't want to write and the quistion I'd asked months earlier, Why not kill myself? Dead, I wouldn't have to write the paper. Nor would I have to keep debating the question.
The debate was wearing me out. Once you've posed that question, it won't go away. I think many people kill themselves simply to stop the debate wether they will or they won't.

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Actually, it was only part of myself I wanted to kill: the part that wanted to kill herfelf, that dragged me into the suicide debate and made every window, kitchen implement, and subway station a rehearsal for tragedy.
I didn't figure this out, though, until after I had swallowed the fifty aspirin.

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Fragmento "Girl, Interrupted"
Susanna Kaysen


















Un espejo<---> Un reflejo

(de algún tiempo)













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Saber que nadie lee me deja decir cosas que de otra forma no diría...........

2 comentarios:

Lucía Gallicchio dijo...

... no me gustaron los últimos 2 posts... aunque entiendo que estudiar y no dormir me deprime saladooooo!!!!


Yo leo.


... a ver cuando nos vemos loca!
Besos.

poison apple dijo...

i read too... belive it or not .. we are in the same page... i tryed so many times to kill myself and try to be another person .. i think i did it ... already... now i dont know who i am anymore !!!
i started to repress my feelings to the ones that loves me and try not to feel or let feel everyone else love 4 me ....
it is not right , i am not me ...
should i start loving it or hating it ....