Suicidal Quotes Novels & Stories

SOFIA I swear to the Gods I am going to kill a prince. I am going to kill him, and I don’t care if I get thrown in jail and I’m to stay there forever; I don’t care if I get executed; that will probably be the solution to all my problems. Shit. I can’t believe I told him that. I told my bully that I was suicidal; now he probably thinks he’s won, and he has that much of an effect on me; it’s probably elevated his ego. I’m such a fucking idiot!

He said as he reached for her shoulder and made her turn around, her eyes meeting his. "You....you're crying. Are you ok?" He said as he used his thumb to clean the tears from her eyes, his face portraying concern. "I just can't be happy, i cannot even make myself to be happy. I do not know why. I just have the thoughts of harming myself, letting my soul leave this world" "Killing yourself will not solve anything Susanna" "I don't have anything to live for so that is the more reason i feel like killing myself" "Can you live for me?"

TW: mentions of abortion and suicidal ideation. What if I finally die? That’s what I thought every day. Then I would stop being a burden to everyone and all the voices of the dead would finally shut up. I'd stop being a burden to myself. I would be better off with the Traga ancestors and, though they already plagued me day and night they would be the only voices. They won't be in my head anymore. I'd be a part of them. I'd ask Traga himself why he hated me so much. Why did he let me come into this world of rejection and shame? Incapable of love and passion.

He shouted while pointing to the stairs. "No, Dad please!" She pleases him but he doesn't hear anything from her, "Please," At last, she said to her father leaves her. ****** "I want to be with you but———I don't want you to get hurt," She's still crying. "Why didn't you tell me? Why did you push me to leave you alone while you are hurting?!" Memphis shred tears too. "He's going to kill you, If I didn't follow him he's going kill you! And I don't want it cause I Love You, Memphis! I Love You!" She shouted in pain, Memphis stand up and hugged her.

Why does she want to kill herself. "I know this isn't the way to speak to someone who's suicidial but why do you want to kill yourself?,are you even thinking at all?,if you die,it's the people that you left behind that will feel the pain and you will suffer in hell,I hope you know that."I said to her angrily. "Michelle.... stop."Lucas replied.

The least I could do for Violet's friend. "On his first anniversary, I almost committed suicide. He was my everything, so the thoughts of joining him wherever he was, lingered. I slit my wrist but somehow I survived. I didn't want it to happen again. I'm afraid of dying. My life is messed up and I feel dying is the only way out. But I don't want to die" She revealed.

a dark scowl coated his face as he warned me. I froze. "Expect me tomorrow. " Casting me one more dehumanizing glance, he left. I stumbled backwards, his threat echoing in my head. You will not only pay with your life, but your mother's. I collapsed on the floor, the little life in me vanished. You will not only pay with your life, but your mother's. Suicide. Should I just end this all? Should I end this with a stab to my chest? Or an overdose? Or perhaps, a dive to the pool? What should I do? I gazed heavenwards, just as a single tear ran from my eye.

He added after a few moments: I told you that I will lose the pleasure of torturing you if you continue to hurt yourself.. He added sarcastically while raising his head slightly looking at me: Are you trying to commit suicide? I replied indifferently: The last thing I would do is commit suicide because of you, Chris. I haven't lost my mind yet, but holding you accountable doesn't seem like a bad idea! "Good idea, but you shouldn't die from something like that!" You have to die for something else, Charlotte!

I warned her. Aniston turned around fully to look at me. "Is that blood on your sleeves?" She asked me. I followed the direction of her eyes to my sleeve and I quickly folded them. "Tomato sauce. You see, someone stole my fucking car and I had to take a bloody cab with tomato sauce stains on the seats. It was disgusting" "My apologies. I needed the car. I can't exactly walk to my chosen suicide venue, that would be madness" I exhaled. "For someone who wants out of this life, you are unusually chatty. Take a step down from the ledge Aniston, it will do well for my mental health especially with the way you are dangling that key you are holding"

“There are times that I want to die. I feel so guilty for living. The kid that shot them, was my student. Had he taken those pills a few hours earlier, it might have been me that died.” “If it had been you, would you want your men to spend the rest of their lives alone?” Joshua asked over the phone. “Would you want them to stop doing everything that they loved? Everything that made them who they were?” “No." Came the soft reply. “Then stop demanding it of yourself." “Thank you, Joshua.” “You’re welcome sweetheart.”