Novel & Cerita Suicide Quotes Dark

Yes, that will do. If you guys are wondering what a blind kid is seeing. Well, I can't see anything. That's it. Darkness. Dullness. I can't see but, I thank the heavens every single day that I can still hear them. It's just getting worse day by day. Although I can't be a burden here, I can't do anything but just thank them. They are the light in my dark path. They are my guide and I'm more than thankful for that. Curse that bastard. It's his fault. I can't be what I want to be anymore. I'll just be a bother with my whole life, am I? I can't help it. It's getting worse. I can feel this stupid tears building inside their cage, again. No no. I don't. I won't cry. Not again. Please, don't come o

Have you seen the light, or are you still afraid to emerge from the darkness? P-please.. Enough.. "Sheena?" I blinked and looked at Ms. Sierra, who was worried about me. "Miss Sierra." She hugged me, and I couldn't stop crying as she hugged me. "Don't let yourself be trapped in the dark; you need someone to free yourself truly, or everything will end," she said quietly, leaving me speechless. I was stunned as I sat in front of Father Ronaldo's coffin. I'll never forget what Ms. Sierra told me. I'm not sure, but everything she said to me had meaning.

“ I will kill you. Just don’t make me so.” “YOU ARE A COWARD, Leon!” A great sorrow and pain rose from the bottom of my heart, I couldn’t take it but wish to die. “Kill me!” At last, I shouted out at the top of my lungs, then, the darkness hit me. I fainted.

Once again I heard my name from the most familiar voice and then everything went away from me. Finally. ***** Hey hey hey everyone. Sorry about another late update. My bad. I just wanted you to know that suicide is never an option. There is always someone out there who loves you but you just don't know it yet. Besides, God loves you and he doesn't plan that you die without enjoying your life. Xoxo 💋

You know you need to solve this alone, but you just don't have the power to do it, to do anything at all. Some say, people who commit suicide are selfish, because they dont think about the ones that love them.. it's not true, they just want to end the pain, they shouldn't see them struggling. Suicide seems the only antidote to end the pain, that we cant stand anymore.. it's not about a break up, or the loss of a job, it's about all the pain that others caused us through our lives.. Someday, you can feel like you are on top of the world.. but this feeling keeps on coming back, and you can't help it.. you can love yourself, but it doesn't matter.. you are empty, and full of emotions at the sam

*“The true darkness stirs.” ---

Because if he had, then it meant someone, at last, had glimpsed the truth of me. The other one cleared his throat softly, breaking the tension. His tone was lighter, but careful. “Madam,” he said, almost conversationally, “complete darkness can be beautiful too.” I blinked at him, surprised. My voice came out quieter than I intended. “How so?” He gave a small, almost rueful smile. “It is said that without the dark, we can’t see the stars.” The answer was simple. But something in it tugged at me. The faintest smile ghosted my lips, bitter but genuine for a heartbeat. “I’m afraid there’s nothing else left to see for me in this world.”

Only to be killed by these two psychos? “I'm not scared of death, Joaquin.” The side of my lips curled up. He can threaten me with all things, but not with death. “Why do you think I attempted suice countless times? Death, that's what I want. And if you will kill me today, then I shall be grateful because you will fulfill a wish of mine,” I might die here, but who cares? I kept asking for this, and maybe the God above is finally granting my wish.

You've been killing me softly And finally, the pain is too much Oh And I'm all out of whiskey To soak up the damage you've done Oh It's there is anything I'm guilty or of It's loving you too much If anybody asked how we died Call it suicide Don't fabricate Just tell them, baby It was suicide Don't sugarcoat it, just let them know..... Ahhhh, Call it suicide Oh... Don't fabricate (No don't fabricate it) Just tell them, baby It was suicide (It was...) Don't sugarcoat it, just let them know Ohhh...baby Just let them know Ohhh, just...heyy, hey

Grey warned. “Ready your coffin, Virgo,” Dark’s voice cut through, cold and final. “Dead,” Palvin said with a grin. “Farewell, you monkeys,” Grey added. “May your ugly soul find heaven,” Alfonso joked. “Amen,” Palvin said. “Boss, don’t be like that. Please. Think of the babes,” someone whimpered. “Move your a*s, three idiots. Kill the bastard with the bazooka or I will kill you all. Choose,” Dark barked.