@nightterrorPsychologist — #violence
I live in a constant state of being unsure if I want to kill someone else or just myself. #violence #cw-self-harm #cw-suicide
Ten and thrity seven stab wounds. #violence
And now it sounds like someone is getting stabbed down the street; sure why not?
If I get murdered I really hopes its not by being pushed onto train tracks or being tied to then like a damsel in distress from a 1940's or 50's cartoon. It's just too boring of a death or too stupid no matter how painful it would be.
Honestly I think most people are really missing out on the thrill of going to a pizza place with animatronics and having no idea if you would leave dead, on a stretcher, or completely fine.
What's a more terrifying death than being burried alive? I'm making a list of ways I could get murdered.
What concept is more terrifying in a situation in which you have been forced to dig your own grave? Being fully aware the grave is yours or being unaware until the last minute? I can see a reasonable argument for both situations so I would be curious about other peoples opinions on the concept.
Perhaps my buried alive concept is too generic but the more I think about it the more I realize I'd rather have someone murder me in a horrific and nightmarish manner than to die by my own hands... A part of it is to lessen my guilt over these feelings I will admit.
I've changed my mind about the burried alive thing from yesterday, not that I don't want someone to bury me alive, trapping me with nothing but my screams and tears until I'm out of oxygen, I just also want this senario to include me being the one to dig my own grave knowingly or not. I think it would make it all that much more terrifying.
I want someone to bury me alive, leaving me with nothing but my screams until I run out of air.
I need someone to bash my skull in, or just put me out of my misery in general it doesn't have to be gruesome, though preferably I be killed in a gruesome manner.
Apparently Dave experiences similar phenomena as my coughing up blood on a semi regular basis and just never told anyone. I'm once again wondering if it is ethical to murder my brother...
There is nothing I've wanted more today than to peel the flesh off my arms and break the bones into shards.
Does anyone else ever feel the immense desire to rip you skin off on account of it feeling wrong?
Error is going to kill me after this game (Among Us).
I don't think I can so much as breath without her telling me to die in a ditch somewhere...
I can barely move my arms to send messages, I'm largely relying on auto correct. They're not heavy or numb, they hurt, as though I had set my arms on fire several times over.
I'm going to stab the next person who calls me Rosa. #violence