self-destructive thoughts Quotes

Fool that I am," said he,"that I did not tear out my heart the day I resolved to revenge myself".

Your worst enemy cannot harm you as much as your own unguarded thoughts.

Being unheard is the ground floor of giving up, and giving up is the ground floor of doing yourself in. It’s not so much, what’s the point? It’s more like, what’s the difference?

If wild my breast and sore my pride, I bask in dreams of suicide, If cool my heart and high my head I think 'How lucky are the dead.

When even despair ceases to serve any creative purpose, then surely we are justified in suicide.

I sometimes think we deserve to die, we're all so goddamned stupid.

I will do my best to dodge tonight's depression Hide in sleep Damage myself in dreams Wake up older, slightly more used.

I have been a depressed person most of m life. I was always in the throes of self-hatred.

I wanted to know that he would be okay if I died. I wanted to not be a grenade, to not be a malevolent force in the lives of people I loved.

I've been with a lot of women, but who's counting? It's nothing I'm proud of. It's a physical need. Sometimes afterwards I just want to blow my brains out, it's so meaningless.

Why does the mind do such things? Turn on us, rend us, dig the claws in. If you get hungry enough, they say, you start eating your own heart. Maybe it's much the same.

I don't want to see anyone. I lie in the bedroom with the curtains drawn and nothingness washing over me like a sluggish wave. Whatever is happening to me is my own fault. I have done something wrong, something so huge I can't even see it, something that's drowning me. I am inadequate and stupid, without worth. I might as well be dead.

Only thought which does violence to itself is hard enough to shatter myth.

But I'm not ready to stop listening to the screwed-up inner voice that's been ordering me around for a lifetime. My head thinks it can kill me... and go on living without me.

I see a sea of millions of people going down with their own negative thoughts, going down for the third time in this big sea of iniquity and negativity.

Self-hatred is worse than loneliness.

Do I want to die from the inside out or the outside in?

Evil thought is a dangerous pet. It is safer to play with it from behind the iron bars of circumstance.

One thought-murder a day keeps the psychiatrist away.

If you think all the time every day of your life, you might as well kill yourself today and be happier tomorrow.

For a moment, staring down and realizing what I'd just done, I wanted to throw myself in after him, because surely there was no way I could go on living now.

A single thought has the power of a bullet: either it can destroy you or it can help you immensely.

With curious art the brain, too finely wrought, Preys on herself, and is destroyed by thought.

I cannot shut you out the way I shut the others out, so maybe I can destroy you. Must destroy you?