I was so scared in that room. For why I did not know. I felt the thick air come over me. He walked closer. My breath became quicker. I paniced. A suffocating feeling came across me. How could I be feeling this way. I wanted him so bad. I couldn’t take this feeling, and pushed him off of me.
courtenay
It is so hot in the house I may just suffocate. is it bad that I think I may suffocate because I can never be alone and quiet? I am so lucky in my life, but I feel like suffocating.
fishwife
I feel as if I might suffocate if the laundry does not hurry & dry!!! Now! I must leave! Now! I’m late! Now!
JLT
as I was suffocating, i could feel all of the water suppressing my breaths, filling my lungs and permeating my clothing. I knew that I was done for as my skin turned blue, as I was deprived of oxygen. I couldn’t believe that I was dying, but I knew that my time had come. I thought about all of the good times that I had, and slowly faded away.
John Carinhas
there’s that word again..
that ridiculous word.
LOVE. it’s like, everytime i say it, i choke on it. it suffocates me, and i cant breathe past the letters that are lodged in my throat.
The ‘L’ is the sharpest. It’s the one that cuts the deepest on it’s way out of my throat.
and now i cant talk. because love took my voice.
Love ruined my voice.
Cheney
I suffocate to the premises of the side,
the interior collapses and I cannot breathe.
The inside of the exterior lies,
as my mind diffuses its suffocation.
I lie breathless in a sea of despair,
as I stand close in my stride.
The end begins, and I can’t see,
what is there left to be?
Jimmy Boy
suffocate is a sweet word because its a good english word and it has a common meaning. But its interesting cause people look poorly upon it. I mean no one ever just walks up to someone and starts suffocating them. its just not right…but the question is…why isnt it right? what makes this so much different than putting an animal down.
Pat Hale
Her hands round his throat, squeezing, draining the life from him…wondering what it would feel like to snuff out existence for him. She held it there…held him there in that dark terror, feeling exultant and scared at once.
Jilly
im feel like im suffocating. i cant stop. im drowning myself in my own skin. i cant run away from myself.
whitespot
as he held the bag over my head in the dark closet, i did’t know how much time i would have left. or when i would ever see my family or loved ones again.
alyssa palella
i suffocate when not breathing. duh. ok i’m currently breathing so i’m not suffocating. water is bad for you because you can suffocate in water. you shouldn’t go swimming because you can drown by suffocation.
your mom
TO be with someone all the time. I don’t know why it happens I think it is the beast within us all. We strive to be free, from society, from the chains that so quickly ensnare us. Yet we look for herds. Those we can chain ourselves to through marriage, friendship, and the like. So we suffocate ourselves…Masochists
Lauren Medellin
I can breathe. I feel sorry for those who can’t. At this moment I am sure there is somebody who can’t breathe. I’m sorry for you. I hope you can breath soon.
Gifford
it’s what i feel everyday the pollution in the city is great. it’s real bad. i can’t think of anything else.
abhijat
i pressed my face into the pillow to feel what it would be suffocate I felt my body start to panic, my lungs gasping for oxygen, the will to live kicking in. I almost wanted to keep going, but I am not going to give in because of him. Flashes of memory, rain dripping down my face, his eyes, his hands, his lips. “Look at me. Look at me.” No, I do not belong to you any more.
Skyla
to not be able to breath. when somebody sticks by you day and night to the point you just want to scream. Parents sometimes decide they cant trust what their children are doing so they follow them around foot to foot to the point it makes the kid do what they have been trying to prevent all along. a panic attack!! When you eat something your allergic to. Somebody holding a pillow over your face. looking for my inhaler and not being able to find it. Being stuck in a elevator with twenty other people. Not being in control of your own life. When your nose is stopped up due to a severe head cold. waking up realizing your nose has stopped up during the night.
Mary C
The deep asphyxiation of the water filled my body as I descended the cliff. All I could feel was the water rushing my lungs then the silence that filled my ears. It was the ultimate release.
aznpaige
everything on television tonight had this feeling to it. i was so bored i wanted to suffocate. not myself, like die. but someone else. my roomate in particular with his crap tv and constant doritos. always the doritos. surprised he doesn’t suffocate all on his own.
d5blokes
suffocate- i was suffocating in my own despair. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think straight anymore. As a third wave washed over me, I knew I was going to die. I never thought I would die like this. IT JUST WASN’T FAIR!
Christel
i like it when im having sex, it feels really good, it always gets me pregnant, so i can get another abortion which i love, because i hate little fuck up jew bags fuck faced kids
jake okdfd
this is something we did as children, stupidly. lined up against the white wall of the new girl’s house from Costa Rica, we all wanted to be her friend. we were ten. she had this game, she said. where we put our hands hard against our throats, so hard that we would pass out, just for a second.
Sarah Buchanan
why this again? let me out let me out. this word is suffocating me… let me have another please. eplease. I want another word to play with please stretch ye old brain please. hoooooorah
just. let. me. go. and .breathe please. bah. bahahaa. machine gun, ick!! let me have this… last sentence… now. just this last one.
horace
i pretend to suffocate everytime i go to sleep i think pretend to die slowly from suffocation so as to prepare to die maybe the most peaceful of all deaths just the body slowing ddown down down down…..down
marlon
Deception pervades the air in my lungs and I cannot breathe. What was pure in now contaminated, and beautiful memories rot away. I am only left with a putrid carcass as a keepsake.
Jennifer C.
i suffocate when i wake up and realize life is still going on, i must live another day of feedback realiz
psychoticartists.blogspot
Sometimes this is how I feel. Too much goes wrong in life too fast, I soon feel suffocated. Soon I’ll breath again, I just have to know that air is coming
Brian Journagan
suffocate. I do this every time I enter that damn stage. My lungs give out and I gasp but no air emerges. fear of the stage suffocates me. no longer should I be afraid.
Angelisa Turner
and as we are suffocated in the middle of his plastic bag, they are drinking their champagne in an intricate manner. The world does not discuss suffocation in a form of artistic aspect but to suffocate oneself is a for of entertainment for some.
cky
You collaspe around me, I don’t know what to do or think. The world is black, my fingers are cold. I don’t where I am or how we got here, but I hate this . You’re smothering me. I can’t breathe.
Kayla Wagner
to suffocate is life itself. The body of a human is built to suffocate the mind of a truly blessed experience.
To suffocate also brings understanding to how precious life is. In the danger of death is when we notice the precious things about living.
Beans
A pillow over your face as you sleep. A lover scorned by your betrayed and hatred. why do you need to breath, and take a way precious oxygen from the rest of the world. This is your end of days, good luck.
The reality of life continues to suffocate and will continue as long as time exists.
Vince
It was a dark dark day and the clouds fell around me. The fog was so dense it had my breath trapped inside. My mind was full of so many thoughts that I truly couldn’t think straight as my walk started to become a stumble. Head reeling and brain tired, I lied in the grass beneath the trees.
Jeakams
breathing is hard. dying. pillow on the face. can’t breath. choking. need air. ahhhh. I can’t think of other words.
Going to the hospital. face turning blue. lack of oxygen. It’s bad. Suffocating is very bad.
:(
EEP
the gas in the room was suffocating. It was fired by the enemy in the battle of battenberg. We were all in the trenches waiting for our orders to march.
The enemy attacked before
vidyadhara
a feeling of complete inability to change the situation at hand. this may come from lack of choice or simply lack of ambition. to suffocate is to be a little death. suffocation is the end of the dream.
vamvam
As Larry sits in the ominous glowing orb, he comes to a sudden realization. The pink gas emanating from the tubes isn’t merely scented, it’s also of the suffocating variety. However, the scent is quite delightful.
Lev Cantoral
can’t breathe… Gasping for air… Pillows over the face… Death… murder… Life is at the end for one poor soul… It is done, over, Goodbye world…
Drag0nnymph
there i was tryingto swollow this huge peaace of apple pie but with all the strangers eyes on me i was starting to suffocate. stress….maybe…….anxiety….maybe but attempt after attempt was futile.
When i manage t swallow i was crowned pie eater of the year!!
Jaco Venter
Plastic suffocates. Not only the plastic bags one places over one’s head to kill themselves. But Plastic suffocates the environment through pollution. It suffocates creativity, it suffocates diversity. Is it any wonder that the world PLASTIC is an insult?
zeta_thompson
die. death no air vulnerable intimidating scared breath air helpless
I was so scared in that room. For why I did not know. I felt the thick air come over me. He walked closer. My breath became quicker. I paniced. A suffocating feeling came across me. How could I be feeling this way. I wanted him so bad. I couldn’t take this feeling, and pushed him off of me.
It is so hot in the house I may just suffocate. is it bad that I think I may suffocate because I can never be alone and quiet? I am so lucky in my life, but I feel like suffocating.
I feel as if I might suffocate if the laundry does not hurry & dry!!! Now! I must leave! Now! I’m late! Now!
as I was suffocating, i could feel all of the water suppressing my breaths, filling my lungs and permeating my clothing. I knew that I was done for as my skin turned blue, as I was deprived of oxygen. I couldn’t believe that I was dying, but I knew that my time had come. I thought about all of the good times that I had, and slowly faded away.
there’s that word again..
that ridiculous word.
LOVE. it’s like, everytime i say it, i choke on it. it suffocates me, and i cant breathe past the letters that are lodged in my throat.
The ‘L’ is the sharpest. It’s the one that cuts the deepest on it’s way out of my throat.
and now i cant talk. because love took my voice.
Love ruined my voice.
I suffocate to the premises of the side,
the interior collapses and I cannot breathe.
The inside of the exterior lies,
as my mind diffuses its suffocation.
I lie breathless in a sea of despair,
as I stand close in my stride.
The end begins, and I can’t see,
what is there left to be?
suffocate is a sweet word because its a good english word and it has a common meaning. But its interesting cause people look poorly upon it. I mean no one ever just walks up to someone and starts suffocating them. its just not right…but the question is…why isnt it right? what makes this so much different than putting an animal down.
Her hands round his throat, squeezing, draining the life from him…wondering what it would feel like to snuff out existence for him. She held it there…held him there in that dark terror, feeling exultant and scared at once.
im feel like im suffocating. i cant stop. im drowning myself in my own skin. i cant run away from myself.
as he held the bag over my head in the dark closet, i did’t know how much time i would have left. or when i would ever see my family or loved ones again.
i suffocate when not breathing. duh. ok i’m currently breathing so i’m not suffocating. water is bad for you because you can suffocate in water. you shouldn’t go swimming because you can drown by suffocation.
TO be with someone all the time. I don’t know why it happens I think it is the beast within us all. We strive to be free, from society, from the chains that so quickly ensnare us. Yet we look for herds. Those we can chain ourselves to through marriage, friendship, and the like. So we suffocate ourselves…Masochists
I can breathe. I feel sorry for those who can’t. At this moment I am sure there is somebody who can’t breathe. I’m sorry for you. I hope you can breath soon.
it’s what i feel everyday the pollution in the city is great. it’s real bad. i can’t think of anything else.
i pressed my face into the pillow to feel what it would be suffocate I felt my body start to panic, my lungs gasping for oxygen, the will to live kicking in. I almost wanted to keep going, but I am not going to give in because of him. Flashes of memory, rain dripping down my face, his eyes, his hands, his lips. “Look at me. Look at me.” No, I do not belong to you any more.
to not be able to breath. when somebody sticks by you day and night to the point you just want to scream. Parents sometimes decide they cant trust what their children are doing so they follow them around foot to foot to the point it makes the kid do what they have been trying to prevent all along. a panic attack!! When you eat something your allergic to. Somebody holding a pillow over your face. looking for my inhaler and not being able to find it. Being stuck in a elevator with twenty other people. Not being in control of your own life. When your nose is stopped up due to a severe head cold. waking up realizing your nose has stopped up during the night.
The deep asphyxiation of the water filled my body as I descended the cliff. All I could feel was the water rushing my lungs then the silence that filled my ears. It was the ultimate release.
everything on television tonight had this feeling to it. i was so bored i wanted to suffocate. not myself, like die. but someone else. my roomate in particular with his crap tv and constant doritos. always the doritos. surprised he doesn’t suffocate all on his own.
suffocate- i was suffocating in my own despair. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think straight anymore. As a third wave washed over me, I knew I was going to die. I never thought I would die like this. IT JUST WASN’T FAIR!
i like it when im having sex, it feels really good, it always gets me pregnant, so i can get another abortion which i love, because i hate little fuck up jew bags fuck faced kids
this is something we did as children, stupidly. lined up against the white wall of the new girl’s house from Costa Rica, we all wanted to be her friend. we were ten. she had this game, she said. where we put our hands hard against our throats, so hard that we would pass out, just for a second.
why this again? let me out let me out. this word is suffocating me… let me have another please. eplease. I want another word to play with please stretch ye old brain please. hoooooorah
just. let. me. go. and .breathe please. bah. bahahaa. machine gun, ick!! let me have this… last sentence… now. just this last one.
i pretend to suffocate everytime i go to sleep i think pretend to die slowly from suffocation so as to prepare to die maybe the most peaceful of all deaths just the body slowing ddown down down down…..down
Deception pervades the air in my lungs and I cannot breathe. What was pure in now contaminated, and beautiful memories rot away. I am only left with a putrid carcass as a keepsake.
i suffocate when i wake up and realize life is still going on, i must live another day of feedback realiz
Sometimes this is how I feel. Too much goes wrong in life too fast, I soon feel suffocated. Soon I’ll breath again, I just have to know that air is coming
suffocate. I do this every time I enter that damn stage. My lungs give out and I gasp but no air emerges. fear of the stage suffocates me. no longer should I be afraid.
and as we are suffocated in the middle of his plastic bag, they are drinking their champagne in an intricate manner. The world does not discuss suffocation in a form of artistic aspect but to suffocate oneself is a for of entertainment for some.
You collaspe around me, I don’t know what to do or think. The world is black, my fingers are cold. I don’t where I am or how we got here, but I hate this . You’re smothering me. I can’t breathe.
to suffocate is life itself. The body of a human is built to suffocate the mind of a truly blessed experience.
To suffocate also brings understanding to how precious life is. In the danger of death is when we notice the precious things about living.
A pillow over your face as you sleep. A lover scorned by your betrayed and hatred. why do you need to breath, and take a way precious oxygen from the rest of the world. This is your end of days, good luck.
The reality of life continues to suffocate and will continue as long as time exists.
It was a dark dark day and the clouds fell around me. The fog was so dense it had my breath trapped inside. My mind was full of so many thoughts that I truly couldn’t think straight as my walk started to become a stumble. Head reeling and brain tired, I lied in the grass beneath the trees.
breathing is hard. dying. pillow on the face. can’t breath. choking. need air. ahhhh. I can’t think of other words.
Going to the hospital. face turning blue. lack of oxygen. It’s bad. Suffocating is very bad.
:(
the gas in the room was suffocating. It was fired by the enemy in the battle of battenberg. We were all in the trenches waiting for our orders to march.
The enemy attacked before
a feeling of complete inability to change the situation at hand. this may come from lack of choice or simply lack of ambition. to suffocate is to be a little death. suffocation is the end of the dream.
As Larry sits in the ominous glowing orb, he comes to a sudden realization. The pink gas emanating from the tubes isn’t merely scented, it’s also of the suffocating variety. However, the scent is quite delightful.
can’t breathe… Gasping for air… Pillows over the face… Death… murder… Life is at the end for one poor soul… It is done, over, Goodbye world…
there i was tryingto swollow this huge peaace of apple pie but with all the strangers eyes on me i was starting to suffocate. stress….maybe…….anxiety….maybe but attempt after attempt was futile.
When i manage t swallow i was crowned pie eater of the year!!
Plastic suffocates. Not only the plastic bags one places over one’s head to kill themselves. But Plastic suffocates the environment through pollution. It suffocates creativity, it suffocates diversity. Is it any wonder that the world PLASTIC is an insult?
die. death no air vulnerable intimidating scared breath air helpless