Boink_Tastic

Status: i probably love ed sheeran more than you.
Joined: February 28, 2010
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Birthday: February 8
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i'm alex. i'm 16 years old, and the entire cat population is my bestfriend.
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Ed Sheeran @EdSheeran                                                                                 5 Feb
Either my wisdom teeth are growing or or there's a little person in my mouth with a butchers knife going HAM. Ouch.
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[Failed attempt at twitter lol]


I don't want you to cry anymore; not a single tear,
because your eyes are the prettiest I've seen.
and your lips are far too fragile to frame
pictures of frowns.
so please, just kiss me instead.
the next time you wake up in the morning
feeling anything less than beautiful;
know I find you to be prettier than
all the flowers in the hills,
and all the waves in the ocean,
know I love you
in every
single
way.


-not my format/quote-

 
   

 

EVERYBODY  LOSES
WE ALL GOT BRUISES

 
 
The worst part about my depression?

I have no reason to be depressed.

I have an entire family of people who are there for me.
I have a mom and dad who love me.
I have 3 very close friends.
I have decent grades.
I'm very fortunate..
Yet I'm still depressed.
I still struggle to find hope for happiness.
I still cut. I still make myself sick. 
It makes me hate myself even more.
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                                                      YOU COULD WRITE A BOOK                ON HOW TO                                                   
                                    [x]                     


    ruin

                                                     (( someone's perferct day  ))






I hope you
think of me,
and how I'm
stuck here
with the
ghost
of what we
used to be.

 




       “Does February march?"
“No, but April may”












It's funny. How close I am to killing myself.
Or going back to my old ways of cutting.
It's like everyone sees my sadness.
But they don't even care. 
Maybe I'm wrong.
Maybe I cover it up so good,
and wrap it like a present.
And that present is so pretty,
that they wont even look at the truth.
But I can't be this person.
Always crying into my pillow.
Secluding myself when I'm sad. 
Saying funny things so people don't see the hurt behind it.
I want to die.

You want to know the reason I'm sad.

It's probably the loneliness. 
I've never felt more alone in my life


And no one cares.