MarnieFaith
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It's too late to say all the wonderful things that I thought of you.
Joined: December 12, 2012
Last Seen: 1 decade
user id: 341860
Location: Illinois sucks.
Gender: F
Joined: December 12, 2012
Last Seen: 1 decade
user id: 341860
Location: Illinois sucks.
Gender: F
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Hi Lovelies!
Sounds like fun right?
Well some stuff about me is that my name is Marnie, I'm fifteen years old, I love Lana Del Rey, The Smiths, Marina and the Diamonds, The Lumineers, Sleeping With Sirens, Pierce The Veil, Never Shout Never, Dance Gavin Dance, Bon Iver, and Regina Spektor. I like dressing out of the ordinary, doing my nails, singing, tweeting (follow me @MarnieFaaith), and tumbling. Not
the active kind. (Follow me @ tellmeeverythingiswonderful.tumblr.com or flyawaytoyourfantasy.tumblr.com) I swim and that is the only sport I do. I'm not very active. I really hate being single, so hmu c; kidding i'm not really like those kinda girls. I think that relationships should be with people who really, truley care about each other. I guess I'm mature for my age because when I was little, I wanted to grow up more than ANYTHING. Now I'm like "This is scary can I stahp pls" but it is what it is. But if we have a lot in common, you should talk to me because I don't bite and I need friends because I lost them all in highschool. They all became beautiful and appealing to boys so they kind of left me behind as the ugly duckling haha but yeah. So if you want to read about my feelings you can go ahead and tilt your eyes to the right c:
Feelings nd
Well hi guys. You're back for more yay. Okaay so my depressing journey started in sixth grade. I know, that's super young but like, that's when I had my first boyfriend and it was actually pretty serious, please judge me. He broke up(First person to leave) with me and hated me and talked about me and everyone started hating me and like that shattered my self-confindece and I've never put it back together. People still really don't like me. In seventh grade I started cutting and stopped eating for a short period of time. My best friend saved me. She got a boyfriend on the football team in highschool now, so she's too cool for me now. (Second person to leave). Now I hear on the grapevine that she's just like how I was, and it breaks my heart, but she left and I can't bring myself to talk to her. I had my second serious boyfriend in April. He moved to my town from Chicago, and when he went back to Chicago in July, eveyrthing turned around. He was hanging out with his ex girlfriend all the time. He stopped answering my texts and my calls. I broke up with him and three days later, he asked out his ex girlfriend. I broke up with him physically, but he had left me mentally weeks before. (Third person) My best friend over the Summer and up until October moved to Indiana. (Fourth Person) He kept me sane and he had feelings for me, and I thought I could maybe have feelings for him too, but we realized too late. He left the day after he told me. Then in highschool, like I said before, Kailyn, Gabby, Jessica, and Ariana all got beautiful and left. (Grand total of eight people) May not seem like a lot, but they were all I had. My 18 year old brother was diagnosed with depression in October of 2011. I had to listen to my big brother, my rock, the strong one, crying himself to sleep every night for 2 months until he walked down to his counseler and say "I want to kill myself" and he was admitted into the hospital. Even after that, I still had to listen to his "silent" sobs. I would fall asleep terrified that I would walk into my brothers room the next morning and find him haning from the ceiling, or overdosed on sleeping pills, or lying in a pool of his own blood. He was rediagnosed last month. My parents think I'm the great child who is normal and happy, but they have no idea who I am. That kinda messed me up. I don't blame him, but I did get worse after that. I had suicidal thoughts all the time. The beggining of this school year, I attemped suicide. Now, I don't usually eat, and I always hve my favorite rubber band around my wrist, ready to releive the pain. I tend to get attchted to people who show any interest in me because people just don't do that to me, so I automatically think "They must be different." but they alwys find a way to prove me wrong. Well that's me. Yeah.
Well hi guys. You're back for more yay. Okaay so my depressing journey started in sixth grade. I know, that's super young but like, that's when I had my first boyfriend and it was actually pretty serious, please judge me. He broke up(First person to leave) with me and hated me and talked about me and everyone started hating me and like that shattered my self-confindece and I've never put it back together. People still really don't like me. In seventh grade I started cutting and stopped eating for a short period of time. My best friend saved me. She got a boyfriend on the football team in highschool now, so she's too cool for me now. (Second person to leave). Now I hear on the grapevine that she's just like how I was, and it breaks my heart, but she left and I can't bring myself to talk to her. I had my second serious boyfriend in April. He moved to my town from Chicago, and when he went back to Chicago in July, eveyrthing turned around. He was hanging out with his ex girlfriend all the time. He stopped answering my texts and my calls. I broke up with him and three days later, he asked out his ex girlfriend. I broke up with him physically, but he had left me mentally weeks before. (Third person) My best friend over the Summer and up until October moved to Indiana. (Fourth Person) He kept me sane and he had feelings for me, and I thought I could maybe have feelings for him too, but we realized too late. He left the day after he told me. Then in highschool, like I said before, Kailyn, Gabby, Jessica, and Ariana all got beautiful and left. (Grand total of eight people) May not seem like a lot, but they were all I had. My 18 year old brother was diagnosed with depression in October of 2011. I had to listen to my big brother, my rock, the strong one, crying himself to sleep every night for 2 months until he walked down to his counseler and say "I want to kill myself" and he was admitted into the hospital. Even after that, I still had to listen to his "silent" sobs. I would fall asleep terrified that I would walk into my brothers room the next morning and find him haning from the ceiling, or overdosed on sleeping pills, or lying in a pool of his own blood. He was rediagnosed last month. My parents think I'm the great child who is normal and happy, but they have no idea who I am. That kinda messed me up. I don't blame him, but I did get worse after that. I had suicidal thoughts all the time. The beggining of this school year, I attemped suicide. Now, I don't usually eat, and I always hve my favorite rubber band around my wrist, ready to releive the pain. I tend to get attchted to people who show any interest in me because people just don't do that to me, so I automatically think "They must be different." but they alwys find a way to prove me wrong. Well that's me. Yeah.