So you want to kill yourself? Because no one cares about you.
Your family hates you. Right? No. Your parents walking in your
room in the morning to only find a dead body. They’ll try
their hardest to not think negative, and to just think that
you’re fooling around. Then they’ll start shaking
you. Why aren’t you breathing? They’ll be broken.
Tears. Many tears. More tears than you ever shed. Was it them?
Were they the reason you did this? More tears. Pain. Every day.
Every night. Every single second of every day. Guilt. More guilt.
What about your bestfriends? They’re not going to care. Right?
No. What’s the first thing that will go through their mind
when your principal comes in and tells the class that
you’re not alive. While your bestfriend sits there in
tears. That girl that you’d smile at but never talk to?
She’s now crying. The boy who used to kick you under the
table just to annoy you? He’ll be shocked. He’ll be
devastated. He’ll blame himself.
So, do you REALLY want to kill yourself?
I am nowhere near
perfect
I EAT WHEN I'M
BORED
i fall for boys
easily
i'm
vunerable to believing lies
i'm hoping that one
day i won't need a fake smile
i live by quotes what explain what
I'm going through
i make up excuses for
everthing
I HAVE BEST FRIENDS AND
ENEMIES
I HAVE DRAMA AND MEMORIES
&thats life.
Live it, love it, learn from
it
♥