babe_xo

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Joined: January 28, 2013
Last Seen: 8 years
user id: 348262
Location: Canada
Gender: F

Quotes by babe_xo

This year for my birthday,
I wished for death.
everyone not knowing my wish.
they all applauded.
We met in kindergarten. We were best friends.

She always told me she loved my eyes. I didn't quite know why.
I was in love with her, so of course my face lit up immensely whenever she said it.
She was beautiful, kind, and extremely funny.
We'd be talking about nothing, and she'd turn to me and whisper,

"I like your eyes."
One day, I was playing basketball,
waiting for her to drive over to my house to have a game with me.
Suddenly, I got a phone call.
It was her mom.
She was in a panic.
I couldn't quite understand what she was saying. It sounded like,
"Aaron, come quick! Kelsey, accident, Main Street! Blood. Come now!"
I had no clue what happened,
so I ran to Main Street with my basketball shorts and a tee shirt on.
I saw Kelsey's mom helplessly crying, waiting for the ambulance to arrive.
I saw a totaled car, blood everywhere.

Then I saw her, Kelsey.
My heart stopped as I frantically ran over to her.
"Kelsey? Kelsey!" She was unconscious. I started crying.
I know it isn't very manly, but I couldn't help it.
Before I could say anymore, the medics took her away,
the main source of blood coming from her head.
I went to the hospital that night,

I went every night.
in fact, the only time I left was to go out to eat, but that's it.
The doctors tried getting me to leave, but I refused.

It was all my fault.
If it wasn't for me, wanting to play basketball with her,
she wouldn't be going through this.
It was already four days, and she hasn't woken up.
On the fifth day, I saw her eyes gently open.
"Kelsey?" I called.
She wasn't quite awake yet.
Suddenly, doctors came rushing in, telling me I had to wait outside.
I did, for a few hours.
One of the doctors finally came out saying,
"I understand that you're Kelsey's friend, Aaron?"
"Yes," I whispered.
He bit his lip.

"She woke up, she's fine,
but I'm afraid she has long term memory loss."

"Are you serious?" I almost shouted.
"I'm afraid so."
I didn't meet his gaze. I couldn't.
I wasn't going to say anything, so he spoke again.
"You can go see her if you want,
but she doesn't remember anything, not even her mom."

I walked in, trembling in horror.
I saw her. She looked helpless as she slept.
I waited a few hours, until I saw her eyes opening gently again.
I expected doctors to run in, rushing me out.
Instead, she looked me straight in the eyes, and whispered,
"I don't know you, but I like your eyes."
 

nmq but it's so cute :*
 

I'm nothing special to look at, just an ordinary blonde chick.
I have no reason to live.
I have no reason to die.
I'm just kinda here. 
I see no joy in school or in summer. 
Because in both places I feel alone, no matter who im with. 
nmq
 
an ordinary girl,
an ordinary waist,
but ordinary's just
not good enough today.
I hate myself because you have made me hate myself.
I starve myself because I've been called names. 
I self harm because I don't feel good enough. I
purge because I've been called fat.
My body is more scarred than unscarred. 
I would rather die than wake up to live another day.
I hate who I am for things I can't control. I
would rather be anybody else.
I hate myself.
                                                                                                                                                                                    nmq
                                                                                                                                                              credit to: fightingagainstanorexia

 

Dark red tears trickle,
Down her scarred arm.
A deep dark secret,
Known as self harm.

Anger
And pain
Well up inside.
So many secrets,
But no one to confide.

Her oldest enemy,
Her only friend.
She picks up the blade,
Wanting her life to end.

A cut for the lies,
A cut for tears.
A cut for all the people,
Who chose not to hear.
 
nmq
I always wanted to grow up.
I never pictured being grown-up
like this. I never pictured myself
like this. A sad, depressed,
self harming,self hating, anorexic,
anti-social, atelophobic, scared,
pocrescophobic, anxious, lost,
suicidal, self concious, ugly,
girl. A girl who cries every night
and has to hide her scars and
pain. A girl who has so many
scars on her body from herself 
that they're all impossible to
count. This little girl everyone
used to know grew up into this
thing that no though she would
ever be. I never thought I would
be.Look what happens when you
have depression and get made
of. your life goes down hill and
you just stop caring all together.

guy: you're beautiful. 

me: is this a joke? because it's pretty rude to say things like that just as a dare or for some laughs. I already know im not beautiful, you dont gotta lie to me.
Life is hard at times.
and sometimes I feel like
I dont want to be in it.
But it is also fun,
being with friends and family.
Life is confusing.
Sometimes I love it.
other times I hate it!
In life you have to chose paths
that will change everything.
You will lose friends
and gain friends.
But no matter what happens,
keep   your head up and smile.
Life is full of great experiences.
-Free verse.
*all mine*