imhurtt

Status: Sad. http://imhurtt.tumblr.com/ TRIGGER WARNING!!!
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Hey. My name is... Confidential this is my secret personal account. I am 14yrs of age. I only have 1 best friend I tell eveything 2. But we always lose us being friends. Demi Lovato is my inspriation. My light. My wings. I look up to her. She's my idol. I am "emo" (I hate lables) everyone lables me that.

Personaly I am obsessed with fashion<3 I love hair/make-up/clothes/nails. etc<3 I am in high school. If you ask me where I live. It's personal. I do have a personal tumblr account. But TRIGGER WARNING!!! (If you dont know what that means? Click the link and look yourself http://imhurtt.tumblr.com/ ) Music has actually saved my life over 123456789+ Times. I hurt to much. I cut and starve. I am very suicidal. Nobody can change that of me. I have ran away recently nobody noticed so I guess I can do that again. well anyway. Enjoy and have fun reading my venting! Byebye. ~My loves<3~

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My lost love (tell me what to work on and what you think)

3 Years ago my wife was murdered at the bridge we use to go and sit and talk. I am trying to find how she got murdered and by who. One day I was sitting on the porch on the swing watching the cars go by all the kids playing ball. The birds chirping, the mail came there was this letter "it was from my wife? Maria sent me mail and she is dead?"I said quietly. I check the date the date was 3 year's ago? The day before she died. I opened it up and it said "Hello sweetie, it is Maria the person who has killed me told me to write you this letter I love you and I will never forget you. I cannot tell you who or where he is I am sorry. But here goes nothing, you will get hint's everyday from who has killed me. This is one of them. I was planting flower's at the bridge. Love: Maria" I was thinking and thinking I finally figured out. Oh my I must go to the bridge and go to the flower's maybe the murder left something behind. I was walking to the bridge on a bright sunny hot day with no clouds. I heard a scream I was thinking to myself "That sounds like Maria.." I ran to what is was coming from. "Oh my word these are the plant's I have been looking for" I said loudly. I look down there is a river. I kept thinking again to myself "Maybe she is down there. Maybe the murder pushed her. Or maybe she committed suicide and said it was a murder" Now I really have to keep looking for my clue's I told myself in my head. "I must go look in her diary!" I ran home as fast as I can run for a 53 year old man. There was my niece Olivia. "Hello grampie Mike where are you going? She said, I then said "Going to go look at Maria's diary for some clues" She then said "Can I he-" I interrupted her knowing what she was going to say. "Yes, you can but you cannot tell anyone about this Olivia." "I wont grampie Mike. I promise to the moon and back!" "Okay then Olivia let's go!" We then started to go back to my house to look for her diary. I didn't know where she kept it cause she made me go out of the house when she did put it some where. We tore apart that house so bad. We broke thing's we did not find it. Olivia began saying something quietly "I know where it is" I screamed saying "WHAT?! WHERE IS IT?" Olivia said "I cannot tell you I am sorry grampie Mike" She slammed the door and ran outside. I ran outside after her. I could not see her anywhere. I began thinking " Where is she. Did he/she take Olivia to? Is this even still a suicide?" I began to cry.

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