nevercutyourbeautiful

There's so much i hold back..
How you guys always leave me fuc/ing out,
How you treat me like sh//t, and think its ok.
But some how i always crawl back to y'all
A person can only take so fu//king much.
Im done.

Sincerly the girl who wont give in this time.

READ THIS.

One cut two three cut four. 

No ones knocking at your bedroom door.

Five cut six cut seven.

The clock strikes eleven

Eight cuts nine ten to eleven

Will your decision take you to heaven?

twelve cuts thirteen. 

That’s all you were. A teen. To two amazing parents that do care about you. They just don’t know what to do or how to help. They just don’t know that your ill.

Fourteen fifteen time to be killed.

Take that knife take those pills.

Its fine isn’t it? This is what you want right? You drop to the floor, your neck don’t break? Your struggling to breathe. Or to stop the bleeding. You suddenly want to live right? You have your note to your left. Sitting on your desk. Your brother and your sister. Your parents flash into your mind. You can’t leave them. They need you right? Too late. You take your final breath. Your eyes close. You stop moving. Your gone. There is no going back. Morning comes. You have school this morning. The last day of the school year. You almost survived the year of beatings and name callings. Of sitting alone in the bathroom with your lunch. Of silence, a year of silence. You didn’t ever talk to ANYONE. You almost survived it. Almost. You lie on the cold floor as your mother comes in to wake you. Shes astounded by the sight. Could you blame her? Her child’s gone. Her baby. Taken from her. Why? She don’t know. Her eyes fill with tears and they fall from her. She collapses to the floor and pulls your cold corpse to her. She can’t believe it. She doesn’t want to. She shouts for your father. He comes running in to see you in your mothers arms. Not breathing, not moving, nothing. All he sees is his princess or his number one son’s body. Lifeless. Your siblings don’t know whats going on! Too young to understand. All they know is your gone. And your not coming back. Your mother stops crying and calls the school. Tells them everything. They say there apologies and they tell your teachers. They break it to the school. They can’t believe it. They all have one memory when they hurt you some how some way. Now they regret it. Those friends that left you? That turned against you? They are crying now. Everyone is. They all are crying. No one knows. No one has read your suicide note. Its been forgotten, lost thrown somewhere. No one wants to know why your gone.

Suicide? I know its on your mind. I know you want to do die. Being bullied, or hurt in anyway, its not fun. But hang on, things can change, for the better or for the worse. But I know you got this. You got to hang on and you will be fine. Message me, ask me. Talk to me I can help you! I’ve been through A LOT! From such a young age. Please, if you are looking for a sign not to kill your self, this is it. Take it, embrace it, talk to me. I’m looking for a sign too. Tell me all your feelings, tell me anything you want to say. Looking for a friend? Here I am. Looking for someone to tell your day about, how much you hurt to let things out? Here I am. I care. Please  talk to me. I’m always glad to talk.


some of this is mine, but i got some parts on tumblr :) 

I wont ever give up on you♥

Its so discusting
when someone judges a person on their weight.

Thanks guys for the birthday wishes :)

i really miss you guys):

you never know what youve got, until its gone..

so today is self harm awarness day!
i wanted to make a quote to you guys letting you all know how proud i am of ya'll! your story is just the begining. i beileve in you, and im always here for you! Keep Fighting and stay strong!