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Today was the day

after suicide

prevention day...


Also today, a boy and his friends decided to bully a kid on my bus for being gay. Honestly? This makes me sick I told the kid that was a d!ck head move and he shut up, but thats not the point. The kid being bullied came off strong but who knows maybe he's crying now while your sitting at home watching TV. Maybe he's debating on weather or not to do self harm while your sitting at home playing on your phone.  I could say so many things but words wont even come out. Bullying is wrong and honestly there is NO excuse for it.

Sorry just had to put it out there


 Stop Bullying
I can't be strong anymore. I can't act like it doesn't bother me anymore. I don't see any point in trying anymore. I just don't understand...why me? Why is everything so easy for everyone else, but every possible sucky thing that can happen happens to me? Why do I deserve this.... Why should I be bleeding just to feel better? Why...


We Meet Again
(Sequel to Thanks For Nothing)
Chapter 29


----Time Lapse----
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAKOTA!" Jaime screeched in my ear.
"How'd you even get in here?" I mumbled, not bothering to open my eyes.
I moved closer to Tony's warm body and wrapped the blanket tighter around us.
I pressed my forehead to his chest in an attempt to get warmth.
Jaime ripped the blanket off of me and left it on Tony, scooping me up in the process.
I immediately started shivering and Tony's eyes shot open in anger.
"REALLY JAIME? I WAS COMFORTABLE!" he screamed angrily.
I frantically flailed my arms and legs until Jaime put me down and wrapped me in a hug,
planting my forehead and cheeks in kisses.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAAAAYYYYY!" he screamed again.
"Um, excuse you. Back it up," Tony interjected.
He stepped between Jaime and I and pulled me to him.
"Happy birthday beautiful," he said as he kissed me.
I smiled against his lips and pulled away when Jaime cleared his throat.
"So how does it feel to be old?" he teased.
"You're older than me!" I barked.
"Yeah, by like 7 months," he replied.
"Still older," I told him.
He shrugged and smiled at me.
"SO WHAT DO YOU WANNA DO TODAY?" Jaime cheered.
I shrugged and sat on the bed, wrapping the blanket tightly around myself.
"You're not staying in bed," he whined.
I shrugged and grabbed Tony's hand, pulling him towards me.
He tripped a bit and tumbled on top of me.
I giggled at his failure and he smiled.
"Ew, stop it I'm gonna throw up," Jaime whined more.
"Don't you have something better to do?" I asked him before kissing Tony.
He made gagging noises and told me that he infact did not have anything better to do until
tonight. I suspected he was planning something but I didn't say anything.
"I'll be back later," Jaime said as he left the room and shielded his eyes.
I laughed at him when he left and I heard Tony's front door slam shut.
I slowly made my way out of his bed, a chorus of sad whimpers behind me, and
put Lord Of The Rings in the dvd player.
We spent the rest of the day like that until Tony told me to put something nice on because he
was taking me out to dinner.
I smiled and kissed his cheek before walking to the bathroom with my 'nice' outfit.
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Tony's jaw dropped a mile when he saw what I was wearing.
"Holy-" he didn't even finish his words.
I waved my hand infront of his face and he eventually snapped out of his trance.
"Ready to go?" I asked him, grabbing a little black clutch in the process.
He nodded and led me to the front door just in time for Mike and the guys to pull up.
 
   

I'd like to get some feedback by the way before I go on to the next chapter.
Any suggestions or requests?
Plus after this story would you like to read another?
And would you like it to have a firm storyline or just make it up as I go like this one?
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Beautiful Disaster
Chapter 36 Part II: Taylor's POV

"There, your hair is done." Kerrie said to me, and I looked in the mirror at how perfectly she braided it.
It was a good thing I had Kerrie as a friend, I was never able to braid my own hair, even a simple one.
"You're the best, Ker." I said, before thanking her.
"It's no problem, but I really should at least teach you a three-stranded braid." she said, resting her hand on her very tiny baby bump.
Kerrie went for another appointment, just a few days ago, after she hit three months.
She learned that she'd already gained a good 15 pounds, which actually was good.
It was cute to see how excited she'd become, especially since her mom didn't kill her when she told her.
I raised an eyebrow at her, completely lost on what she was speaking about.
"A regular, everyday braid, Taylor." she finished, and I nodded, catching on.
I looked over past Kerrie at her wall clock, noticing the time.
"Okay, I should really get going," I said, pulling out my phone, and sending a text to Brett.
She smiled, and nodded. "I'll text you later! Have fun." she winked, and I rolled my eyes.
I gave her a squeeze, before I walked out the door.
I waited a few minutes until Brett texted me back, letting me know the back door was unlocked, and to just come inside.
I shrugged, stuffed my phone in my pocket before checking both ways and walking across the street.
I made my way to the backyard, and carefully opened the back door, closing it as quietly as I could behind me.
"Well she is, so maybe she could meet Taylor." I heard Jordan say, from the kitchen.
I didn't want to interrupt their conversation, so instead, I listened quietly as I walked into the living room.
"Did you finally tell her about your little marine plan?" I heard Jordan then ask, leaving me puzzled.
Marine plan? What did he mean by that?
"I'm telling her later on tonight." Brett replied, leaving my questions still unanswered.
"At least you decided to tell her now, and not when you leave for boot camp in June." Jordan added in, chuckling.
I heard Brett laugh briefly with him, before he spoke.
I didn't even hear what he had to say, though. Because before he said a word, I was out the door.
I ran around back, knowing I made enough of a comotion for somebody to come after me, and to the front yard.
Not even checking both ways, I ran across the street, to my car.
I know I was extremely stupid for running, but I didn't know what to do.
What would you do if you found out, unintentionally, that you're own boyfriend, who you love and adore, will be leaving you in a few months?
Well, usually, I'd find the nearest bathroom, and purge away all my pain.
But I couldn't do that in Brett's own house, I needed to go home for that!
I know I may be sounding extremely stupid for making it a big deal, but that's just exactly what I am.
Stupid. A wh//e. A liar. And most importantly, a fat b//ch.
Being called every one of those names came flooding back to me, and I thought not to even go back to Brett's house.
It's not like I deserved him anyway. He was popular, and handsome, and athletic, and perfect.
I was just, a mess.
I felt my eyes sting as the tears in my eyes hit my eye liner as I stopped at the red light.
I waited patiently, silently sobbing in the comfort of my car, until the light turned green.
I began driving, not even noticing the swerving car running through the red light.
That is, until it slammed into my side.
After that, I saw nothing but glass, rain, and red, and felt nothing but blackness, and pain.

THE END.

 
Welp, that's Beautiful Disaster, as of now. I'll be doing a sequel (obviously). So I have to ask this, do you guys want it now, or after a new story?


 



I'm tired of pretending to be happy.


Im TIRED of being excluded.

Im
TIRED of being the ugly friend.

Im
TIRED of being the girl who is never called pretty.

Im
TIRED of sucking in my stomach so I can look skinnier.

Im
TIRED of feeling lonely and not loved.

Im
TIRED of being a nobody.

Im
TIRED of never having a guy like me.

Im
TIRED of being the girl who everyone makes fun of.




Im TIRED of being me








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'He' thinks I'm cute... Excuse me while I go plan our wedding.




 
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Love, Deliah
prologue

Mom,
Today was like any other day.
I woke up, missing you. I suffered through high school, missing you. I came home to no dad, missing you. When will this awful heart ache end.
I need you now more than ever, but you're gone. You weren't here. 
I have no idea where dad has been these last couple nights.
He tells me in the morning he's been "working late" but I don't believe it.

Remember that time, when just the four of us, with little kailey, we all went to that ice cream parlor? The one where dad proposed to you? 
That was the best night, and my favorite memory of you.
Now, it seems like that is the closest thing I have of you.

I just wish I could go back, when we were so close to a perfect family, a perfect life. But I can't go back. I can only look forward.
But mom, I could never look forward without you being here.
Come back.

Love, Deliah

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