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love

One Direction saved

my life plain and simple

In 2011, I went into a deep depression. The brother that I was closest with moved to Texas while I live in NJ, my grandfather was in and out of the hospital and it wasn't looking good for him, my parents were constantly fighting, we couldn't pay our taxes or the mortgage on our house, and I was getting bullied in school. One night I was going to kill myself, I was sure of it. I was all ready to go and then out of nowhere, Liam's tweet appeared on my twitter timeline. His tweet talked about how One Direction loves their fans more than anything and they would be nowhere without them. it also talked about how all their fans were beautiful and how we shouldn't listen to anything different. After reading that tweet, I completely broke down. I thought to myself they've saved my life without me even knowing it. They've been keeping me alive with their tweets, with their songs, their interviews. So right then I realized something, not only did Liam's tweet save me but WMYB saved me, and all their quotes about how much they loved their fans saved me. Their video diaries saved me. And at that very moment I thought to myself, "One Direction may never know it but they saved me." I'm sitting here tearing up while typing this because I am so grateful for One Direction and the affection they show their fans. So, I would just like to thank One Direction for saving my life, without their affection I don't think I would be here today. I hope one day I get to share this story with them. One Direction truly does save lives despite what anyone says, and I and millions of other fans are proof of that. They aren't just a group of boys, they are a band of heroes. I will forever love One Direction. Never underestimate them,
please.

Format creds to OneDirection
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runawaywithme97
celeb

One Direction saved

my life plain and simple

In 2011, I went into a deep depression. The brother that I was closest with moved to Texas while I live in NJ, my grandfather was in and out of the hospital and it wasn't looking good for him, my parents were constantly fighting, we couldn't pay our taxes or the mortgage on our house, and I was getting bullied in school. One night I was going to kill myself, I was sure of it. I was all ready to go and then out of nowhere, Liam's tweet appeared on my twitter timeline. His tweet talked about how One Direction loves their fans more than anything and they would be nowhere without them. it also talked about how all their fans were beautiful and how we shouldn't listen to anything different. After reading that tweet, I completely broke down. I thought to myself they've saved my life without me even knowing it. They've been keeping me alive with their tweets, with their songs, their interviews. So right then I realized something, not only did Liam's tweet save me but WMYB saved me, and all their quotes about how much they loved their fans saved me. Their video diaries saved me. And at that very moment I thought to myself, "One Direction may never know it but they saved me." I'm sitting here tearing up while typing this because I am so grateful for One Direction and the affection they show their fans. So, I would just like to thank One Direction for saving my life, without their affection I don't think I would be here today. I hope one day I get to share this story with them. One Direction truly does save lives despite what anyone says, and I and millions of other fans are proof of that. They aren't just a group of boys, they are a band of heroes. I will forever love One Direction. Never underestimate them,
please.

Format creds to OneDirection
MY QUOTE.

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love

*DOING INBOXED CONFESSIONS ON FACEBOOK*

Me: confession; you're really hot but we never talk/:
Boy who wanted a confession: Lol but we just met, how do you know I'm hot?
Me: I know we only met but lets pretend it's love...

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So I called him.
I broke up with him over a year ago. On September 20th, I called him to tell him that
I missed him,
and that I am so incredibly sorry for what I did to him.
We were in absolute love and I ruined it.
I poured my heart out to him and I even started to hysterically cry.
I told him that if I could go back and take everything back, I would.
I knew it was A LOT to handle. I mean, he wasn't expecting the call
and the fact that I burst in tears made it even more awkward.
He didn't say anything after that.
Alright, that's a lie. He said "I'm over it. I'm done with everything that happened in the past."
And then that was it. I told him if anything could ever go back to the way it was before, that would be amazing.
And then he said "I'll call you later."
He never called.
It's been 3 weeks. I blew it, guys. I ruined the only great thing
in my life.
What's wrong with me? Please someone tell me.

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break up

So I called him.
I broke up with him over a year ago. On September 20th, I called him to tell him that
I missed him,
and that I am so incredibly sorry for what I did to him.
We were in absolute love and I ruined it.
I poured my heart out to him and I even started to hysterically cry.
I told him that if I could go back and take everything back, I would.
I knew it was A LOT to handle. I mean, he wasn't expecting the call
and the fact that I burst in tears made it even more awkward.
He didn't say anything after that.
Alright, that's a lie. He said "I'm over it. I'm done with everything that happened in the past."
And then that was it. I told him if anything could ever go back to the way it was before, that would be amazing.
And then he said "I'll call you later."
He never called.
It's been 3 weeks. I blew it, guys. I ruined the only great thing
in my life.
What's wrong with me? Please someone tell me.

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break up

Wanna kill yourself? Imagine this. You come home from school one day. You’ve had yet another horrible day. You’re just ready to give up. So you go to your room, close the door, and take out that suicide note you’ve written and rewritten over and over and over You take out those razor blades, and cut for the very last time. You grab that bottle of pills and take them all. Laying down, holding the letter to your chest, you close your eyes for the very last time. A few hours later, your little brother knocks on your door to come tell you dinners ready. You don’t answer, so he walks in. All he sees is you laying on your bed, so he thinks you’re asleep. He tells your mom this. Your mom goes to your room to wake you up. She notices something is odd. She grabs the paper in your hand and reads it. Sobbing, she tries to wake you up. She’s screaming your name. Your brother, so confused, runs to go tell Dad that “Mommy is crying and sissy won’t wake up.” Your dad runs to your room. He looks at your mom, crying, holding the letter to her chest, sitting next to your lifeless body. It hits him, what’s going on, and he screams. He screams and throws something at the wall. And then, falling to his knees, he starts to cry. Your mom crawls over to him, and they sit there, holding each other, crying. The next day at school, there’s an announcement. The principal tells everyone about your suicide. It takes a few seconds for it to sink in, and once it does, everyone goes silent. Everyone blames themselves. Your teachers think they were too hard on you. Those mean popular girls, they think of all the things they’ve said to you. That boy that used to tease you and call you names, he can’t help but hate himself for never telling you how beautiful you really are. Your ex boyfriend, the one that you told everything to, that broke up with you.. He can’t handle it. He breaks down and starts crying, and runs out of the school. Your friends? They’re sobbing too, wondering how they could never see that anything was wrong, wishing they could have helped you before it was too late. And your best friend? She’s in shock. She can’t believe it. She knew what you were going through, but she never thought it would get that bad… Bad enough for you to end it. She can’t cry, she can’t feel anything. She stands up, walks out of the classroom, and just sinks to the floor. Shaking, screaming, but no tears coming out. It’s a few days later, at your funeral. The whole town came. Everyone knew you, that girl with the bright smile and bubbly personality. The one that was always there for them, the shoulder to cry on. Lots of people talk about all the good memories they had with you, there were a lot. Everyone’s crying, your little brother still doesn’t know you killed yourself, he’s too young. Your parents just said you died. It hurts him, a lot. You were his big sister, you were supposed to always be there for him. Your best friend, she stays strong through the entire service, but as soon as they start lowering your casket into the ground, she just loses it. She cries and cries and doesn’t stop for days. It’s two years later. The whole school talks to a counselor/therapist at least once a week. Your teachers all quit their job. Those mean girls have eating disorders now. That boy that used to tease you cuts himself. Your ex boyfriend doesn't know how to love anymore and just sleeps around with girls. Your friends all go into depression. Your best friend? She tried to kill herself. She didn't succeed like you did, but she tried…your brother? He finally found out the truth about your death. He self harms, he cries at night, he does exactly what you did for years leading up to your suicide. Your parents? Their marriage fell apart. Your dad became a workaholic to distract himself from your death. Your mom got diagnosed with depression and just lays in bed all day. People care. You may not think so, but they do. Your choices don’t just effect you. They effect everyone. Don’t end your life, you have so much to live for. Things can’t get better if you give up. I’m here for absolutely anyone that needs to talk, no matter who you are. Even if we've NEVER talked before, I’m here for you.

If you need to talk, just chat me on my profile or email me at MahwahCheer96@aim.com...I'm here for all of you guys...always&forever

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Fan: What's a secret about you that no one else knows?

Ed Sheeran: I had a really, really, really bad stutter when I was little. I had a birthmark on my eye and they had to laser it off and they didn't use anesthetics so it like messed up with my nervous system and stuff. I had a really heavy stutter so I'd be talking like this- and I've still got like hints of it but- erm I'd be talking like this and literally not be able to get words out. PLUS I had quite bad eye sight so I had big, blue NHS specs. PLUS I was ginger. PLUS I didn't have a growth spurt until quite late on so I was very small. So from the age of 6 to about 11- OH and I erm, had a perforated eardrum so I had to wear this weird kinda hat.

Radio Station Interviewer: How did you become a musician?!

Ed Sheeran: Well this is the thing, this is what I wondered. From the age of 6 to 11 no one would want to hang with that kind of kid.. that was weird.

Ed Sheeran: So I think God looked down and said I think you need some help getting laid. Here's a guitar.

tumblaaaa.

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celeb

Real men don't
buy girls. Real girls don't sell themselves.

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love

Does it annoy you
when someone tries to compete with you to be your friend's bestfriend and for their attention?

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