a lot of my life
has
been realizing
that i
would
cross
oceans
for
people who wouldn't
jump puddles for me
jump puddles for me
Self
Harm: Don't joke about something that you don't
understand
Suicide: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
Anxiety: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
Depression: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
Anorexia: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
Bulimia: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
Any ED: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
Schizophrenia: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
Bipolar: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
Austism: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
OCD: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
Turrets: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
Personality disorders: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
Chronic Pain: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
Mental illness: DON'T JOKE ABOUT SOMETHING THAT YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND
Suicide: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
Anxiety: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
Depression: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
Anorexia: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
Bulimia: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
Any ED: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
Schizophrenia: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
Bipolar: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
Austism: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
OCD: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
Turrets: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
Personality disorders: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
Chronic Pain: Don't joke about something that you don't understand
Mental illness: DON'T JOKE ABOUT SOMETHING THAT YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND
My friends and I started the first day of kindergarten
with sweaty palms and runs in our tights
and Dillon got bashful when he saw me get on the bus
and hid his head in the seat.
And Michelle and I played dress up for hours in her mother's closet
talking about what it would be like to act like
the big kids.
My friends and I started the first day of middle school
with sweaty palms and new jeans
and Dillon and I kissed under the jungle gym last year
but he liked another girl more than me.
And Michelle kissed all of her big brother's friends
and tried to be just like
the big kids.
My friends and I started the first day of high school
with sweaty palms and big text books
and Dillon has been dating Hannah for two months
and gives me look in the hallway.
And it seems like Michelle has been trying to play dress up in her
mother's closet again
and all the boys look at her and she loves it
and it seems like no one will take you seriously unless
you're a big kid.
My friends and I said goodbye on the last day of Senior Year
with fond memories and our graduation caps
and Dillon took his own life last year
because Hannah forgot they were dating for a night.
And Michelle stays home mostly now
because her baby needs her more than she needs her degree
and it scares me now
because we are
the big kids.
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Don't
tell me I'm beautiful
until you've seen me in the
dead of night, red flowing
from my wrist.
Don't tell me I'm lovely until
you've seen me sobbing at three
in the morning, trying to fight
off the demons in my head.
Don't tell me I'm strong
until you've see me break
down under the weight
of the world.
Don't tell me I'm wonderful
until you've seen all the scars
that litter my pale flesh.
Don't tell me you love me
until you've seen me sit there,
pill bottle in hand, breaking
down because I never thought
it would come to this.
(DS)
until you've seen me in the
dead of night, red flowing
from my wrist.
Don't tell me I'm lovely until
you've seen me sobbing at three
in the morning, trying to fight
off the demons in my head.
Don't tell me I'm strong
until you've see me break
down under the weight
of the world.
Don't tell me I'm wonderful
until you've seen all the scars
that litter my pale flesh.
Don't tell me you love me
until you've seen me sit there,
pill bottle in hand, breaking
down because I never thought
it would come to this.
(DS)
She's Dying
to live, but she's dying to die.
If you
see this, you're beautiful. <3 format by:
OhHoePlease
Never say these things to someone dealing with one of these:
Anxiety: Just calm down, everything will be fine. Stop freaking out all the time.
Depression: Stop being sad all the time. People out there have it worse off than you. Cheer up nothing is wrong.
S/xual Orientation: It's just a phase.
Bipolar: It's just mood swings. Everyone has them.
Self Harm: Stop seeking attention. Stop trying to kill yourself.
Eating Disorders: Just eat. Stop being so picky.
Abuse: Report who hurt you.
Suicide: Stop being so cowardly.
Sexual Assault: You shouldn't have dressed like that. We were drunk, but you still said yes. You never outright said no.
Multiple Personality Disorder: You are making it up. There is no such thing. They are just your imaginary friends.
Post Traumatic Stress Disorder: It happened in the past, stop obsessing over it. Get over it.
Schizophrenia: It's in your head. Stop trying to use voices as an excuse to not do something. You don't actually see them, you just want attention.
Never say these things to someone dealing with one of these:
Anxiety: Just calm down, everything will be fine. Stop freaking out all the time.
Depression: Stop being sad all the time. People out there have it worse off than you. Cheer up nothing is wrong.
S/xual Orientation: It's just a phase.
Bipolar: It's just mood swings. Everyone has them.
Self Harm: Stop seeking attention. Stop trying to kill yourself.
Eating Disorders: Just eat. Stop being so picky.
Abuse: Report who hurt you.
Suicide: Stop being so cowardly.
Sexual Assault: You shouldn't have dressed like that. We were drunk, but you still said yes. You never outright said no.
Multiple Personality Disorder: You are making it up. There is no such thing. They are just your imaginary friends.
Post Traumatic Stress Disorder: It happened in the past, stop obsessing over it. Get over it.
Schizophrenia: It's in your head. Stop trying to use voices as an excuse to not do something. You don't actually see them, you just want attention.
♥
I'm sorry I am not
perfect.
I'm sorry I cut.
I'm sorry I break my promises.
I'm sorry I want to give up.
I'm sorry I want to die.
I'm sorry I want to kill myself.
I'm sorry I hide my emotions.
I'm sorry I lie and say I'm fine.
I'm sorry I am pushing you away.
I'm sorry I cut.
I'm sorry I break my promises.
I'm sorry I want to give up.
I'm sorry I want to die.
I'm sorry I want to kill myself.
I'm sorry I hide my emotions.
I'm sorry I lie and say I'm fine.
I'm sorry I am pushing you away.
Just a cut,
Just a scratch.
"What's that mark?"
"It was the cat."
Just an excuse,
Just another lie.
"What's with all the bracelets?"
"Just fashion, why?"
Just a tear,
Just a scream.
"Why were you crying?"
"Just a bad dream."
But it's not just a cut,
Or a tear, or a lie
It's always "Just one more,"
Until you die.
~not my quote
Just a scratch.
"What's that mark?"
"It was the cat."
Just an excuse,
Just another lie.
"What's with all the bracelets?"
"Just fashion, why?"
Just a tear,
Just a scream.
"Why were you crying?"
"Just a bad dream."
But it's not just a cut,
Or a tear, or a lie
It's always "Just one more,"
Until you die.
~not my quote
This Is For All The Kids...
Who cut their skin to feel better.
Who bruise their bodies
and skip a meal.
Who strive for perfection,
even though they’re already beautiful.
Who feel as though nobody cares
and like the world would be better off without them.
Who let the monsters in their head, rule their lives.
I love you. Each and every one of you. I may just be some random person with a quote, but guess what…I’d be sad to know I could never hear from you again.
I know life isn’t the way we pictured it. I know sometimes giving up feels like the only answer.
But there’s so much more…
For you to see. For you to experience. Life here would be a waste without you. And even in the darkest of hours, there’s a light somewhere, waiting for you to recognize it. Consider me your guide, because I promise I’ll do my best to take you to that light called “Recovery”.
I know you’re strong. I know you can do this.
I just want you to know you’re not alone
NMQ but i'm here and this is exactly what i want to say
to all of you.
Who cut their skin to feel better.
Who bruise their bodies
and skip a meal.
Who strive for perfection,
even though they’re already beautiful.
Who feel as though nobody cares
and like the world would be better off without them.
Who let the monsters in their head, rule their lives.
I love you. Each and every one of you. I may just be some random person with a quote, but guess what…I’d be sad to know I could never hear from you again.
I know life isn’t the way we pictured it. I know sometimes giving up feels like the only answer.
But there’s so much more…
For you to see. For you to experience. Life here would be a waste without you. And even in the darkest of hours, there’s a light somewhere, waiting for you to recognize it. Consider me your guide, because I promise I’ll do my best to take you to that light called “Recovery”.
I know you’re strong. I know you can do this.
I just want you to know you’re not alone
