you need a walk in closet for all the skeletons you have
July 2010
day six - something you hope you never have to do
i really hope i never need to repeat any grades, just because i don’t want to deal with my mom.
i don’t know what would be worse; sitting through another year of the same class or listening to my mom bitch about it every day for a year
i wish i had someone like that to stand up for me when i was little
you’re so fucking helpless when you’re a kid
heh →
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or ask me something i’m super bored
http://likewhatyousay.tumblr.com/ask
i love your blog,
it really has a lot of meaning,
& i think it helps strangers tremendously
because they don't feel alone.
i feeel like, writing isnt only your therapy,
but theirs aswell and i respect you immensely for that.
who are some of your favourite blogs?
aw thank you, i’m glad you think you. it really means a lot hearing that thank you so much
and
http://sincerelytaylordawn.tumblr.com/ - hehe i was so happy when she started following me back
http://jennifersbody.tumblr.com/ - currently a favourite
http://loveyourchaos.tumblr.com/ - just love what she posts
http://thedepravity.tumblr.com/
http://strawberryalda.tumblr.com/
http://foreverendedtoday.tumblr.com/
:)
you are seriously my hero. I know I dont know you at all. but you make me believe that you can have nothing and still be here today. I just read all of the things youve been through and I couldnt even imagine going through those things and I thought I had a tough life. You make me want to keep going because I know if you can, I should be able to too.If you dont have anyone telling you that you seem amazing, I am now telling you.
you’re too kind, i couldn’t not post this.
you’re amazing and i’m so glad you were even able to consider me your “hero”. means so much
when you were in hawaii when you were nine... it didn't happen to be for a therapeutic wilderness thing, did it?
no haha my mom won it from her work! seriously amaaaazing trip though
list one main event that happened each year of your life?
age one - i was born (sorry boring and obvious answer but i really don’t know what else to say)
age two - started going to my babysitter of eleven years, joanne
age three - moved into the house on leacock, met justin
age four - started playing soccer, watched my dad almost make my mom bleed to death
age five - started school at river oaks, last vacation my family held it together in front of me
age six - miss fink
age seven - found out what an alcoholic was, first time my dad hit me across the face
age eight - quit everything for soccer
age nine - found my dad after he tried to hang himself, went to hawaii
age ten - heard my mom tell me on a regular basis that she hates me, learned to drive
age eleven - met nicole, dad overdosed
age twelve - cut twenty two inches of hair off for cancer, started cutting
age thirteen - attempted suicide, found my dad after he over dosed
age fourteen - met will, quit soccer, found my dad after he tried to kill himself
age fifteen - attempted suicide, moved out of the house on leacock
sorry i'm so boring
my two dogs are the most important things to me. i could eat mini eggs every day for the rest of my life and i love the beatles. i write thank you notes and mail them to my family after my birthday or christmas every year. i haven’t picked up a paintbrush in three years but i would love to start again soon. a lot of people may say it, but i actually do sleep better when i’m sleeping with someone and the sound of waves crashing against each other is the most calming thing in the world. i miss going camping every year and being up at the farm every other weekend. i hate living in oakville. i’m so tired of everyone here. i wouldn’t hesitate if the option to pack up and move somewhere else came up. i could watch the oc and greys anatomy every day and never get sick of it. before i die i want to have a big family, have travelled the world and i want to have a father daughter dance with my dad.
some days, just reminding myself i’m going to have a family of my own one day is enough to keep me going. you can say the only thing keeping me from this perfect hell is whats to come
you're so real and inspiring. i think almost every teenage girl can relate to you in one way or another. those haters from school? forget them.
i love your blog :) do you mind me asking how many followers you have?
aw that means a lot and i’m glad haha i feel like i’m the only one in the world who feels like this. thank you and not at all, i’m four away from 1500 :)
you’re not even fucking worth stressing over this much, my head has gotten that point across someone explain it to my heart blah omg i’m so gay
“it wasn’t a suicide attempt, it was an escape from everything awful. when we cut, we’re in control - we make our own pain and we can stop it whenever we want. physical pain relieves mental anguish. for a brief moment, the pain of cutting is the only thing in the cutter’s mind, and when that stops and the other comes back, it is weaker. drugs do that too, and sex, but not like cutting. nothing is like cutting.”
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i wanted you but i was only good for one thing, don't be mad if you find out we're together now
to do
- take a new profile picture
- tan
- write my resume
- talk to you about it
- go to the beach
- make a fire without her knowing
- not fucking eat anymore food that makes me breakout
day five - something you hope to do in your life
i hope i have a fucking fantastic relationship with all my kids
I h8 pretty much every1
i got my pills all ready for tonight !!!!!!!! ahahahah fuck you mom, you don't get a note this time
