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I remember when I asked you

"What would you do if you lost me, if If I left you. What would you do?"

And you said to me

"Why would you even make me want to think of that? I’m never going to loose you. Never. And if the situation happened, well you know what I’d do? I’d get you back. I’d text you all the time telling you I miss you and that I love you and if I saw you on the street I’d grab you and kiss you. Id send you letters telling you how much you mean to me and tell you how bad I’m doing without you. At night I’d sneak in and wrap my arms around you and beg for you back. Id do everything in this living world possible to show you my love for you. I just wouldn’t give up on you until you were mine again."

but the worst part of it was that a few month later

You were the one that left me

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this

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I know that I’m hard to love. Some days I’m all smiles and affection and then other days there’s nothing I want more than to be quiet and lie in bed.

Sometimes I get angry about stupid things and won’t want to talk to you. Other days I’ll think that you’re the most perfect person in the world.

Please don’t give up on me. I know it’s not easy but I’ll always come back to you.

Letters to the next (I hope you try)

Pretty much describes me

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(Source: reality-escape-artist)

sivanxoakley:

cassbones:

katdiamandis:

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willwin92:

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myreticentvale:

Keep the flame going for those we have lost to suicide. 

why has this not got any notes 

a middle school girl commited suicide here a few days ago..she was 14..

my followers know who this is for.

two of my close friends attempted multiple times

i attempted around this time last year. keep this going.

Today, personally, this is for Robin Williams.

But for today, and every day, it is for anybody who has ever lost anybody to suicide and anybody who has been lost themselves.

I know it probably doesn’t help, but I am so, so sorry.

RIP

Reblogging this twice and this should have way more notes

For everybody that couldn’t make it to the end.. And had to end it their own way..

I’ve tried to hate you. I keep playing the disgust attached to your voice, when you said my name for the last time. I’ve tried to remember every cruel thing that you’ve ever done to me. I know you’re an asshole. I know you caused me a vast amount of pain. I know you’re fucked up, but that’s why I fell for you— because I thought I could save you. Instead, I’m now fucked up too. It’s been 11 months. I’ve tried hating you— hating you doesn’t work because I still see those damn eyes and I melt. I think its time to forget you.
Hopefully this time for good (via healingx)

1. April 14th you stopped smiling back at me. I knew then that this was going to hurt.

2. I used to have hour long conversations with you. They slowly turned into 10 minute ones— you saying you were too busy to talk. And I was so foolish because I believed you. This went on for months until you stopped answering all together.

3. She was all you talked about. How beautiful her smile was. How perfect she was. This lovely girl who smoked her sadness away. You always hated cigarettes. I didn’t understand.

4. I laid in my room for days waiting. Hoping you’d notice my silence. After 9 days I figured you didn’t give a shit about me. I wrote poetry about you until my fingers bled.

5. I was going crazy all because you didn’t love me back. I was going to let you destroy me, and you were aware of all of this. To this day, I still don’t forgive you for leaving me like that. Like I’m meaningless trash.

6. There was a storm coming, a blizzard. I called you 5 times to make sure you were safe, by the 6th voicemail I was crying and told you to fuck yourself. The 7th I said I was sorry.

7. You teased me for your entertainment. Little by little you left holes in my heart until it was completely empty. I’m still trying to regain my strength.

8. I couldn’t let you kill me. And that’s where this was headed.

8 reasons why I had to leave. (Fuck you)
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