Age: 20 Status: Married. Straight. Mental State: Depressed, Suicidal, Anti Social...
Hypocrites, hurting for personal pleasure, prejudice, LYING, LGBT bashing, &&Suicide/self harming jokes. I do believe in God, angels, and demons but that's it. I also don't believe in Hell.
I LOVE Sherlock, PLL, Vampire Diaries, Ruby Sparks, Secret Life of the American Teenager, &&Music is my passion<3
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Don't lie. When I'm gone. I don't want people putting up bullshit of knowing me and being my friend or that they wish we had more time together. Don't post on my wall saying that you miss me. If you didn't make an effort before then don't do it when I'm dead.
I really miss you; we need to hang out a lot more.
We used to be so close.
Seeing you today made me happy.
I can’t believe we drifted off.
I am so glad we’re close again.
I couldn’t go to the party tonight I’m grounded.
Sorry! I’ll see you tomorrow though.
I need to talk to you.
I’ve texted you about 100 times today,
You haven’t answered any of them.
I’m scared. I hope it isn’t true.
Today they pulled us into the gym.
They told us all what happened.
They told us the counselors would be open.
I saw your mom today.
We didn’t even say a word, we couldn’t.
I gave her your favorite flowers, pink peonies.
We cried for hours.
Your funeral was sad.
The entire school showed up.
Yes even the ones who were mean to you.
I couldn’t talk at the stand, I just cried.
I haven’t written in a while.
I don’t know what to say anymore.
Some mornings I can’t get out of bed.
I never got the chance to tell you I loved you.
I mean loved you, loved you. Now you’ll never know.
I sit by your grave for a few hours everyday.
The doctors tell me it’s not healthy, I tell them I don’t care.
I still love you and it worries me because
I’ll never love anyone the way I love you.
I’m scared because I’m starting to forget
The sound of your voice and
The way your eyes shine in the sunlight
And the warmth of your hugs
I’m sorry I wasn’t there that night.
It should have never happened.
I was always supposed to be there for you.
I haven’t had a sip of alcohol since the accident.
It’s not fair he lived and you didn’t.
The police said he was drunk. It’s not fair you died.
It’s getting bad, I need you here.
I still love you.
I’m coming to see what it’s like over where you are.
I’ll see you soon.