"She drinks to kill the pain.
I write when she encourages mine."
i wish tumblr had a draw my life thing
I’m thinking of writing a book.
If someone makes you sad, cut them out of your life. There are amazing people out there that would love to make you happy
If someone I know is thinking about suicide, nothing else matters to me at that moment except them. I will stop everything I’m doing just to talk them out of it, no matter how long it takes. I’d even reveal my personal secrets to them. Even if I’ve never met them in person before.
So far, I’ve stopped 2 people from committing suicide.
everything seems so much clearer now that I’ve told her
What’s wrong with me.
I want her
But she makes me sad
I try to move on
But she makes me happy
I don’t matter to her
But she matters to me
What the fuck is wrong with meeee