I always wanted you stay by my side, I always thought that you would love me till the end, but I think I was wrong to believe that you never let me alone. When I was young you were the one who had much importance to me, every I did something, it was for have your attention, and I think it stay like that, even if today a grow up. But Now, I succeed to understand that , no matter what I’ve done, I do or I will do, it will never be enough for you, Now Im sixteen, and it time to me to make choice, and my first decision it, to let you go and pas to another chapter of my life, im sorry dad but, im tired to fight and try to win your love.
your daughter who can never give you more.
I know you’re in a better place, yeah
But I wish that I could see your face, oh
I know you’re where you need to be
Even though it’s not here with me
(Source: lycheeluxe1, via broken-n-bruised)
This is the kind of pain that you never forget, it take all of your feeling, you lose all your control, it like the whole world fall of your head and ruin you, all of this in only some second. And you can’t do anything to stop that. You just can feel pain, because she control, and she live in you for once time. I can’t do anything because it the story of my life ..!
I know I have to stay strong, for my family, for my friend , for everyone who try to help me, but it hard to keep my head behing of those people who don’t what I have to cross.. I just would like that everything was never happen, I just want to forget this way, back in time and might everything.. it impossible.. i know I have to face of my fear and my struggle. if I can tell just one thing for every girl we have chance to take another way of anoraxia, bulimia, self-harming any other thing in this way, you can still change something, maybe you think it too late but it not, you can make a difference in your life just in saying what is wrong..please do it before it is too late..because once you have lost control, that’s it taking control of your life…
They didn’t know that she was planning something. Most people thought she was perfectly fine. She was good at pretending…but some people knew she wasn’t okay but they didnt realize how bad it was. She would party every weekend. She was border line alcoholic rarely going 48 hours without being 100% sober. She tried finding comfort in anything even if that ment fucking some guy she just met one night while she had been drinking. Everyday was going by as a blur. They didn’t know that she cried herself to sleep every night. They didnt know that she had practiced cutting herself so many times. They didnt know that she had written and rewritten letters to all the people she cared about most telling them she loved them and apologizing. She even wrote one to the person who was most important to her, who wouldn’t understand what had happened because she was to young. She wanted her to know it wasn’t her fault and she loved her dearly. They just didnt know. They found her surrounded… in her own blood. They finally knew… they finally realized that she really wasn’t okay and the rumors, and the fake friends, and the guys who liked her for all the wrong reasons, and the family, and the lies, and the unperfect body that she saw that everyone else thought was close to perfect, had gotten to her. She finally had the courage to press down hard enough… and they finally knew that she planned this.
“A strong girl keeps her stuff in line-and with tears running she still manages to spit the simple words “I’m fine.”
Tomorrow my bff go to a cheerleading camp for 1week. Im supposed to go with her but my doctor said that im not able to do this camp. Im sad because i was so happy to go there with my bestfriend, but i can’t change it… I hope that my bff are passing a beautiful week even if we can’t pass it together. I know that im not always a good bff and im sorry for this. But i promise u thay i give the best of me, i love you bff and i don’t want to lose u never !! You know we stay always and together
Bad is never good until worse happens.
(via nothavingyouhere)
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