Monday, 24 October 2011
I know what it’s like to want to die.
How it hurts to smile.
How you try to fit in but you can’t.
how you hurt yourself on the outside
to kill the things on the inside.
the majority of the time,
a pretty face does not mean a pretty heart.
but sometimes a pretty face hides a lot.
yeah, i know, she's bleeding, but dont blame it on a knife,
the only thing that's cutting her is the battle she calls life.
I'll start letting my guard down when people stop giving me
reasons to keep it up
Trust is like an eraser. it gets smaller and smaller after every mistake.
I miss the days when tying my shoes was the hardest thing to do.
Now it's learning how to smile when everything inside tells me to cry.
I drag myself out of nightmares each morning and find there's no relief
Behind every bitch is a girl who got tired of being broken.
You think you want to die.
But really you just want to be saved. <3
I think that at some time we've all thought it's funny
to call someone stupid or tell them that they'll never get it right,,
the people around you may laugh at your insult,
the person you're insulting may also laugh.
But you don't know what happens when they get home.
You've never been them so you don't know
how much an 'innocent' remark actually gets to them
Damaged people are dangerous,
Because they know they can survive
(i would never wish this on someone ^^ because i
would never ever want someone to hate themselves
Everybody is always so fucking “fine”
But we are not.
Sometimes, we are hurt and bruised and
nearly completely shattered and this, sir,
is not what one calls fine.
Some people are just born with tragedy in their blood.
You can only put the past away for so long, there will be days it comes rushing back.
Sometimes the strongest people in the morning
are the people who cried all night.
You can only put the past away for so long,
there will be days it comes rushing back.
Pain makes people change.
i have the thickest skin of anyone you'll ever meet.
no one can say anything about me I haven't heard
a million times before.
I wish I could show you the hell you put me through.
then maybe for once in your life you could see how it feels to
be made a fool of, to be made a slut. and to have everyone
saying shit about you that they knew nothing about. i just want
you to understand what that feels like.
And all i ever needed was someone to come around and
tell me that I have suffered long enough.
sometimes you need to hit that lowest point of being sad,
the point where you can't take it anymore
and you completely lose yourself,
to finally get back up on your feet again.
Sometimes when we think we are keeping a secret, that secret is actually keeping us. Frank warren
Don't judge my journey till you've walked my path.
Strong: when a girl has been broken so many times in
so many ways. and she's hurting.
all she wants to do is cry. and all she can think about
is the people who did it and how much she cares
for them. and yet this girl still goes out, still smiles,
still laughs, and she acts to make everyone around
her believe she is happy. and they do.
that is strong.
It is loneliness that makes the loudest noise.
She feels like somehow someone always finds a way
to bring her down, like she's never good enough
for everyone and they all just see right through her.
No amount of pushing people down will
get you where you want to go.
The darkest secrets are always the ones closest to home.
Never underestimate the pain of a person because the
truth is everyone is struggling.
it's just some people hide it better than others.
Every second is a chance to turn your life around.
Anything that doesn't kill you will only make you stronger.
(true ^^, because they are proof that i battled myself.
because they are proof that things can get bad.
because they are reminders that i wanted to die.
because they are reminders that i survived
when some didnt.
because they show me i can survive when things
get bad again.
They show me i deserve to be happy and nothing can
break me that bad again. )
So I'm going to give you some advice...
AND JUST BE HAPPY!
i dont know what you are going through.
but trust me when i say this. i have went through shit too.
a ton of terrible, devastating shit. but i am alive.
i made it through. i took everything hard and i truly
wanted to die. and there are some days where it all comes
back to me. and all i feel is pain and hurt. but i did survive.
and i know i still will. if you need help. get it. people won't know
you are in pain if you don't tell them. if you feel like you
cant tell a parent. tell a teacher. a preacher. a friend. anybody.
you can survive too. i know you can. i have faith in you.