Reblog if you'd care if I killed myself.
The Girls I Babysit:
Carly: What are those? (pointing to my scars on my wrist)
Me: They're battle scars.
Anna: Cool! Can I have some?
Me: Please don't ever get some okay? But when you seem someone with them like the ones I have on their wrists go hug them. Don't ever make fun of them okay?
As we're walking around Wal Mart with both of them holding my hands, a young girl walks by us. Carly and Anna go and hug her. She hugs these two adorable little girls back
Girl: Why are you hugging me?
Carly: You have battle scars. *points to her wrists*
And through her tears she looks up at me and smiles.
If you don't reblog this... I don't know what I'd do, just reblog it.
If Staff shuts self-harm and eating disorder blogs...
Reblog if I can talk to you about cutting .
gabby-luvs-zombiez: I would be pretty scared too x)
Parents: omg you still here you never do anything good why don't you try and be useful.
School: you're dumb and have no future, sorry.
Mirror: Eew please that's horrible, look for a plastic surgeon.
Cellphone: why in the hell do you check for new texts? Who the fuck would ever contact you?
Facebook: friends requests? New messages? Wait you really expect to have notifications? Lol
Friends: why you always depressed its not even funny to spend time with you.
Music: hey sweetheart, here you are. You okay? Shh don't worry, everything's gonna get better. You are special but not alone and never stop fighting and hoping cause someday it won't hurt anymore, just chill now, put your headphones and let me show you beauty and love and give you chills and make you feel wonderful, just listen to me..
School: be yourself!
School: but don't get any piercings or dye your hair or stand out from the rest or act how you usually would or choose to be different from other people.