Past mistakes haunt me day after day, but I still wear my fake smile as I try to remain strong. Nobody sees the real me because I hide her.
Reblog this is you would listen to someone who was suicidal, depressed, anorexic, trans, gay, anything and anyone’s problems.
(Source: minicakies, via nobodysees-nobodyknows)
Answer:
Who’s this? Please come off anon. And thank you. Have we talked before?
Answer:
Thank you
I was seriously thinking about suicide a week ago. It was bad. I asked my friends if I could call them because I needed to talk to someone.
They wouldn’t let me even when I told them it was important.
My friend is ignoring me. I honestly don’t know what the fuck I did wrong! She won’t speak to me. I’m a horrible person. She hasn’t spoken to me in almost a week. She promised that she’d never leave me. I should have know that was too good to be true. People always leave me. :/ I’m a horrible person. No wonder she hates me.
