Q:Please stay strong, beautiful. Jesus loves you. You have a purpose and you are loved. You deserve to be happy. You're worth so much. I'm here for you if you ever need to talk. I care. God cares. "He will wipe every tear from their eyes, and there will be no more death or sorrow or crying or pain. All these things are gone forever" (Revelation 21:4)."For his anger lasts only a moment, but his favor lasts a lifetime. Weeping may last through the night, but joy comes with the morning" (Psalm 30:5).
So wanna cut right now
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If there is another life after death I wonder if you are watching me the boys and mum now
Are you sober
Are you the old dad
Full of love
Do you regret what you did to us
Or are you just the same
Still an alcoholic
Did death make you better
Or did it make you worse
I bet you still hate us
I bet you really aren’t proud
I bet every single mistake we have made you have picked up on
Maybe like everyone else you blame your suicide on us, like we pushed you to it
Maybe we did, but you pushed us to the edge everyday
You dragged yourself down, but that was never enough, you had to take us down with you
And that hurt
I can never forgive you for what you did
But that doesn’t mean I don’t love you and miss you
I hated who you became, but you were my dad
And you are gone, its the 2 year anniversary soon, I’m 16 in October, you were an alcoholic for a lot of my life
Didn’t I deserve a dad? Was I that bad?
reblog if u were on tumblr before yahoo bought it
IT’S LITERALLY BEEN LIKE A DAY AND WHAT ARE YOU EVEN TRYING TO ACHIEVE WITH THIS POST
only a true tumblrite would understand. you just outed yourself as a yahooligan
Day 20 : What is the most vivid memory you have of self harm.
When over the course of a week I cut two long cuts down the side of my arm with a blunt blade, the scars make me shiver.
This is honestly what most of you want, you don’t want to die. I know that… You want to be saved.
The thing is you expect someone else to save you… When the truth is only you can save yourself.
- mom: did you get home safe?
- me: no i died a few times