Text 12 Oct

fucking

shoot me

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Text 7 Oct

I’m really upset by those prank robberies. Like, people dressing like robbers in masks and going somewhere and doing something dumb and freaking everyone up

When I was in second grade a bank robber held a gun to my little sister. No joke he PULLED A GUN ON HER a baby in a stroller, he stood with his finger on the trigger and then he ran off and shot himself. 

Everyone prayed it was a joke, a prank robbery, but it wasn’t. My mom told me the evening it happened and I thought she was joking. 

So when I see a video of people going into a store dressed as robbers and dancing or whatever

Remember how scared the people in that store are. It’s not funny to make a person fear for their lives. My sister almost DIED. I almost lost her that day, my mom was scared to go back to the bank for a really damn long time. 

She still has nightmares about the day a man almost killed her daughter in front of her. 

Think what it does to people 

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Text 3 Oct 2 notes

let me slit my throat and die alone

Text 28 Sep

dont let me fall again

Text 27 Sep

let me die

Text 24 Sep 18 notes Perks Of Being A Wallflower~

fame-fortune-fashion:

Once on a yellow peice of paper with green lines

he wrote a poem

and he called it “chops”

because that was the name of his dog

and thats what it was all about

his teacher gave him an A

and a gold star

and his mother hung it on the kitchen door

and read it to his aunts.

that was the year Father Tracy

took all the kids to the zoo

and he let them sing on the bus

and his little sister was born

with tiny nails and no hair

and his mother and father kissed alot

and the girl around the corner sent him a

Valentine signed with a row of X’s

and he had to ask his father what the X’s meant

and his father always tucked him in bed at night

and was always there to do it

 

once on a piece of white paper with blue lines

he wrote a poem

he called it “Autumn”

because that was the name of the season

and that’s what it was all about

and his teacher gave him an A

and asked him to write more clearly

and his mother never hung it on the kitchen door

beause of the new paint

and the kids told him

that Father Tracy smoked cigars

and left butts on the pews

and sometime they would burn holes

that was the year his sister got glasses

with thick lenses and black frames

and the girl around the corner laughed

when he asked her to go see santa claus

and the kids told him why

his mother and father kissed alot

and his father never tucked him in bed at night

and his father got mad

when he cried for him to do it

 

once on a paper torn from his notebook

he wrote a poem

and he called it “Innocence: A Question”

because that was the question about his girl

and thats what it was all about

and his professor gave him an A

and a strange steady look

and his mother never hung it on the kitchen door

because he never showed her

that was the year Father Tracy died

and he forgot how the end

of the Apostles’s Creed went

and he caught his sister

making out on the back porch

and his mother and father never kissed

or even talked

and the girl around the corner

wore too much make up

that made him cough when he kissed her

but he kissed her anyway

becuase it was the thing to do

and at 3 am he tucked himself into bed

his father snoring soundly

 

that’s why on the back of a brown paper bag

he tried another poem

and he called it “Absolutely Nothing”

because that’s what it was really all about

and he gave himself an A

and a slash on each damned wrist

and he hung it on the bathroom door

because this time he didnt think

he could reach the kitchen——

(Source: g-odiva)

Text 17 Sep

Good news and bad news Hahahahahahahaha

how about “guess what this is only bad news with me trying to be nice”


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