This can’t be happening. God, please, I know you’ve got many calls to answer, but listen closely:
Could you save my great-uncle? He’s done no harm; cancer’s taken him over. My father knew him best (from my intermediate family) while the rest of us were reconnecting because of distance. I’ve grown to love him and my great-aunt. Please, I’ll do anything, give up anything, just give him time, so I can see him once more. Thank you. Amen.
Last self harm day: 28 April 2013 at 8:49pm
Great. Just fucking relapsed. I hate this bullshit.
I just noticed; this school year is already almost over. And that leads to seniors graduating. My best friends/my boyfriend won’t be here next year. Who’s going to be there to hug me when I need someone? Who’s going to talk to me during our lunch period about almost anything? Who’s going to be in my gym class with me?
Dan Howell, Jon Regula and Jason Glaser, I love you guys. I don’t know where I’d be without you.
You’ve gotta be kidding me. I flirt with everyone? Yeah fucking right. This year, I’ve LOST so many friends, so how the hell could I flirt with anyone? No one fucking likes me anymore. Is that it? Everyone’s just going to hide it, and post things about me on other sites, but not even say it to my face? Like, are you a joke? I fucking hate it here. I have not had a single bad thought to harm myself since March 20th, and now I just want to die, or at least be invisible. So I can see who realises I’m gone.
Sorry all my friends are guys. Sorry you’re judgemental and you don’t know how to control yourself.
Sorry I talk to who I talk to, and show them respect.
Sorry for everything.
Sorry for even living here.
Sorry for living.
Sorry.
I want to cry. I want to just cry and drown in my tears. 9/10 times I can cheer people up, feeling better and making them stronger, but I can’t do that for my boyfriend. yes, I make him happy. But I don’t want him upset with other things going on in his life. I want him happy all the time, not just with me. What am I doing wrong? I love him, he loves me, but why can’t I make him happy? Please.. It kills me so much. :c
#notavirgin
the way Dan eats me out and the imagines he sends me are so dirty but he is so good at it
Dan is perfect, he knows how to make me happy and horny, and I love both :)
the way he makes me moan, and move my hips, with his fingers as deep as they can go, moving them around. then going down and licking my vagina and eating me out with his tongue in my vagina as swirling it around is an amazing feeling
wow I’ve been missing out
best night ever, last night. :)_(sexual,movies,xbox,pizza) :3
I remember the days
When I used to never be a sexually active
But now with Dan, I’m just so comfortable with him,
I don’t mind it. I don’t mind him on me and I don’t mind being on him.
Plus, he really knows how to make me moan,
no one’s ever made me moan really
Until yesterday of course ;)
ugh fuck, why can’t I be older and why can’t we have an apartment alone together to cuddle, fight, love eachother, hate eachother, and be horny.
you’re making this so hard, Dan i hate to say it, but I really can’t live knowing Gaby is like my runner up. I really don’t trust her nor you two together. I trust you, but there’s someone.. or something.. telling me that I shouldn’t be.
Someone is telling me that if you and Gaby keep yourselves up the way you two are, I’ll get pushed away.
But what I know is you two are just friends,
Maybe I just don’t trust you when Gaby gets involved, I don’t know. All I know is, I’d rather you not talk to Gaby so I don’t have this confusion, but I can’t do that. If she’s your best friend, you can’t devote your life to just me. That’d make you look bad.
fuck you dad. you make me feel like i can’t ever be happy around you. you just made me cry in front of hundreds of people, and yelled at me for hugging my fucking boyfriend.
oh, and when I try to correct you, that’s not when you tell me to “save it”, that’s when you’re supposed to listen and understand. and you wonder why you’re the “bad guy”.
to anyone reading, this is what happened
today my town was having a st. patricks day parade, so my boyfriend, Dan, Bailey and I wanted to go and hangout by the library, which is the middle of town, (town is very small), and my dad calls me eight times, and i didn’t answer because i didn’t feel the vibrate, so of course i got in trouble for that. then my boyfriend HUGGED me and he flipped a shit.
Dan is the only thing keeping me alive, Dad. If you want to take anything that has to do with Dan away from me, my life is going with it.
Cunt.
really mum? you always tell me dad is the one that just carries on and on about a problem, but now it’s you! me and dan only played that game with the cans for fun, we aren’t the only ones who’d do it, or who has done it! and now you’re saying after today, I can only see him in school? this is fucking bullshit. whenever I’m in any relationship I can never just be in a relationship, without still feeling fucking worthless as fuck. I fucking hate you mum, if you take my happiness I’m taking my life.
