Update: I am still outside, but not because of feeling numb.
It’s because someone needs someone to talk to them, to help them realize that suicide is not worth it. They haven’t shown up yet to talk and I am terrified that something’s happened to them.
I don’t know how much longer I should wait out here. I’ve been here for literally more than 2 hours. I just want them to be safe.
Literally just sitting outside in the cold so that I feel both nothing and something. I’ve been here for at least 15 minutes.
I should probably go inside, huh?
I literally crave affection. It’s not about sex. I crave somebody to cuddle with me, and to lay their head on my lap. I crave kisses, holding hands and running my thumb across theirs. Just looking at someone and thinking “how did I get this lucky”.
We’ve inherited hope —
the gift of forgetting.
You’ll see how we give
birth among the ruins.
i was the woman who saw him
for the man he could be
not for one he was
That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you’re not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.
I’ll be your canvas;
your magnificent struggle
… my heart is a parachute that has never
opened in time
Andrea Gibson. from “Pole Dancer,” Pole Dancing to Gospel Hymns (via lifeinpoetry)
What boy would want to cuddle you?
to cope with this clearly insensitive individual, I am going to type in IPA.
fʌk ju, ju dʒaɪənt bæg ʌv dɪks. aɪ doʊnt dɪzɚv tu bi tritɪd ðɪs weɪ, mʌtʃ lɛs baɪ ʌ kəmplit ænd ʌɾɚ straɪndʒɚ. ɪts bæd ənʌf ðæt aɪ fil ðɪs weɪ ɑlrɛdi, wɪθaʊt jɔɚ hɛlp.
traɪ tɛlɪŋ mɪ sʌmθɪŋ aɪ doʊnt ɑlrɛdɪ noʊ.
Hi, I’m Monica and I like to write in IPA… #nerdalert #IPA (it’s a poem, if you can decipher it)
There was something in my bones that told me to love you.
It’s easy to love someone when they’re happy. What’s hard is loving someone when they’re crying on the bathroom floor at 2am because everything came crashing down at once.
Midnight thoughts (sometimes I’m a mess)
I’m sorry you have to see me this way.
some of the most gorgeous people i know. are radiant scars.
I posted this three times tonight and had three people tell me that I helped save their life. Thank you to those people who have decided to struggle through to let us enjoy the gift of one more day of their prescence gracing us all. I hope that you all reblog this, to save another few. Because we all dserve another chance and hope in life. I went to the hospital 6 times before I decided to keep my life but I hope none of you suffer that much. And I hope you all can make that scary, seemingly painful, blind, hoping, wonderful step to live.
I want to help you in any way I can. ANYTHING. I mean it. If I had had someone stay with me and text me or talk to me all night, just one time, it would have changed my life. I know how hard those nights can be.
^I love this girl more than words can express.
foundmywaywheniwaslost: I am always here if anyone ever needs to talk/vent. You have a purpose, Please Stay Alive. <3
Not just for tonight but for the rest of your life. You have so much to look forward to in the future that if you choose to kill yourself, it will be the biggest mistake of your life. You’re going to miss out on people you’ll never be able to meet, kids you’ll never have, a partner to love or partys to go to. There’s just too much that you’ll miss out on. You deserve and have the right to be here as much as the person next to you does. You’re just a drop in the ocean. You were meant to be here and you have a purpose. Don’t ever forget that. And if you feel like you don’t, just believe in yourself because you do. If you ever feel worthless or like shit, know that I love you and those dicks that tell you shit are jealous that you’re who you are because there’s something about you that they wish they could have. Please stay strong and never give up because things DO GET BETTER.
3rd time I reblog this xx
Keep your self awake, I hope your here to stay. This day is not yet over, let me be your four leaf clover.
Reblogged it and queued it so it’ll post tomorrow too. And the next day and the next so I hope I can save someone. We all love you.
someone messaged me this morning saying it helped and thanked me, so im reblogging this again, and queuing it. stay strong guys.
reblogging this everyday no matter what