First off, to any of my followers that read these, I was sent away after a second suicide attempt in one week. I had no choice in the matter, I was detained. There was nothing my parents or I could do about it. So I just had to go.
So imagine, getting driven away from your family and new blood sister(Who attempted suicide with you) in an ambulance. Puking the whole hour long drive. Walking into a strange building, everyone is asking you questions. They take your things, they go through them all. They ask you question after question. Then finally you meet the other girls. Three other girls who tried to kill themselves.
After I got used to it, it wasn’t that bad. It was full of really good people, I made friends. But I had to ask to use the bathroom, couldn’t go to the bathroom for an hour after eating. But most importantly, I changed. I learned about myself and about my life. I have a new perspective, I will fight until I can’t anymore and then I will keep fighting.
In other news, you’re not sorry. So stop saying your sorry and have a nice life with your new friends. I gave you everything. I’m not saying I’ll never forgive you. I’m just saying, as long as you don’t wanna fucking care neither do I. While I rotted in a room alone, you weren’t worried. That’s what really bites. You can’t be everyone’s friend. You just can’t. Thats not the way it works. And if you pick them, you pick them. But this is my war now, and you are either with me or against me.
So, do what you want. But know that you’re one of the reasons me and Nicole ended up in that hospital that night.
You betrayed the two people who loved you most numerous times. But you can find new friends right? We are…easily replaceable clearly.
(Source: catsandnicole)
“So lets rewind back to the time. 2012, I almost died. I overdosed, I did not know.”
“And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call, I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall.”
“And if you want me back, your gonna have to ask nicer than that.”
Seriously though, I’m baaaaack.
