I don’t care who the fuck you are, or what you’re doing. You can take 3 seconds to reblog this.
I miss you..
That last comment broke my heart..
It’s sad to think that some people might have seen this and thought of me should I have gone through or succeeded years back. To think that now, years after everything, that things are getting better and that I don’t have suicidal thoughts near as often, and almost no urge to act on them… it’s incredulous.