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I’m sorry.
This isn’t a post I wanted to make, considering all of the loss that has happened lately but I can’t do this.
My last shred of hope just left for someone else. My last reason to keep around when everything else seemed over.
I’ve had a rough 12 years of life. Constantly moving around from home to home with whatever guy my mother decided to shack up with.
Getting beaten and abused by my step father, later to be getting the same treatment from my mother and her boyfriends when she wasn’t pretending I didn’t exist. The only time she is nice is when she needs me to bail her out of trouble.
Drug addiction problems, abuse, cutting, attempted suicides… Years… So many years of this. I can’t do this any more…
I love my sisters and my friends… And my Kiwi, that I will never see again…
I’m sorry. I’m so sorry….
If I do this, if I go through with this, please… Please don’t hate me forever.
Please don’t be like me.
And Kiwi… I”m sorry. I will always love you… You will always mean the world to me… No matter how far… Forever and a day.
And Sis, I love you so much. I know we never talk any more but I never took off the necklace you sent me. I miss you so much… I’m sorry if you are reading this… I love you sis, you deserve so much happiness…
To my friends… I love tou all. You are all my family and I wish I could have been a better friend to you… I wish I had the chance to meet you all in person one day.. please… Im sorry…Im sorry… I’m so sorry…
If i continue posting after this then you’ll know im still here….
Don’t ever be like me… Please…
Goodbye…. -
cat: places paw tentatively on boob
me: please–
cat: presses paw down on boob
me: don’t–
cat: slowly, agonizingly walks across boobs(via rotteddog)
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