My hobbies include crying and cutting.
Perfect day for a suicide.
Alright so I want to try something,
Tumblr secret Santa, but instead of giving presents you send a nice anon message every day for the month of December. So this is how it’s going to work, like or reblog this post and on November30th as soon as I wake up ill inbox everyone a URL of the blog who has them as their secret Santa
When I walk to his house after getting kicked out of mine. When I start crying when he opens the door. How he holds me and whispers that everything will be okay, even though he has no idea why I’m crying. The look on his face as I try to tell him about my abusive mother. And when I tell him I hurt myself, how he kneels and takes my hands and puts his head on my lap. When he starts tearing up, and asks me to try my best not to do it again. How we cuddle and he comforts me.
That’s when you know you have a keeper.
|Seal:||ow ow ow|