you see this right? you think no one would care if you died? no one would notice. Well you’re wrong. I would. and so would so many other people. The girls in your school who didn’t always acknowledge you? they’ll blame themselves. The boy or girl that rejected you? they’ll blame themselves. Everyone will go around saying what a beautiful person you were and how they didn’t see the signs, when really, everyone saw the signs. I promise you, people think you’re beautiful, someone loves you. People are afraid to admit defeat about their feelings. Somebody wants you, somebody needs you. Your mom, your dad, your grandma, your sister, your brother, your best friend? they need you. For all you know, you could be their rock, without you, they might just die. You affect everyone around you, your actions, the things you do. Your smile, might just make someone elses day. Your laugh, might be music to someones ears. So please, listen to me. Put down the pills. Put down the gun. Put down the rope. Put down the razor. You’re strong, you’re beautiful and i believe in you.
(via cumfortably-numb)
“Bora na piscina?” “Não posso” “Por que?” “Ah, você sabe…” “Não, não sei, por que?” “Ah, por que não rola” “Ai não tô entendendo, por que não pode ir?” “Ah, tô sentindo uma dorzinha” “Onde?” “NO OVÁRIO PORRA!” “Hã? Tá com cólica? Mas o que é que tem? É só uma dorzinha” “Eu tô naqueles dias…” ” De preguiça?” “NÃO CARALHO, MESTRUAÇÃO, JÁ OUVIU FALAR? TÔ SANGRANDO FEITO UMA LOUCA ,TÔ PARINDO DINOSSAUROS DE TANTA CÓLICA, PORRA, ENTENDEU OU QUER QUE EU DESENHE?” “Nossa, não precisava ser grossa”
(via empty-heeart)
(via evidencias)
