REBLOG IF ITS OKAY TO TALK TO YOU.

REBLOG IF ITS OKAY TO TALK TO YOU.

Please.

Hello ♡ this isn’t related to my usual content, but I just wanted to say something/

I keep seeing posts from teens going through tough times on my feed, and I want you to know that life does get better. I’m saying this as someone who spent their teenage years stuck in bed, depressed from a lot of traumatic stuff. I know right now things might feel hopeless, but I promise the universe — or whatever higher power you believe in — will give you so many chances. Things can get better. Like Lana Del Rey said, "Fairytales always have a happy ending, and if you’re not happy, then it’s not the ending."

Sending lots of love to everyone from the bottom of my heart

What Does Sorry Mean?

What was it you used to say?  What was it you told me everyday? Written in my head with ink and pen  Is "I'm sorry means I won't do it again"  How were you the one teaching me When sorry is the last thing you could ever be?  Now my mom is crying And my sister is mad What does sorry mean again, Dad? Seventy times seven That's how many times I was supposed to Forgive your crimes And I did for every bruise You left on my mind But if I could choose I would have torn you apart Because you did the same To a nine year old's heart And for every lie you told me You twisted me to be like you And now I'm just as angry As my dad is too I want to go home, To the safety I once knew But it isn't real It was never true And now that you're gone I don't even feel sad Because the monster under my bed Is really my dad I can't get you out of my head I scream to drown out your voice I'm clawing my skin You left me with no other choice Just say that you're sorry So that we can move on I'll even lie for you Though I know it's wrong I wish I could say That I'd to it again To go back To who I had been But there will still be cracks On a mended vase Crying tears Has left grooves in my face A child in the woods Is wandering around lost You wanted power And you didn't care about the cost I know you're not sorry  I don't want to forgive Some days I don't even  Want to live I hope one day I do I hope I have another start But in the meantime I'm bandaging  A child's heart

EMMY FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION

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