STARDUST

fifteen
emotional wreck
@shaunyyz's
to infinity and beyond
a super big thank you to my boyfriend for setting up the recovery page with me
"the world is not a wish granting factory." - John Green

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I have a best friend and his name is John. Growing up he didn’t have the happiest life, his father abused him often. He means everything in the world to me and I am very protective over him. Last year, on June 22nd he tried to commit suicide and it was by far the scariest day of my life. Luckily he survived. It started off like a normal day, I didn’t hear from John till about 9 am. His father had abused him really badly the previous night and was really suicidal and just done with everything. Around 6 o’clock he started sending me texts about how we was gonna die and he loved me and things like that. I was panicking so I told him to go on tinychat so he could see me and hear why he needed to be alive. I’m not really the kind of person who cries a lot but I couldn’t help but bawl when talking to him. After about 20 minutes he said brb. While he was gone I was texting my other friend who got a hold of his mom. Johns family was moving to Pittsburgh and he and his dad had gone down to move boxes into their house. I’ve never met John before. That doesn’t matter to me because he is my world and id do anything for him. His mom got ahold of his aunt who started driving to get John, from about 45 minutes away. So here I was talking to my best friend and he was bleeding all over everywhere. I was terrified he wouldn’t make it. He kept asking me about time. How much he had left and was beginning to lose awareness. His aunt finally got to their house, but John had dead bolted the door. I had to beg him for 5 minutes to get him to open the door. The last thing John said before he left for the hospital was “Don’t die Molly.” He told me I was the reason he put the knife down because he saw in my eyes as I was videochatting him just how much I need him and love him. I remember sitting on my bed bawling my eyes out and saying,”Don’t John. I need you.” He’s told me countless times those 5 words saved him. It was terrifying having to read the messages he sent me as he was bleeding and losing consciousness. I will never forget the feeling I felt that day. I thought I was going to lose the person the made my world keep turning. On both of his arms he has many scars remaining from that day.  He is incredibly insecure about them, he covers them up with make up, always wears long sleeves, or sticks little band aids all over them. I want to show him they are not ugly and shameful like he thinks they are. I want him to know that they are beautiful, just like him. There’s nothing wrong with having scars, they tell his story. He means everything in the world to me and I love his scars as much as I love him. Please reblog this and spread the word so I can show my best friend his scars are beautiful. This is our story. Thank you.
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