i wanna be in your arms

in your hoodie

snuggled up tight with you by my side


cuddling


small i love yous before we fall asleep


in each other’s arm



is that too much to ask?

no one:

me: this is all i'm allowing myself to eat today

And if I die?

*******'re really dying huh?

no no no no no no no no no no non onno no...


alex dont leave me


dont leave us.


we love you so ******* much


we need you?


yeah.


we need you.



i hope youre well.



you'll be in a better place.





i dont want you to die.

Am I a girl?

Or a boy?

Mummy says I'm a girl.

Mummy won't believe me when I tell her that I feel like a boy.

Me,

Now,

A boy?

I wanna be a boy.

I am a boy.

A short,

Feminine,

Transgender,

Boy.

I'm not a girl.

Is Robin a girl's name?

My name has been Robin ever since I was born.

Mummy says that only girls' names are pretty,

that only girls wear makeup,

that only girls wear dresses and skirts,

I don't like that.

I don't like wearing them either.

My name isn't pretty.

I am a boy.

I am a boy.

She misses being kissed.

Does that mean SHE wants you back?

That she misses you?

That she wants your relationship back?

You, have a boyfriend.

But you, also miss her kisses.

You want her back.

You miss her.

You WANTED the relationship back.


But YOU, have a boyfriend.

AND, that boyfriend means everything to you.


He means everything to YOU.

But you COULDN’T do anything to hurt him.

You wouldn’t. You couldn’t.

Because you love him so much.


So you picked up your phone,

wrote out “I’m sorry.”

Sent.

DELIVER.


The End.

i love you

I've made her mad, haven't I?

I want my mummy back.

maybe i am finally happy.

finally happy with myself,

with you.

im starting to think that she doesn't love me anymore.

but maybe he does.

ive moved my feelings to twitter. im still mad, upset, jealous, replaced

i’m one month clean.

soon to be ruined because it’s unhealthy and i’m all about slowing killing myself.  


brb. . .

going to throw up . . .

Where is it?

your friends are leaving you left and right


when will you change?

because i thought we were over.

no talking,

no nothing.

and you messaged me.

the sick feeling in my stomach wont go away.

michael, is it fake?

yet youre the one hanging onto us.

i’m gonna do it again. almost one month and 20 days clean!

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i can’t eat an apple without feeling like i’m about to throw up so i just chew it up and spit it out

My name.

RSW

Robin, Robbie.

Soleil, Sol

Wilds.


Robbie Soleil Wilds.

It's an odd name, though unique.

i made this account
for her

to tell her how much i
loved her

appreciated her

everything.

why should i ask you if you’re okay if you’re already- probably- talking to him.


i thought you said you trusted me more than him

that i was here longer than him


i’ve known you longer than him

so why am i being pushed away?

i remember your little smile before we found others



remember?

it was us 3, walking around the playground.

then 3 turned into 4

then 4 turned into 6

and then we gained more and more

until we snapped.

and we’re back to 3,


but this time a broken 3

cause then i wouldnt have met you

and that’s all that matters

and now i don’t know where you are.

he was ******* with me and was joking.

im crying but i got the best present ever

We're all just labels on legs.

the more i realise how much you mean to me

why cant we just get along?

oh, how i remember us,

v  ^ v > >

dancing in your room

v ^ v > > \ \

now , , , she's taken my place,

v > > > ^ v v v - - - \ v - - -

oh, have you heard?

^ ^ ^ \ \ \ - - -

have you heard?

\ - - - -

that she's-

^ \ \ - -

just so-

^ \ \ -


so..


-   -   -

"ew"

no.

what? no one will notice unless they see this.


i don’t wanna talk about it.


just one cut don’t worry about it

I love the feeling of knowing I have a girl's heart wrapped around my fingers.

The feeling of being loved.

Just knowing that someone's mine,

and that I'm her's.



I don't have that anymore.


Cause she left.


She left me.

i want it out of me

A sun, shining bright into her eyes.

She opened them, cooing at her mother, laying in the hospital bed.

A little girl has been born,

but she has yet to find out what will happen.

Little Soleil will no longer,

feel.

Please... don't find me.

I want to keep my hole to myself

about the fights

the arguments

the ignoring


the sleepovers

the playdates

the parties

the birthdays


the everything



no ones perfect and i don’t expect you to be,

i wish you would talk to me more,

hug me more,

look at me more,

is this a sign of “hey,, i love you?”

god i don’t know anymore

i’ve broken my heart so many times

you’re all that’s on my mind

god i wish i could see you one more time



but youre hers.

and she’s yours.



she’s mine.

i’m not sure if i’m hers.


feelings are dumb

feelings are stupid


i really do think i love you

but as you said


“i think it was platonic”

“i think i lost feelings”


i don’t blame you after all

it was 3 years ago


i just wish i had you all those years


i wish you were my girlfriend?


maybe it’s the loneliness.


maybe it’s the mood swings.


maybe i don’t want anyone right now.


i honestly don’t know.


but believe me when i say,


i love you

the word makes me sick to my stomach i wish i could just never eat and i’ll be fine! i’ll be skinny again and boys will like me, my friends will like me, the popular kids will like me. if i were skinny, i’ll be “happy”

i cant tell if im falling for you or not.


i cant tell if i love being your friend or if i love you



i dont have a chance.


youre 17

im 15.


its not- its probably not gonna work out


so whats the point?

Daddy's drinking again.

When will he stop?

the lines are doubling

doubling in despair

the pain isnt going anywhere

it has no where to go

so why should i stop?


when i can just keep going

and ill be fine.

How could I forget the first time I met you?

How could I forget you?

I can't.

I don't

and I won't.