You battled everyday.
Inside you were at war with your body for 20 years.
You kept fighting and never gave up.
Nothing would tear you down.
Nothing stopped you from doing what you loved. Not even doctor reccomendations.
You were a dear friend.
A role model to others.
Why did you have to go so soon.
I don't think you ever gave up.
I just think you did all you could bur someone decided to stop putting you through that hell for longer.
I miss you.
Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 6:25 PM UTC
Sometimes all I need is to be held and told that everything's going to be okay
May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 10:54 PM UTC
Sometimes I just want to smash my head against the wall
And end everything all at once.
May 23, 2015
May 23, 2015 at 3:46 PM UTC
They say you should celebrate
Instead of mourn.
But every time
I cannot find the heart to do
Anything but mourn
May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 6:07 PM UTC
All I've heard the past week is
Screaming
arguing
And non stop fighting.
I've seen both of you storm out in rage
Only to come back hours later to fight some more.
I hear that word. Gthrown around like its any other word as if it means nothing. When will all this stop?
May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 8:34 PM UTC
I'm sick of wondering.
When
Where
How
Why
And sometimes who.
I feel like it's mostly just when
More than anything.
I'm getting a really bad vibe and I
Don't like it at all.
If it all happens and crumbles it all
I guess there's nothing I could really
Have done.
Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 10:40 AM UTC
I saw you the other day for the first time in a while alive and well,
You were happy and had plans for your future
But when I saw you today,
You weren't so well.
All your happiness and plans have been permanently cancelled.
Now you're gone
Forever.
Mar 21, 2015
Mar 21, 2015 at 3:17 PM UTC
I don't know who you are anymore. You're constantly gone and never heard from. You promise you'll stay, you promise you'll be there for me, you promise you'll see me soon and that you'll keep in touch. After several failed attempts of trying to talk to you, you finally call after two long months. You need a ride, you're in another state, and you have a pound of heroine on you. I refused and you scream and yell and insult me. If you had any idea how you made me feel, I'd hope you'd be ashamed of yourself. You said things that you meant and I'm insecure about. The thoughts that you made me have when you said them are scary. You aren't who I thought you were, I thought you were nice and understanding but you've turned bitter and nasty. You aren't the person you used to be and I miss that person so ******* much I can't explain it in words. But yet you still put yourself through this hell. And for what? Why?
Mar 19, 2015
Mar 19, 2015 at 2:39 PM UTC
These past couple of days I haven't felt like my usual self. I feel really sad and aggressive. When I'm normally happy and nice. I've just been angry and upset. I've been trying to find a source of happiness to help but I feel so alone right now.
Mar 7, 2015
Mar 7, 2015 at 1:21 AM UTC
Those words you said yesterday stung me more than any words you've ever spoken to me. It felt like a dagger going straight through me. I don't know if you were serious or not, but they have been playing in my head over and over like a broken record
Feb 25, 2015
Feb 25, 2015 at 7:26 PM UTC