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

*******'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.

And if I 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’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 . . .

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

I want my mummy back.

your friends are leaving you left and right


when will you change?

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.

because i thought we were over.

no talking,

no nothing.

and you messaged me.

the sick feeling in my stomach wont go away.

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

yet youre the one hanging onto us.

Where is it?

i made this account
for her

to tell her how much i
loved her

appreciated her

everything.

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

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 want it out of me

"ew"

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?

and now i don’t know where you are.

Robin is originally a diminutive masculine given name or nickname of Robert, derived from the prefix Rob- (hrod, Old Germanic, meaning "fame" and berht, meaning "bright"), and the suffix -in (Old French diminutive). The name Robin is a masculine given name, feminine given name, and a surname.

Meaning: "Fame-bright", diminutive

Related names: Robinson, Robbin, Robine, R...

Word/name: France, Germany

Pronunciation: UK English /ˈrɒb.ɪn/, American ...

no.

why cant we just get along?

michael, is it fake?

cause then i wouldnt have met you

My name.

RSW

Robin, Robbie.

Soleil, Sol

Wilds.


Robbie Soleil Wilds.

It's an odd name, though unique.

the more i realise how much you mean to me

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

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

i’ve stopped falling for her,

or so i think.



i’m done with relationships.


i hate getting my heart broken

and that’s all that matters

i feel like i messed up, threw the friendship away to the back of my head for some stupid girl who broke my heart.

but there are those days where i feel as you did the same

and i don’t wanna tell you that god i wish you never met them cause you look so happy with her

so i’m pouring my feelings out on this dumb website like the dumb little girl i am


because i miss you

i love you


but this ******* pain won’t go away

Go away.

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..


-   -   -

you made me fall for you.

i did.

so ******* hard.

what-

why-

i thought you loved me back.

it really was fake huh michael.

those i love yous

those i wanna hug yous.

michael i ******* love you.


and i didn't think that it would mean nothing.

but,


thanks for the rejection anyway..

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.

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

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

im crying but i got the best present ever

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?

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”

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.

We're all just labels on legs.