#describingme
is what i asked people in my grade today, including teachers.
what i got surprised me.
i got a lot of " you're a sarcastic little ***** love you though"
i would just laugh it off. even though i wished that they knew that do that for a reason. it's all an act.
i got a " you're really cool and i wish i hung out with you more."
i didn't really respond to that one since i didn't like the person. i just told her " i don't like you, please don't hang out more." i'm blunt, sorry.
i got a " your sense of humor is extremely distinctive and that's rare. i wish i had that at your age." from my reading teacher.
but i think the most important one was from my best friend.
" you saved me before you even knew i was suicidal, just by calling me and asking i was okay because you knew something was off. truth is, i was writing my suicide notes that day, you stopped me. i love you, alexa marie."
i cried and hugged her with everything in me.
i love that girl and if she went through with it i think i would've died myself.
Mar 20, 2018
Mar 20, 2018 at 11:36 PM UTC
Her hair is the
color of gold.
Her eyes are ever-changing,
such as the sky.
Her skin, fair and untainted
as a newborn babe's.
Her smile, warm and soft as
the morning sun.
Her heart, made of glass;
cracked but still whole.
Her sorrow's as deep
as the sea;
Her happiness wains with
every wave of turmoil.
But somehow, every day,
her joy is renewed
and she finds a light
in the darkness.
Apr 6, 2016
Apr 6, 2016 at 12:19 PM UTC