Broken hearts parade
"You're perfectly flawed, you're perfectly incomplete. Like cracks in the glass, and faded photographs. "
Depression is where, even after a good day, you still feel like shit and all you want is for the pain to stop
(Source: died--young, via thigh-gapsandnic0tine)
Last night i couldn’t sleep…
i spent all night tossing and turning. I couldn’t help but think that someone was watching me, or atleast looking over me. And the only someone that would be looking over me is my Poppop. I know, he’s up there some where, and this month was his death month, not to metion his daughters birthday months. So maybe he just came to say ‘hi’, maybe he just came to look over one of his granddaughters. But i could just feel him there, telling me everything is going to be alright, and i can feel him asking me why i’m doing this to myself… I honestly don’t know. I really couldn’t anwser. I have no idea where the thought of harming myself came from. But i do know that it has taken over my life, and made me realize what is trule important to me…family. After losing my Poppop when i was 8 or 9, my whole family kinda just collaped. I couldn’t talk to my mom or Grame with out ether one of them crying. And believe me when i say I was really REALLY close to my Poppop. I saw him everyday. I just remember in 2nd grade when we had to make little books on someone that we looked up to’s job. I chose my Poppop. He worked on trains. I found it completely interesting, i have no idea why. But i still have that book, and it’s a reminder on how much i looked up to him. I can hardly remember what it is like being with him, i can’t remember his voice that well. But i remember his laugh. His laugh is one of the first things that pop into my head when i think about him. Plus, the way he smiles when he laughs, he always knew how to brighten up a room. I miss him, i truly do. Words can not describe how much i need him right now.
