I found this on facebook today and it is truly something worth reading AND REPOSTING.
Imagine this; You come home from school one day. You've had yet another horrible day. You're just ready to give up. So you go to your room, close the door, and take out that suicide note you've written and rewritten over and over and over. You grab that bottle of pills and take them all. Laying down, holding the letter to your chest, you close your eyes for the very last time. A few hours later, your little brother knocks on your door to come tell you dinners ready. You don't answer, so he walks in. All he sees is you laying on your bed, so he thinks you’re asleep. He tells your mom this. Your mom goes to your room to wake you up. She notices something is odd. She grabs the paper in your hand and reads it. Sobbing, she tries to wake you up. She’s screaming your name. Your brother, so confused, runs to go tell Dad that “Mommy is crying and sissy won’t wake up.” Your dad runs to your room. He looks at your mom, crying, holding the letter to her chest, sitting next to your lifeless body. It hits him, what’s going on, and he screams. He screams and throws something at the wall. And then, falling to his knees, he starts to cry. Your mom crawls over to him, and they sit there, holding each other, crying. The next day at school, there’s an announcement. The principal tells everyone about your suicide. It takes a few seconds for it to sink in, and once it does, everyone goes silent. Everyone blames themselves. Your teachers think they were too hard on you. Those mean popular girls, they think of all the things they've said to you. That boy that used to tease you and call you names, he can’t help but hate himself for never telling you how beautiful you really are. Your ex boyfriend, the one that you told everything to, that broke up with you.. He can’t handle it. He breaks down and starts crying, and runs out of the school. Your friends? They’re sobbing too, wondering how they could never see that anything was wrong, wishing they could have helped you before it was too late. And your best friend? She’s in shock. She can’t believe it. She knew what you were going through, but she never thought it would get that bad… Bad enough for you to end it. She can’t cry, she can’t feel anything. She stands up, walks out of the classroom, and just sinks to the floor. Shaking, screaming, but no tears coming out. It’s a few days later, at your funeral. The whole town came. Everyone knew you, that girl with the bright smile and bubbly personality. The one that was always there for them, the shoulder to cry on. Lots of people talk about all the good memories they had with you, there were a lot. Everyone’s crying, your little brother still doesn't know you killed yourself, he’s too young. Your parents just said you died. It hurts him, a lot. You were his big sister, you were supposed to always be there for him. Your best friend, she stays strong through the entire service, but as soon as they start lowering your casket into the ground, she just loses it. She cries and cries and doesn't stop for days. It’s two years later. The whole school talks to a counselor/therapist at least once a week. Your teachers all quit their job. Those mean girls have eating disorders now. That boy that used to tease you cuts himself. Your ex boyfriend doesn't know how to love anymore and just sleeps around with girls. Your friends all go into depression. Your best friend? She tried to kill herself. She didn't succeed like you did, but she tried… your brother? He finally found out the truth about your death. He self harms, he cries at night, he does exactly what you did for years leading up to your suicide. Your parents? Their marriage fell apart. Your dad became a workaholic to distract himself from your death. Your mom got diagnosed with depression and just lays in bed all day. People care. You may not think so, but they do. Your choices don’t just effect you. They effect everyone. Don’t end your life, you have so much to live for. Things can’t get better if you give up. I’m here for absolutely anyone that needs to talk, no matter who you are. Even if we've NEVER talked before, I’m here for you. I mean it. Copy and paste this as your status to show people there are people out there that care.
Life isn't always clear cut. Things are not always black and white and theres not always a solid path telling you where to go. There is no tightrope between good and bad. There are bright lights and dark shadows but there is so much in between. So many blurred lines. How can anyone ever really know what side there falling too when so much of it just looks the same?
2012
2012
sometimes the highs are just so high because the lows are just so low. Every rock bottom, every trip to the top. Just one more thing that will make you never want to stop. Because your highs are so high even though your lows are so low. The closer you get the further you want to go. Spinning out of control losing who you were losing who you are. You can no longer handle things, there going way to far. Things are out of hand hand things are out of heart. Your world is flying by your world is falling apart.
5/21/2012
5/21/2012
Team work!sometimes things get taken a little out of context and changed in all the right/wrong ways when your passing picture notes with friends. Me and 2 of my friends worked together to make this creation. starting with a little man yelling at a rainbow made my friend #1 friend #2 decided that the rainbow should be yelling back and flipping off yelling dude. and me being the person i am just couldnt resist changing the hand and righting my favorite quote. "shut up and suck"
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Some of these pictures are new and some of them are old. I just got to looking around my room today and i realized I have a lot of work displayed on my walls that I haven't uploaded onto here. so i thought i should change that. Ive got a bunch of stuff I'm uploading into the "Behind The Eyes" section as well. I guess this is what happens when i don't update regularly. i just make a lot of work for myself all at once lol. I hope you enjoy viewing my latest uploads.
My Baby Bunni ('.')
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who lives in a pineapple under the sea?
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From Death Can Come Beauty
6Hours Later
^0^ To The Center We Go
Just Another Art Class Disaster
There is a very fine line between art and a mess. I am honestly not sure which one this is, but i think i like it, and isn't that what counts? that i like it? I mean what is the true definition of art? if you look it up there are a multitude of different definitions given to it but in my mind none of them really fit. in my mind art is objective. there for everything is art. in its own way. so i guess this is art. my art class disaster is art after all. ^0^ |
Hands On
A table covered in news paper. A piece of paper to paint. 3 puddles of pain. Red. Yellow. Blue. No brushes. No other art supplies. A song playing on repeat. The almost impossible task of putting the feeling from the song onto my paper. I begin to mix paints to get more colors. Green. Orange. Purple. I dip my fingers in and smear them across the page. one line after another the plane white paper takes life. I fill my hand with paint and splatter it across the page. color after color. My paper comes to life and the feeling of the song begins to show. my hands now covered in paint along with my cloths. i add a touch more paint to the picture then place a palm print right in the center. To one it may be kayos to another it might be art. to me its just a representation of something else. Maybe its something more to you. Maybe something less. But art is objective. So think what you will.
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"Twist This"
Bish There Bunnies!
Exam prep weak at school some kids study and cram getting ready for the big tests some kids skip because its just review some kids mess around and do there best to disturb the class some kids hide in there own little world not paying attention to any of it but then there are the kids like me the ones who draw freaky pictures of rabbit/ dear/ goat/ (whatever you think they are)/ people and them post them to there over all equally as freaky blog. ^_^ what a great way to spend my exam prep weak |
Somewhere in betweenIts not really day
And its not really night Its just stuck somewhere in between The moon is going up And the sun is going down Its not quite light But its still not dark Its the land of the in between Its a time that wont last Now it is dusk Soon it will be dawn The times of the in between Are the best times of all The times of time of the in between Are the hardest times to find They never last |
Grandmother and Grandfather
So many years ago.
18 years young and beautiful. There entire lives ahead of them. At this point they had no clue what there future would hold. They had never met and not yet fallen in love.
Today they are 82 and 84. They have been married for 62 years and are still in love. They have 3 sons and had 1 daughter. She passed away a few years ago and she is missed dearly.
It just astonishes me how two people could be together for so long, and go through so much together and still love each other more then i could ever comprehend. That amazes me so much.
Maybe someday I will experience something that makes me understand.
Hopefully someday I will understand.
Today they are 82 and 84. They have been married for 62 years and are still in love. They have 3 sons and had 1 daughter. She passed away a few years ago and she is missed dearly.
It just astonishes me how two people could be together for so long, and go through so much together and still love each other more then i could ever comprehend. That amazes me so much.
Maybe someday I will experience something that makes me understand.
Hopefully someday I will understand.
</3 Broken Leaf
I could try to explain this, I could try to explain why I cut this leaf in half, why I paper clipped it back together and why I took a picture of it. I could try and most likely fail at explaining it.
Or I could just let you see it. Let you wonder about what could have inspired it. I could maybe still wright some thing about it. something simple but sweet. Comparing it to a life or a heart or maybe something els. I could do a lot of things. But I'm not going to. I'm not even going to color this font or center it. I'm not going to do a thing. This picture can stand on its own, and I'm going to let it. Maybe you should take a lesson from it, maybe you should stand on your own or let something els stand on its own. Maybe its best that way? |
Fall Is Here
Fall has come and nearly gone. The leaves have all fallen to the ground and the trees stand bare. The days are getting darker and the nights are getting colder. But have no fear; the summer will come again next year. The winter will be long. And the spring will go fast. Once again the sun will sit high and the grass will grow green. But for now… For the fall… The trees stand bare, The leaves lay dead and the creak runs cold. |
Is he worth it?
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Sunsets Over Train tracks
Sunsets over train tracks
Nights I will never want to forget Climbing the train cars Running the streets Hiding from the police So many fun memories made So many more to make 16 for the moment But we all no it wont last long Live life to the fullest today Because you might not get the chance tomorrow Leave nothing undone Nothing unsaid Climb the highest tower And scream it to the world Life is to short For all of the complications Enjoy what you have when you have it The sun is setting and your still on the tracks. |
Strawberry Pops Just like captain crunch Only BETTER! It's just the delicious crunch berries and none of that boring breakfast cereal. AND Peace Tea RazzleBerry Peace Tea to be exact I haven't opened it yet but I can tell by looking at it its amazing Its PEACE tea and its Berry! What could ever go wrong with that? |