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Think before you speak.

I made this a while ago, but I’m reblogging it because today is World Suicide Prevention Day. Seriously think about what you’re sending to someone, even if it’s just one anonymous message, that could set them off. If anyone needs someone to talk to, I’m here for you. My inbox is always open. I will support and talk to anyone if they want. Spread the word; Suicide is a big problem and we have to help anyone who may be going through suicidal behavior. We need to raise awareness. I love you all, have an awesome day.

If you need to inbox me, inbox me here.

Also useful numbers:

Us: 1-800-273-8255

Uk and Ireland: +44 (0) 8457 90 90 90

Australia: 13 11 14

France: 01 45 39 40 00

Italy: 800 86 00 22

Germany: 0800 181 0771 

Russia: 007 (8202) 577-577 

Portugal: (+351) 225 50 60 70

Consider reblogging this post to raise awareness and help save a life, even if it doesn’t “fit your blog”. These numbers and this message can truly help someone out. Thank you. ~ Zach 

Dear Sebastian, Are you having fun in your new grade?! I miss you tickling me at railroads trying to get me to laugh, I miss punching you, and having those bruises from you punching back, and most of all: I miss you :) xx Love, Holly P.S. Don’t let me forget to kill that kid who hates you

City Scape Part One

Music blaring through the headphones that draped around her pale neck, Jennifer Mist walked around a usually busy New York street. It was Christmas Eve, and with everyone else either with family or crying about how they treated the family they once had, it was quiet on the lonely boulevard she trotted. She had occasionally stopped by a corner store, to buy a gift card for her favorite music store since she didn’t have a credit card, but other then those rare stops, she would just keep walking.
Jennifer felt her shorts buzz. She sighed, reaching in to her pocket and shuffling through her useless old music cards until she finally reached her vibrating cell phone. She stared at the caller ID, gaping. When she finally answered, if you were a bystander, you could hear her carefully stutter “K-kole?”

Tears built in what had looked like emotionless eyes, until she was shivering trying to hold them back. The teen at the other end of the line breathed “Jennifer.” He sounded as though he was relieved, yet confused that Jennifer had answered as he said, “It’s you.”
You could practically hear him smile as Jennifer excitedly exclaimed “Kole! It’s really you!” and for the first time since her last stop, Jennifer had stopped walking, and stood in place, smiling.

You say that you love rain,

but you open your umbrella when it rains.

You say that you love the sun,

but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines.

You say that you love the wind

but you close your windows when wind blows

This is why I am afraid,

you say that you love me too

William Skakespeare
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