Judgmental

Will you judge someone because they are gay,lesbian,bisexual,etc.?Will you judge someone because they like rock music?Will you judge someone by their scars?

Are you gonna judge me cause I cut?Are you gonna judge me cause I burn myself?

Everyone has their story.Their pain.Can't you slow the fuck down,try to understand this shitty life we have.Care.You were born with a heart,what the hell did you use it for?Just give a little attention to us and listen.

Yeah,I have depression,I'm bipolar.Probably even anorexic so are you gonna fucking judge me?Are you gonna fucking judge my friend?We are not perfect,you don't have to bring us down.Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder,so what if he is gay or she's a lesbian.Love is love,who the fuck are you to laugh at them?I'm sick and tired of judgemental people...just do something good for once.Karma is a bitch...

And no.Ashley Purdy ever said "Sucidal isn't cowardly.I'll tell you what is cowardly;treating people so badly that they want to end their lives."

So stop judging,we didn't choose to walk down this path.Just love us for who we are,don't let ego get in the way.We need some love.People don't give it to us,so we find our love from items...Ropes,lighters,razors,etc.

Stop bullying,stop being judgmental,stop hurting us.Give us some love♡

Fears

Yeah judge,keep on judging.So what,I admit it,I have fears.Loads of fears.I fear darkness,which due to my fucked up luck I ended up being trapped in the darkness for an hour because if blackout.

I texted so many people hoping they will reply,so that I can distract myself and probably calm down a little.Yes,me being a loser.I had a panic attack in the dark.I called my dad so many times to try to get him to come home and try to get the power back on,he didn't pick up a single of my calls.

I thought people cared.Guess not.My mom even repeimanded me for waking her up in the middle of the night to tell her that the power is out and I am afraid of the dark.And because it was dark I felt like the whole house is shrinking in size causing me to feel even more panicy.I couldn't breathe properly.

My mom doesn't even know I have such fears.She doesn't even know what I have been through.She doesn't know how many things she does and says had caused me to develop such fears either directly or indirectly.What rights does she have to reprimand me?!She doesn't even have the rights to be my mom.

Now I know how many people cares.Nobody.And people who reads this by accident or on purpose are just going to say I'm an unfillial attentiom seeker.Whatever.You have not been in my place yet.

After so long,I have always wanted to commit sucide but I'm just a loser who has no courage to jump off a building or hang myself or overdose.For too long,I wanted myself dead.So if tomorrow when I go out for tuition,a car comes zooming my way.I will not jump out of the way,I will make it look like an accident.So I don't need to pluck up any courage to suck in my last breath and kill myself.