If you’re suicidal and still alive, I’m so fucking proud of you.
If you’re suffering from an eating disorder and still eating, I’m so fucking proud of you.
If you’re suffering from a mental illness and your fighting, I’m so. Fucking. Proud. Of. You.
SO HARD NOT TO DANCE WHEN YOU HAVE EARPHONES ON WALKING BY YOURSELF
I don’t chase people anymore. I learned that I’m here, and I’m important. I’m not going to run after people to prove that I matter.
I may have forgotten the last thing you said
but the sound of your voice,
the sparkle in your eyes,
and the warmth of your smile
shall always remain memories in my heart.