twenty - two // feb. 8th

217 15 0
                                    

WARNING: TRIGGERING.

I feel like this is my ending. This is where I leave you.

An entire book of feelings, things I can't even begin to describe.

I'm finally ready to die. I'm so done with my life.
I'd like my family to know that I love them, and that they don't have a part in this story. You all were great. Thank you for this.

I've got my razor here now. The first cut is for my feelings. They don't matter. The next is for those boys who called me names for being gay. Are you happy now?

This one, Ashton, is for you.

Thank you for ignoring me.
Thank you for "taking advantage of me."
Thank you for pretending you cared.
Thank you for the lies.
Thank you for acting like my feelings don't matter.

This one, Ashton, is for you.
Ashton, I hope you have a great life with Bryana and I hope you two have wonderful kids and I hope they don't turn out to be gay. You're fuc king terrible at accepting people and NOT toying with their emotions.
Consider this a wake up call.

Goodbye, Ashton. I hope you're happy.

~ Luke

THIS IS NOT THE END.
THIS. IS. NOT. THE. END.
xx Valerie

broken // lashtonWhere stories live. Discover now