The hard truth.

Truth

I hate the thought of people hurting I try and take their pain away but I can't take everyone's pain away I still have to deal with my own pain my own sorrows The feel of anger and pain from those who have told you that no one would care if you die and that you were ugly or fat or a slut or bitch when in reality they were all those things while you were beautiful and sweet and smart they were jealous of you and they hated you for how amazing you were and still are so don't end the world around you because your mad and hate the thing people say or do to you just remember that there are still some people who love you. There is at least one person who would go insane with out you

so hold your head up and show the world you are better then all those bitches and that you maybe wearied but you are still amazing and you are who you are don't ever change please stay the same for you and for the ones who love you don't go over the edge just remember we all love you so piece and love bye-bye.