MissDeathyboo

Also, 124 of you? When the f*ck did that happen?

MissDeathyboo

Okay, guys. Serious moment. 
          Last night, I was fairly depressed. I didn't tell anybody last night because I didn't want to wake them up or bother them. This was around eleven. I had started thinking of ways I could kill myself. 
          Pretty heavy, right? Anyway, fast forward to getting out of the shower. I was still in that mood, but I remembered- hey, man, people CARE. It would tear some people apart if I were to do that. I had told @auraice that I'd be back after my shower and though I didn't get to tell her goodnight and stuff (my phone was being a bitch), that seemingly casual parting statement thrust itself to the front of my mind. I had PROMISED her, in a way, that she would talk to me again. How could I keep that promise if I was dead? 
          I couldn't. So, I didn't break that promise and she talked to me today. Now is not my time of dying. I won't die because of some stupid mood that will pass causing feelings and thoughts of suicide. 
          So, darling, if you're reading this and you're suicidal, you matter. Your life matters. Hell, you could be the genius that makes the major breakthrough on a cure for cancer. A preventative measure for Endometriosis, a cure for a chronic condition like Eczema. Even if you're not a scientist, you could be the inspiration for someone else to live. You could achieve your dreams. 
          "Now and again we try to just stay alive. Maybe we'll turn it around, 'cause it's not too late, it's never too late." -Three Days Grace, "Never Too Late"