You don't know me. I don't know you. But as you read these posts, I'm going to try to show you how similar we are, no matter how different.
Chances are I've felt the same pain as you. For even though you've never met me, I've seen you.
Because I'm that girl you walk by.
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i hate my life
^Join the club.
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I’d care if the person I reblogged this from committed suicide.
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People won’t reblog because they don’t want their blogs to look as ugly as their hearts.
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Inspiring Images, Quotes and Photography: Everyone please, help. Please read this, it can save the lifes of millions of kids. →
In Uganda right now Joseph Kony - the number one most wanted guy in the world - is taking children, just like me and you. He is adducting them, forcing the girls to work as sex slaves, and the boys to become child soldiers.He is forcing the boys to kill their own parents, and to kill many…
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Please take the time to read this…
This young couple right here would be my great grandparents. Yesterday my grandma went to their house to check on them and my great grandma was bright yellow so she rushed her to the hospital. Come to find out, she has pancreatic cancer. The doctor let her out of the hospital today so she could go to her sons funeral, who died Saturday due to brain cancer. She goes in tomorrow morning for surgery, and the doctors don’t think she’s strong enough to make it through it. The thing is, she doesn’t even know she has cancer or that she will probably die she just thinks she’s sick and needs surgery. My great grandpa is trying as hard as he can to stay strong, losing his son and about to lose his wife. Please take a minute out or your day to pray for them and reblog this to get the word around, it would mean the world.
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She’s beautiful isn’t she? So this girl right heres name is Beata. She’s one of my very good friends and and i swear to god we have the same brain. She’s seriously one of the sweetest people i’ve ever met and i love her to death. She doesn’t see what everyone else does when she looks in the mirror and i wish she could. If you think she’s beautiful would you reblog this?
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What lies underneath …
The girl in the mirror is not real.
The reflection is crystalline, still waters.
The girl is but a mere facade, hiding what
lies beneath the smooth exterior.
Irreparable damage blossoms under porcelain skin,
staining otherwise clean insides.
Disease plucks at her brain with tiny hooks,
taking pieces of sanity with each pull.
Panicked mania paints the edges of her mind,
a myriad of colors are left as evidence of her silent purgatory.
The girl in the mirror is smiling.
She hides behind her curtain of wavy hair, her blanket.
She is safe from prying eyes and intrusive inquiries.
The world accepts her lies without question.
Her truths lay safely hidden, forever buried beneath a succeeding act.
Drastically swinging emotions are carefully concealed.
The girl bursts at the seams, the glass shimmers.
She is real, she is not.
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