thisisntjustanotherprettyface:
Olivia Penpraze.
19 years old.
Died from a Suicide attempt that left her brain dead. Her parents made the hardest decision of their lives by turning off her life support.
She had a Tumblr account with over 900 posts sharing her emotional turmoil, dealings with depression, loneliness & thoughts about her wanting to take her own life.
The only response she got, was insensitive assholes, like the majority of people on Tumblr, encouraging her to do it. She was bullied consistently.
Olivia attempted to kill herself every year in May 1st since 2008.In May 2012, her short life came to an end.
I know most people can’t tolerate posts like Olivia’s, whom find it attention seeking.
My point to you people is…EXACTLY!!
Of course it’s attention seeking what else it?! People share that part of themselves over the Internet because they obviously feel they can’t talk to anyone they know nor do they think anyone would care.
All I want is for people to cut out the bullying & talk to people like Olivia.
A conversation to someone in desperation could save their life.If people can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all.
You never know…
What you say could be used to decide whether they live or die.Even if youre a b&w blog, reblog this.
idc what blog you are you need to share this
It honestly breaks my heart that people are so inconsiderate. And it’s because of all the ones who are out there merely to get attention. They take away the help for those who truly need it. So don’t ignore when somebody cries out for help, for all you know, you’re their last hope.That’s awful…
reblog this,i pass trought this and it feels like hell you think no one will help you/care and just by trying to talk to them it might save a life.
And you seriously wonder why I never come home? Probably because anytime I do I just get fucking criticized. Seriously, fuck off.
Kthnxbye.
Every now and then I feel the end of us
I love the way you breathe inside my head
But something’s gotta change I’m barely holding on
| — | +44 - Weatherman |
I feel this song is the story of my life right now
I’m learning. I’m yearning.
I’m burning all your stuff,
But that’s not enough.
I’m faking that I’m aching:
Mistaking lust for love.
Thanks that was fun.
Don’t forget, no regrets (‘cept maybe one)
Did I scare you when I dared you?
I stared you in the eye and told you good-bye.
You mocked me. it shocked me,
When you walked me to the bus.
Thanks that was fun.
Don’t forget, no regrets (‘cept maybe one)
Made a deal, not to feel (god, that’s dumb)
Everybody knows the deal fell through.
I was hoping I could just blame you.
When was it that I became so soft?
This sentimentality doesn’t look good on me.
I thought that you would be begging to be with me.
I’m the one on my knees, blubbering,
“please, let me stay”.
Deflated and jaded.i hate it when you call
(which isn’t at all)
I’ve spoken, though broken.
Here’s a token of my love.
Thanks that was fun.
Don’t forget, no regrets (‘cept maybe one)
Made a deal, not to feel (god, that was dumb)
Don’t forget, no regrets (‘cept maybe one)
Made a deal, not to feel.
Thanks that was fun.
Thanks that was Fun - Barenaked Ladies.




