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I love my ocs
Thought I’d finally show you guys my face
For every note I get on this I'm going to make a confession.
I think self harm is really fucking stupid and there's no point to it and I don't get how it could make you feel good and how somebody could love their cuts or something because it definitely doesn't make you strong. Cutting is stupid honestly and a waste of time and that shit is going to be with you forever what's going to happen when your older and your kids are looking at it all confused. Honestly I used to cut so I'm not just saying this as a bitchy thing to say I'm saying it from a personal view. Cutting is fucking dumb and honestly your life probably isn't as hard as you convince yourself it is. There's no point in being upset over things out of your control and there's no point in hating yourself because there's at least one person in your life that cares a lot about you and there's no point in hating your appearance because there's always going to be somebody prettier and somebody less attractive than you. You've got to get over it because it is a waste of time and it's so stupid to do and you're going to regret it eventually and it's not making you stronger it's making you weaker whether you want to admit it or not
The first time
June 19th, 2008. My first camp ever and with a church I was new to and I didn't know anyone really. I had made some friends in my cabin and I had finally gotten into the hang of things. It was the second-to-last day and the traditional bonfire was that night. I had seen you around the camp throughout the week, but I'd never gotten up the courage to talk to you. It was a ritual to find a date for the bonfire, a ritual in fact that consequently ended the annual bonfire because of feelings hurt when someone didn't get asked. I had had my eye on you; you were sitting by yourself and I decided to join you. I remember our first conversation. You complained about how stupid bonfire dates were and on the outside I agreed with you, but on the inside I was freaking out because you were my first bonfire date. I scooted closer to you and we talked for a bit longer and it was then that I fell for you.
Can you imagine being inspiration for a writer like you could just be walking by and it helped them out a lot. This is very important to me.
You told me to stop smoking because it’s bad and it can kill me but the only bad thing that’s killing me is you.
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