The inferior thoughts inside my head;
my gosh. I lost most of my followers on this one. I forget that I have this blog, and then don’t blog at all because I don’t want really personal things on my other one. 
ugh. I’m so stressed out right now, I can hardly stop crying long enough to get things done. I did finish my DBQ for my lovely history class that I’m apparently failing. i just lost my life so much today. 
I started crying when I got my progress report. I have ONE A. ..in directed study. Are you fucking kidding me? what’s happening to me? I’m totally losing it and I don’t know how to find it. I’m sick of asking for help, or complaining to people. I refuse to do it, so I need to figure this all out myself. Isn’t that a good decision? I can’t even decide that! I don’t know what’s good for me anymore, which is.. terrible. 

I need to organize my thoughts on paper. ..after I finish my homework. </3 


SO. EXCITED.

SO. EXCITED.


What organizational skills?

The inferior thoughts inside my head;
oh wow. it’s been another month since I’ve posted. weird. I’ve been a mess! Complete mess, I am. I’ve done stupid things, and cried a lot. My dog died, nothing seems to be going right. 
I sat on my bathroom floor last night for an hour. And as I sat there and cried and thought about how pathetic I felt, I realized that I need to stop. and tell the truth. Stop trying to.. I don’t want to say stop trying to be someone I’m not, because I’ve changed and I really don’t even know who I am right now. I think I need to just stop pushing myself to figure it out so fast. I need to calm down and organize my life, starting with my school things. Organize my binders, notebooks and all of that, then start for next semester. Which I did! I got my book list for APE3 early so I can get a head start so I won’t fall behind during the class. hhdjdsnjsnfhdjskl. I can’t think.  
The superior thoughts inside my head; 
I need to do this more. It really does help my thought process. Oh hey. ran a mile today. whats uppp. :] 


Q
Who is this? Do you go to BP?
Anonymous
A

I do not.


Q
Does anyone know why natanya really passed?
Anonymous
A

I’m not entirely sure what you mean? She commited suicide if that’s what you’re asking..


It’s been almost a month since my last post. I’ve been a mess but hey, I’m getting a little better. At least it seems that way. I don’t have a lot of time for a long post because I’m going out but It sucks that I lost a bunch of followers :\ I really need to post more. But this blog isn’t really for other people, even though it’s neat that people actually read my thoughts, it’s for me. So yes! Going out to see a play in a half an hour. Kind of excited (: I need to get ready though!

Love & Rockets <3


The Funeral; The saddest thing I’ve ever endured. I cried the entire service, just like I expected I would. The minute they started bring Natanya’s casket down the isle, I started crying. Then Brittany did and I grabbed her hand while we cried. I think I stopped crying once through out the entire thing. I wish I could say the same for her mother, who you could hear sobbing from the front pew the whole service :\ Every time the priest said her name, I cried harder. I barely looked at anyone else, I kept my eyes ahead and wiped my tears with the tissues that Brittany brought. (&lt;3). It really was just awful. I really wish I’d never have to go to a funeral again, ever. It honestly got so much worse whenever he started talking about how Natanya is with God, and how she’s okay and such. Which should have comforted me, right? It just made me cry more. The funny part was communion though. Lexi didn’t know what do to, so she went up and got it, but when we sat down, she looked at me, and said, “..we’re supposed to eat this.. right?” That was when I stopped crying for a minute. She’s so funny. When we had to give peace, I shook hands with the elderly lady in front of me, and khalee. When I went to shake hands with Brandon who was behind me, I was about to stick my hand out, when he reached across the bench and hugged me so tight. Then cory did. Then gregg did. It was so nice, and it made me feel a little comforted. &lt;3Amazing Grace was sung at the end, and boyyyy did I cry then too. Then we all filed out and I stayed outside for hugs. We were about to leave finally, and i got stuck behind a lot of people and I just started bawling my eyes out. To my surprise, I saw Nathan turn around (..also surprised he was there.) and all of a sudden he was hugging me. I just instantly broke down in his arms. We barely even talk anymore, rarely, really, and I just broke down because I felt safe. So safe. I didn’t let go for a while, and I just cried and cried..When I got home, later last night, I tied my two roses into a cross with pink ducktape and pinned it to my wall. She’s really watching over everyone now. And late last night, in my.. slight drunkenness, I found myself talking to the cross, hoping she could hear me. I really hope she did. I just really, really, hope she is watching over us, and she can see everything we’ve done in her honour. and how much we miss her. Here I go, crying again. I think that’s a sign to end this post. I’ll say it again; It’s all for you, Natanya. Rest in Peace babe &lt;33

The Funeral; The saddest thing I’ve ever endured. I cried the entire service, just like I expected I would. The minute they started bring Natanya’s casket down the isle, I started crying. Then Brittany did and I grabbed her hand while we cried. I think I stopped crying once through out the entire thing. I wish I could say the same for her mother, who you could hear sobbing from the front pew the whole service :\ Every time the priest said her name, I cried harder. I barely looked at anyone else, I kept my eyes ahead and wiped my tears with the tissues that Brittany brought. (<3). It really was just awful. I really wish I’d never have to go to a funeral again, ever. It honestly got so much worse whenever he started talking about how Natanya is with God, and how she’s okay and such. Which should have comforted me, right? It just made me cry more.
The funny part was communion though. Lexi didn’t know what do to, so she went up and got it, but when we sat down, she looked at me, and said, “..we’re supposed to eat this.. right?” That was when I stopped crying for a minute. She’s so funny.
When we had to give peace, I shook hands with the elderly lady in front of me, and khalee. When I went to shake hands with Brandon who was behind me, I was about to stick my hand out, when he reached across the bench and hugged me so tight. Then cory did. Then gregg did. It was so nice, and it made me feel a little comforted. <3
Amazing Grace was sung at the end, and boyyyy did I cry then too. Then we all filed out and I stayed outside for hugs. We were about to leave finally, and i got stuck behind a lot of people and I just started bawling my eyes out. To my surprise, I saw Nathan turn around (..also surprised he was there.) and all of a sudden he was hugging me. I just instantly broke down in his arms. We barely even talk anymore, rarely, really, and I just broke down because I felt safe. So safe. I didn’t let go for a while, and I just cried and cried..
When I got home, later last night, I tied my two roses into a cross with pink ducktape and pinned it to my wall. She’s really watching over everyone now. And late last night, in my.. slight drunkenness, I found myself talking to the cross, hoping she could hear me. I really hope she did. I just really, really, hope she is watching over us, and she can see everything we’ve done in her honour. and how much we miss her. Here I go, crying again. I think that’s a sign to end this post. I’ll say it again; It’s all for you, Natanya. Rest in Peace babe <33


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Suicide is the third leading cause of death for our age group … Reblog this if you’re there to listen to anyone who needs to talk .

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mary-o:

ALWAYS there for anyone who needs me.

always always always always and forever.

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Reblog this because you ARE beautiful.

-dream-a-little-bigger-darling:

even if you don’t always believe it.