If this is what growing up is, I think I’ll just not.
Do not fall in love with people like me. I will take you to museums, parks, and monuments. I will kiss you in every beautiful place so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth. I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible, and when I leave you will finally understand why storms are named after people.
Today marks four years from the day I lost my first classmate and friend to suicide. Depression is an infectious and disastrous disease that consumes you and leaves you feeling alone and helpless. It is not your fault. You are not alone. There is always a way trough it. Don’t take the easy way out and leave everyone you know and love behind. It is amazing what talking it out with someone, even a stranger, can do to relieve some of the pain. I am here for any and all of you. I can be your listening ear, your shoulder to cry on. Don’t let your selfishness drive your decisions. Do not give up.