I’m feeling so bad right now. I’m 21 years old, and I’ve fought lots of things when I was younger, I don’t know if I should explain. But I’m here. Alive. And I feel so sad for those girls -omg AYA WAS JUST 15- who can’t find their strenght. Makes me think of all the pain I suffered and how I could go on and they couldn’t.
Just, please, be brave and explain your problems. Don’t hide your pain. Someone will listen to you. You don’t know how hard will be for the people who really love you to try to find an explanation to your suicide. Talk. Scream. Be free.
R.I.P Nelson Mandela
Happy Birth Day Choi Minho 131209
"Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was a choice, but falling in love with you was beyond my control".