My sister, she was there through everything but she had a battle of her own that she lost. It'll be a year in April, knowing that I'll be with her sooner or later is what carries me on. Miss ya T.
That all of you are perfectly imperfect. No matter what people say you are worth something. Nobody deserves to think you need to die, it hurts I know but you'll pull through I did and I'm weak I couldn't handle it I have wanted to die so many times but you can't there ARE people who need you. Keep your head up.