It’s me :d ~
They all say “I’m here for you”, but who really means that?
Who will really hold me when I cry? Who will take my blades away from me when I want to cut? Who will stay up for me all night to talk me out of suicide?
Being here for me isn’t saying “stay strong” every once in a while. Being here for me is not occasionally give me a compliment. It’s about actually being here for me. Not just saying it.
Since I started to reblog some depressing posts I have lost a few followers. Its funny ‘cause it happened to me in real life too. I lost everyone when my depression got even worse.