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Okay so I took this on July 23rd of 2014 and it was my first warped tour. It was the best day of my life. I got to meet the people who inspired me to keep fighting back and who taught me to love myself. Without these guys I don’t know where I’d be. They are all so nice and funny. I started crying and Bryan and johnnie hugged me to make me feel better. I felt like I actually mattered for once. Jason was so nice and just adorable. And Damon complimented me a lot and I felt so happy. There videos gave me hope that tomorrow will be better. Those videos are what have been pushing me not to end it all. Without those videos I don’t think I’d be here today. I honestly cannot thank them enough.

This is my best friend Kailey and I just wanting to thank the people who helped he so much because she has helped me and means the world tome

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I hate myself..I hate my body, I hate my face, I hate my hair, I hate my fat, I hate my voice and the weird way I view things but most of all, I hate myself, for loving him…I mean dammit I can’t listen to most of my music cause it reminds me of him, I heard a love song yesterday on the radio with my friend and I started crying.Why does he hate me?Why do I feel this way?Why did I have to meet him, why did I have to kiss him back, why did I have to answer the phone, why did I have to go to him when everyone else left, why whenever I’m upset I immediately go to his number, why did I tell him things nobody not even my best friend or therapist knows, why …?Why do I have to feel this way about him..

I hate myself..
I hate my body, I hate my face, I hate my hair, I hate my fat, I hate my voice and the weird way I view things but most of all, I hate myself, for loving him…
I mean dammit I can’t listen to most of my music cause it reminds me of him, I heard a love song yesterday on the radio with my friend and I started crying.
Why does he hate me?
Why do I feel this way?
Why did I have to meet him, why did I have to kiss him back, why did I have to answer the phone, why did I have to go to him when everyone else left, why whenever I’m upset I immediately go to his number, why did I tell him things nobody not even my best friend or therapist knows, why …?

Why do I have to feel this way about him..