I want to see my own funeral.
I want to see who will be crying, and who will be there.
But more than anything, I just want to see who cares.
I've noticed that whenever a girl (or boy) kills themself, mounds of people are suddenly saying, "It's a shame, they were so beautiful."
Here's an idea: Tell them that while they're still alive.
Then maybe they'll stick around to hear it.
My Health class was watching a video about anorexia.
When the plus size models came on, all the boys went "ewww."
And you wonder why girls starve themselves.
The truth is, I'm not mad at you.
I just hate the fact that every time your name lights up on my phone, I fall for you a little bit harder.
And every time my name lights up on your phone...
well, I'm just another girl you talk to.