Having to specify what i want to be written on the card that goes with the flowers is so beyond strange. You’re so young you shouldn’t have to go through this, and because unfortunately you do i should at least be by your side hugging you and letting you know we’ll get through this together.
Sometimes I think about last year in february and what could have happened. and how i could have made the dumbest decision of my life. and how if i cut just a little deeper i wouldn’t be here, i would never have traveled europe, i would never of had ion, i would never of known a healthy love for myself, or what it feel like to be loved by a genuinely kind, sweet, smart, loving guy. I’m really glad my roommate came in to the room before i could have made that stupid stupid decision. she may not realize this but i still see her as a life saver.