Goddess Of Death †

The devil is real. And he’s not a little red man with horns and a tail. He can be beautiful. Because he’s a fallen angel, and he used to be God’s favorite.
ll I'm dead, wanna hook up? ll

She tried to help her self from crying almost every might but she knew there was no chance of feeling alright. Summer came by all she wore was long sleeves ‘cause those cuts on her wrists were bleeding through you see. She knew she was depressed didn’t want to admit it, didn’t think she fit it, everyone seemed to miss it. She carried on like a soldier with a battle wound bleeding from every cut her body consumed. She had no friends at school all alone she sat and if anyone were to notice she would blame the cat but those cuts on her wrist they were no mistake but no one cared enough to save her from this self hate.
-Her Last Words - by Courtney Parker
She told herself she was alright but she was telling white lies, can’t you tell? Look at her dull eyes.
- Her Last Words by Courtney Parker
Anonymous asked: \ (^_^) / Hello beautiful person! If you receive this it means you make someone happy! Go on anonymous and send this to 10 followers that make you happy, or you feel need some cheering up. If you get some back even better!

aww thanks and okay, I will :-*


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