Reaching For Falling Stars

sourworm:

thisisfartoosilly:

toturnonthelights:

from left to right; 

I am afraid to hold my boyfriend’s hand.

My friend’s parents sent her away.

I found death threats in my locker.

I submitted to electroshock therapy.

I lost half my friends after coming out.

My grandmother sends me hate mail.

My school won’t let me take my date to prom.

I am not here anymore.

My dad tried to beat it out of me. 

No one is proud of me.

This showed up on my blog again. Forever reblog.

;n;

(via playbackssuchawaste)