A Little girl, 3 yrs. old picked up by a man driving a gray car, license plate: Quebec 72B 381. Canada. Reblog this. It could save her. The Kidnapping is recent so do it, 3 seconds will not kill you. If it were your child.
Goodbye World
I’m just gonna turn off my computer and my cell phone and my iPod. They do nothing but cause me pain and misery. I don’t even think anyone would notice. Maybe if I just disappear altogether no one would notice.
Broken Puzzle Pieces
I am just like a puzzle. You put me together and when you finally get to see the big picture, I’m not what you thought I was going to be. I am a loser, someone who can’t seem to be good enough. When someone begins a puzzle, they think it’s going to be amazing. Yes it takes time for the final outcome, but eventually you will be finished. And after all the time you spent putting the pieces in their precise spot, you have two choices, leave it together so you can continue to enjoy the final picture or break it apart piece by piece and put it back in the box it came in and throwing it to the back of the closet, because face it, how many times are you gonna do that puzzle again? None? Yeah that’s what I thought. I am that broken puzzle. I was fun to put together and you enjoyed the final product but when it came down to it, I was taking up too much time and space in your life. That is when you decided to get rid of me. You weren’t gentle about it though. It was more like you crumpled me up instead of taking the time to undo each piece and then you threw me back in my box and dumped me in the trash. No closet for me. I am not good enough for a spot in the back of the closet. I am a waste of time and a waste of space.
I’m sorry, what?
Dear People Who Use To Be My Friends,
During the time that we were friends, I was nothing but a great friend to you. I listened to your problems, I gave you money for pregnancy tests, I stayed in the bathroom with you while you took those tests, and whatever else I did for you that I would never do for anyone else. I went completely broke for 3 years when I was friends with two people. Always letting them borrow money and whatnot. Another one of you only lived here for like half a school year, yet I almost let you ruin my relationship with Keith because I cared about you. One of you I have only been friends with since like IDK the same time the last person moved here. I listened to you talk about you problems for an entire year, never telling you I didn’t care, never telling you to leave me alone, never telling you to shut up. And when a certain person finally told you “I never loved you”, I made my dad stop at your house so that I could see you. I hugged you and told you it would be okay. I did all those nice things for everyone, because truly, I am not a bitch. I may seem like it, but that is because I have trust issues. Now, me doing all those great things, I expect some sort of IDEK, repayment? Like, I don’t care about the money I have spent, not that kind of repayment. I mean like, how about you comfort me when the boy I have been in love with for basically all of high school, decides to dump me? But I guess that is too much to ask. This is ridiculous. You tell me that I am crazy and that I need to get over him. News flash! I am fucking trying! He keeps pulling me back and I can’t help but let him. I am in love with this kid! I can’t just drop him. I am trying as hard as I can to get him out of my head, but when he keeps calling me in the middle of the night just to say he loves me or to say he misses me, I can’t help but say it back! He texts me from my old number so that is ugly fucking girlfriend doesn’t know what he is saying to me. He doesn’t love her. If he did, he wouldn’t keep cheating on her with me. Every time something goes to shit in my life, no one is there to help me get back on my feet, because I guess I am the only person who can do that. Who knew? Whatever. Bye.
