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Location: Farmington, United States

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I am who I am and if you don't like it I don't care. This is my life and I will live it how ever I want to.Don't judge me because you don't know me.If you don't know someone don't judge them for who they hang out with or are going out with. I t is their life and they will live it how ever they desire to.

People that Bully can leave my page. I do not like to be Bullied or watch other people being bullied.

Haters can also leave my page.

Here's something very important I'd like you all to read:

Dear Bullies

That boy you punched in the hall today;

committed suicide a few minutes ago. That girl you

called a slut in class today; she's a virgin. That boy you

called lame; has to work every night to support his

family. That girl you pushed down the other day; is

already being abused at home. The girl you just called

ugly? She spends hours putting makeup on hoping

people will like her. The boy you just tripped? He is

abused enough at home. See that man with the ugly

scars? He fought for his country. That guy you just made

fun of for crying? His mother is dying. If you think you

know them, I don't believe you do.


If you have a heart, please post this on your profile. No one has a right to be mean to someone else. Booksie and the rest of the world would be so much better if we weren't bullies.

This is me Poem

This is me.-

It's all I know how to be. I won't change for you, This me is brand new. You can call me names, But one day I'm gonna have fame. You can beat me down, But still I will not frown. This is who I am, being me, Being all that I can be. Behind her tears Poem Behind her tears there is anger Behind a brave face there are lies Behind her smile there is sorrow Behind her lip gloss there is fear Never seems to be accepted She smokes and drinks Thinking all her worries will go away They never do She feels as if ‘loser’ has been tattooed all over her She knows they all talk about her She feels there eyes piercing vicious holes through her body A scar she never can get rid of It breaks her soul to know what lies ahead Sometimes she wishes she would just drop dead She wonders to herself what will they gain To see her go through all this pain Alone, scared afraid Look what we have made A sad heart with only one thing To have a happy face Cutting herself each night She is not ready to fight She wishes could all go away She dreads fight another day Always wondering about her weight She never seems touch her plate  Am I to fat?  My breasts are too small Why can’t I be just the right tall?  All she wants is to be loved Is that too much to ask for? She gets taunted and beaten by her stepfather She gets taunted and beaten by her classmates An outcast to society Finally she wants to give up Finally she is tired of all the abuse Finally she has had enough Finally she has given up She walks the creaky staircase Tears flooding her eyes She goes to her mother’s cabinet She pulls out her mother’s sleeping drugs A flash of thoughts rush to her head She remembers the days of mum’s sweet singing She remembers how she use be love She remembers life before dad died She remembers life before mum lied She swallows the drug that’s it she can never come back Another life abused Another life wasted Another torn heart Another life pasted

What they did to me.

Words Words Bitch and whore The girl runs away she slams the door she takes a knife and cuts her skin remembering how screwed up her life has been she leans to the toilet throws up to be thin at school all she has is a grin She cuts cuts cuts some more Screaming in pain, blood on the floor People call her emo people laugh at her face But they haven't even tried to be in her place Her dad just died, her mom has depression her brother has to go through a therapy session Why can't people see? that grin is a lie everything's done for her, her life's slowly fading by Bloods dripping on the floor, she's screaming in pain she can't eat because that means more weight to gain She wishes to be perfect she says it's not fair she says she hears people talking about her hair She cuts it all off, her soul has been broken but she never told anyone, her words were never spoken She takes the rope, hangs herself in the dark She no longer has a beating heart Her friends fall to the ground when they hear the word "She's dead" Her brother cries as he sleeps in her bed She is gone She is done Just because of people. making fun. She's buried on a Saturday, people start crying all because that one girl stopped trying. So before judging someone on their weight or their clothes their laugh their talk their hair or their nose Just take a moment to realize and see Everyone is not always who they seem to be.

“It gets better. It seems hard, you know, I think being different is always gonna be a tough climb. There's always gonna be people that are scared of it. But at the end of the day you give those bullies, those people, that are so ignorant, if you give them the power to affect you, you're letting them win. And they don't deserve that. What you're doing by being yourself is you're keeping it real, and you're being really brave.”  ― Adam Lambert



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