Ohmahgawd….It's so old xO!
xD I actually wrote this a while ago for To Write Love On Her Arms [ .com/ ]
For those who don't know, TWLOHA is a non-profit organization/movement dedicated to help find hope and faith for those who are struggling with depression, addiction, self-injury and suicide. It's made to inspire finding help.
I support the cause by wearing a blue "To Write Love On Her Arms" bracelet everyday and everywhere I go. My friends have even gotten into too. One bought a pink bracelet that matched mine. One day at school, we all wrote "Love" on our arms. I can't donate money (I'm broke…*sweatdrop*), but I can show my love. ^-^
Her friends are closest to her. Her friends are her second family. They're the people who made her too loyal for her own good. And four of her friends are killing her slowly.
Three started hurting themselves, the other wants to die. She's had thoughts about death, but she isn't going to do anything. Her mom deals with it as well, and acts like nothing is happening. She's staying strong and helping them along the way. People on her father's side have dealt with it as well. She knows its serious.
All of them insisted no one cared about them. She insisted they were wrong. Her friends said it helped. She told them it didn't. They said no one understands. She was trying her hardest to.
The girl is trying to not dwell on it. She's trying to not fear the worst. She's trying to stay strong, and not think about what could happen. She's trying to think of the correct reaction—she doesn't want to over or under react. She just wants them to stop it and feel better. She's trying her hardest to be brave when her friends aren't caring about themselves. On the outside, she's still trying to act the same. She's trying to not be dramatic, but she's trying to get her point across.
Her friends are the reason she cares so much about To Write Love On Her Arms.
