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This girl, her name is Amanda Todd.
She posted a video on YouTube a few days ago.
She was bullied so bad it led to suicide…
She was in a webcam chat group to meet up with new and old people.They started calling her Beautiful, Stunning, cute, Etc.
And then they asked her to flash…
So she did…..
Thinking it was nothing…
A year went by and some guy she did not know, messaged her saying ”Give me a ‘show’ or I will send your boobs.”
She ignored it…..
Christmas Break came and a knock came on her door at 4 AM.
It was the police…
That person sent the picture to EVERYONE.
Everyone judged her.
Bullied her.
From ONE MISTAKE.
She ended up switching schools.
That person found out her school, friends, address once again and sent them there too.
She had no one.
Everyone hated her.
She ended up switching towns.
Then at this new school….She met this boy who she thought liked her.
He didn’t….he had a girlfriend.
One day she got a note saying you better leave school.
She didn’t.
A group of boys and girls including that boy, the girlfriend and more came up to her while the school surrounded her.
The girl said “Look around, No one likes you.”
One kid from the group said “JUST PUNCH HER ALREADY!” So she did, and Amanda got beat really bad.
And got left.
Alone.
And her dad ended up finding her in a ditch hours later.
She went home and drank bleach, to try to kill herself.
It didn’t work.
The next day all over her Facebook page was written
“Drink some more bleach”,
“No one cares”,
“I hope she dies, “No one would cry”, “Everyone hates you”, “Amanda try it again we dare you”…and so much more.
She cried every night. Why did everyone hate her.
One mistake.
One.
She started cutting so much and did drugs,and drank alcohal.
She ended up trying to kill herself again.
She failed.
She couldnt take it anymore.
At the end of the video it said ”I am Amanda Todd. I just need someone.” October 10th she hung herself.
She is dead. Rest in paradise, Amanda. You’re beautiful. I will find a way to help stop bullying. I will share your story.
Heaven gained an angel. xo(via mylifeasmariee)
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WARNING: Picture might be considered obscene because subject is not thin. And we all know that only skinny people can show their stomachs and celebrate themselves. Well I’m not going to stand for that. This is my body. Not yours. MINE. Meaning the choices I make about it, are none of your fucking business. Meaning my size, IS NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS.
If my big belly and fat arms and stretch marks and thick thighs offend you, then that’s okay. I’m not going to hide my body and my being to benefit your delicate sensitivities.
This picture is for the strange man at my nanny’s church who told me my belly was too big when I was five.
This picture is for my horseback riding trainer telling me I was too fat when I was nine.
This picture is for the girl from summer camp who told me I’d be really pretty if I just lost a few pounds
This picture is for all the fucking stupid advertising agents who are selling us cream to get rid of our stretch marks, a perfectly normal thing most people have (I got mine during puberty)
This picture is for the boy at the party who told me I looked like a beached whale.
This picture is for Emily from middle school, who bullied me incessantly, made mocking videos about me, sent me nasty emails, and called me “lard”. She made me feel like I didn’t deserve to exist. Just because I happened to be bigger than her. I was 12. And she continued to bully me via social media into high school.
MOST OF ALL, this picture is for me. For the girl who hated her body so much she took extreme measures to try to change it. Who cried for hours over the fact she would never be thin. Who was teased and tormented and hurt just for being who she was.
I’m so over that.
THIS IS MY BODY, DEAL WITH IT.
and FUCK YOU ALL who tried to degrade my being and sense of self with your hurtful comments and actions.
GUESS WHAT IT DIDN’T WORK HAHAHAHAH
xoxoxoxoxoox
You’re beautiful, honey. You fuckin’ tell em.
AGREED.
this is perf<3
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The girl on the left is named Maddy. She’s beautiful, isn’t she? She’s also amazingly beautiful on the inside. On Friday night (June 8th), Maddy had a horrible migraine. A few hours later she began throwing up. Around 3:30 AM her eyes rolled back in her head and her family rushed her to the hospital. She was in surgery from 4:30 AM to 8:30. It turns out she had brain damage when she was little that the doctors weren’t aware of until last night. Her brain was bleeding internally. The doctors told her family that she was lucky to even have made it to the hospital because most people don’t even make it that far. She was put into an induced coma for about 2 or 3 days. The doctors said that she had a very good chance of recovery. Maddy is only fourteen years old.
Last night, around 1 AM, something went wrong. She became unstable and the doctors told us that her condition was worse. She was stabilized a few hours later, but everyone was left scared out of their minds. They still told us that she had a good chance of recovery.
I was just informed (its noon on the 10th) that she is expected to pass away within the next 24 hours because they cannot stop the bleeding in her brain. However, I believe in miracles. I used to make fun of people who posted these kinds of things on Tumblr. However, I see why they do that now. I believe that if many people pray, it will have an impact. Collective prayer, its called. Im asking everyone who sees this to pray for Maddy and her family. We all love her and I believe that she can get better. I cannot imagine what would happen if we lost her. She is an amazing person. If you see this post, Im asking you to please pray for Maddy. I want the word to be spread, so if you feel that this will not ruin your blog, please reblog. If you don’t want to reblog it, please like it so that I can show Maddy how many people prayed for her when she gets better. She WILL get better. We need her to.
MY FOLLOWERS BETTER REBLOG THIS. praying for maddy <3
Oh my goodness. Her and her family and friends are definitely in my prayers.
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Mind Fuck.
I WILL KEEP DOING THIS UNTIL IT GETS MY NUMBER WRONG.
omg wwhat the fucking fuck !
WTYHAATFF FTHE FUCUCUK
Imma be doing this all fucking night -__-
honestly how in the fuck
ahahahah what type of fuckery is this
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
the actual fuck
WTFFFFFFFFFFF
get the fuck outta here nigga….
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Mind Fuck.
I WILL KEEP DOING THIS UNTIL IT GETS MY NUMBER WRONG.
omg wwhat the fucking fuck !
WTYHAATFF FTHE FUCUCUK
Imma be doing this all fucking night -__-
honestly how in the fuck
ahahahah what type of fuckery is this
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
the actual fuck
WTFFFFFFFFFFF
get the fuck outta here nigga….
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Press play. Listen and read, like then reblog. (If the song stops before you’re finished, just start it again. Also, give the song a second to start.)
“Listen to me, we’ll make it through and everything will be fine. Here, let me go and get you some water, okay?”
He stayed silent, his eyes not even meeting mine. I left the room, plastic cup in my trembling hand. It was 1 year tomorrow of him getting rid of his cancer but, just 4 months ago, it had come back. This time, it was terminal. We couldn’t have expected anything worse. Knowing he was going to die. Just waiting. Waiting.
It took me just a moment to fetch the water and i headed back into his room, i sat besides his bed. Stroking his now bald head. The head that used to be full of springy, luscious brown curls, going in every direction. The boy who used to be full of life, never not smiling and laughing. The strong muscular body, who you’d want to hug you and never let go.
To this.
“Miss. May we have a word with you?”
“Yes, of course.”I looked at him one last time, a small smile appearing on his face as i left.
“Mr. Styles has one last request before, he leaves us.”
I nod, focusing on his every word.
“Well, we have a vicar awaiting. Mr. Styles said you were engaged, am i correct?”
“Yes.”It was all that could come out, my throat was dry and tears were filling my eyes.
“Well, would you do him the honor of marrying him before he leaves.”
“Yes. When? We’ll do it beside, right? I do not want him out of medical reach for a second.”
“In a few moments. And, beside. Yes.”I nodded and the doctor walked off, i ran into to see Harry lying with that same smug grin plastered on his face. The exact same one from when he proposed to me.
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“Harry?! Where are you taking me?!”
“Would you sh! It’s a surprise, we’re nearly there.”He covered my eyes the whole way there. It was our vacation in Paris and we were having a wonderful time.
“And, we’re here! Ready?”
“Ready.”
“Tada!”He lifted his hands slowly off my eyes to reveal a remarkable sight. A picnic in the beautiful sun right in front of the Eiffel tower.
“Harry! This is beautiful! Thank you!”
“That’s not all.”His face suddenly went serious, his hand lowered into his pocket and he began to crouch down on one knee. It took me a moment to realise what was going on and, my hands flew up to cover my mouth.
“W-Will you marry me?”
“YES!”I screamed, throwing myself at him. His strong arms wrapping themselves around my waist whilst mine, almost strangling him, were around his neck.
Then, as we pulled away from each other, that smug smile appeared across his face just before we kissed, passionately. Getting a few shouts from passers by.
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“Harry, don’t you dare do this.”
“I’m going soon babe. I know it’s hard to face but, it’s true. And, when i do want to be married to most beautiful and perfect women in the world. You.”Before i had time to say anything else, the vicar and doctor walked in.
“Hello. Are you both ready?”
I turned to face Harry nodding in time with him.
The service? Could it be called a service? Lasted for about ten minutes then, we were officially married.
“You may now kiss the bride.”
I lent forward into Harry kissing him softly on his lips, not letting go of his hand. Then, as the doctor and vicar left i sat down in the chair besides Harry.
“I love you.”
“I love you too Harry, more than anything.”We stayed silent for the rest of the night, as we both fell asleep.
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“Heaven doesn’t seem far away anymore.”
My eyes threw themselves open hearing those words leave Harry’s mouth but, it was all too late.
“Doctor! Nurse! Someone please help!”
His heart came to a complete stop, sending the annoying bell to ring every second. I squeezed Harry’s hand letting him know i was there.
“Harry! Come on! Harry, you can do this! Don’t leave me! HARRY!”
“I’m sorry there’s nothing we can do. Mrs. Styles, your husband is dead.”
I turned looking at Harry’s closed, yet somewhat still living eyes, with tears still streaming uncontrollably down my face. My legs suddenly failed beneath me and i fell to the ground and whispered.
“You are my heaven.”
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March 2. This girl is already dead.
I will forever Reblog this
wow. Kids can so brutal.
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So, one of my bestest friends have been thinking about suicide and hurting herself&she won’t listen to me about stopping. I’m terrified that she’s going to actually do it. She thinks no one cares about her, especially her family. But i want to show her that people that don’t even know her on tumblr care. I’ve seen so many people tell their friend’s stories on here and gain so many reblogs&it actually gives the person confidence. So please reblog this to show that you care. I love her so much & I don’t know where I’d be in life w/o her. Shes the most beautiful girl ever, inside and out. All I ask is to simply reblog this to show you care. You are saving a life.
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