Lifes to short to even care at all

This year, I was bullied. People told me they hated me to my face. I was always eating lunch alone in the bathroom. Everyday I would go home crying. Even at home, the bullying still continued online. It crushed me. I wanted to leave this awful life of mine. People would trample me in the hallway and laugh at me. My “best friends” said they were only nice to me because everyone else was mean to me. Life fucking crushed me. I just wanted to die. But things got better. I started making real friends who were there for me. I started eating lunch with people. I actually smiled. I went home and didn’t cry. People wanted to text me. I hung out with people. I promise, as hard and awful as it is right now, you can’t possibly feel this way your entire life. I know I didn’t. You’re amazing, and you should know that at least I believe that. No one should ever feel the way I did, so please reblog this to help me end bullying permanently.

(Source: my-secret-paradise, via somewhere-in-neverland014)